“We could have stayed at Papa’s fishing house,” I teased.
“With the way you scream when you cum? I would have had another gun pointed at my head.”
“That’s your fault,” I pointed out and was rewarded with one of his panty-melting grins.
Our holiday home was a beautiful modern beach house situated in a cove with its own personal beach. The entire front of the house had floor-to-ceiling windows so you could admire the views.
Ash’s arms wrapped around my waist and his chin rested on top of my head. “I thought you could sit here in the sun and sketch. My first memory of you was sitting in the sun with a sketchpad in your hands.”
I leaned into his strength. “It’s beautiful. I can visualise us bringing our family here every summer. Maybe sitting watching the moon together as we grow old.”
He slowly spun me in his arms. “I want that. No matter what happens over the next few months, remember that. Whatever I do is so that we can be together.”
I hated that we had to pretend, that our love had to remain a secret. He was my greatest strength and I was his ultimate weakness. “I know, Ash. Some days this all feels too much.”
His fingers under my chin lifted my gaze to his. I got lost in the intensity of his stare. “I love you.”
My heart skipped a beat. I would never tire of hearing those words on his lips. Standing on my tiptoes, I stole a quick kiss. “Since we own this secluded beach, do you fancy a naked moonlight swim?”
A salacious smile appeared on his face that made my panties a little bit too tight. We both performed a striptease for each other. Ash’s hand grasped my hips as my dress pooled around my feet. His eyes were on my panties. The front read “You may now bang the bride” and the back had “Property of Ash Blackwood” on it. Ash chuckled, his teeth biting into his bottom lip as he shook his head.
“Fucking perfect,” Ash muttered. “I got something for you.”
He pushed his trousers down and his pants had a picture of me from Euro Disney when I’d been licking an ice cream beside the seam of his pants. It said “I licked it, so it’s mine” over his cock.
Both of us stood in nothing but our pants laughing and trying to kiss each other.
“You’re crazy,” I gasped, finally pulling back. “I have something for you, too.”
His brow furrowed when he saw the velvet box. Inside sat his alternative wedding ring—a platinum cock ring with a sapphire at the front and “Property of Lucrezia Blackwood” engraved on it.
His bark of laughter made me grin because I had been worried about his reaction. “He refuses to work for anyone else, so I may as well wear it all the time.”
“I didn’t know what to get the man who has everything,” I replied, suddenly shy.
“I didn’t used to have everything,” he said in that low, husky tone that sent shivers rippling down my spine. He tugged me tight against him. “But I do now.”
The moon was our only witness as we played in the waves. When he caught me, my legs wrapped around his waist and we lost ourselves in a kiss that said more than the vows we used earlier. His cock found its home in me and I floated on my back in the water as Ash pulled me into him over and over again like the ebb and flow of the tide.
Tonight was magical, just the two of us together under the moon that had watched over us throughout our relationship. That divine pressure built in my stomach and I closed my eyes as Ash tugged me close so that our bodies pressed together as one. My arms wrapped around his neck as he carried me to shore. Slow, deep strokes on the wet sand brought both of us to climax. Our bodies spasmed together and we whispered words of love to each other.
I didn’t care what the future brought, as long as Ash was by my side.
He stole my heart years ago and returned it to me along with his own.
Our love started in secret and had been revealed as the darkness stalked us. Our salvation lay in the hands of the man currently lying in the cradle of my thighs as our two hearts tried to steady themselves. I’d finally found my way home.
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Midnight Dynasty continues with Ash and Lucrecia’s final book Midnight Salvation.
