Kayden: The Past (14 page)

“I’ll do anything you want.” I meant those words. “The sooner the better.” I wasn’t going to drag out the engagement and allow this relationship to fall apart. I learned my lessons usually the first time and try to never repeat the mistake again.

“I don’t see a reason to wait. I can’t believe I’m going to be Mrs. Kayden Michaels.” She seemed proud when saying our names mingled together.

“You’ll be mine. How about a honeymoon?” I asked. We could both use a little time off and get away from the real world for a while.

“I’ve always wanted to go to the Poconos, is that okay?”

“Anything you want. I’ll make the reservations.”

Within two weeks, we were standing in front of the justice of the peace saying our vows. Getting married at the courthouse isn’t the large drawn out production that I’d been accustomed to attending. It took under five minutes for him to go through the lines and for us to repeat them, sealing the deal and officially making us husband and wife. We were legally bound together. It was a shotgun wedding, but the impending birth of our child made me take the leap that I’d avoided with Bridget and for that I’m grateful.

“What are you doing?” Danielle screeched as I scooped her up into my arms.

“Carrying you over the threshold.” I didn’t think of myself as a romantic, but I know it’s a custom. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I opened the front door, and she kissed my cheeks as I carried her into the apartment.

“We have a couple of hours before we leave for Pennsylvania. What do you want to do?” I only had one thing on my mind. I wanted to make love to my wife. I wanted to consummate the relationship.

“I’m going to consume you, ravish you, and make you sore.” Her head fell back, and her body went limp.

“You know just the right thing to say to me to make my entire body quiver at the thought.” I made slow passionate love to her. I did it face to face at an excruciating slow pace. I savored every inch of her body and stayed nestled inside her for over an hour.

We were spending the following three days shacked up in a beautiful room in the Poconos. When I was a kid, it was the hip and trendy place to go for a romantic weekend. I remember hearing the adults talking about their weekend escapes. The room had a large champagne glass that doubled as a hot tub and a heart shaped bed with mirrors on the ceiling. It wouldn’t have been my first choice, but it’s what Danielle wanted.

Getting away from our real life, even if for a short time, was such a stress reliever. The pressure at work had increased and getting the days off had been difficult, but I didn’t really give them an option. A weekend in bed with Danielle is exactly what I needed.

I had this intense need to claim every inch of her body. How to broach the topic with her? She was on top of me kissing my lips and grinding her pussy against my cock. I pushed her away a bit wanting to see her face when I brought up the topic. “I want to claim all of you. I want to know I’ve laid my seed in every available part of your body.” All the blood drained from her face.

“Oh, I don’t know, Kayden.” She started to move off of me, but I held her on top of me, keeping her close.

“I promise I won’t hurt you, babe.” I would do everything in power for it to be pleasurable for her. “I’ll go slow and be gentle.” She gnawed on her lips and stared at me with puppy dog eyes. “Have I ever hurt you?”

She shook her head, “No.”

“When it becomes too much, just say the word and I’ll stop. I promise.” I pulled her face down to mine and sucked her lip into my mouth. I ran my hands down her hair and trailed my fingertips across her back. I touched her everywhere with my hands. I could never get enough of her skin, the smell, the feel, everything about it. I licked the skin of her neck down to her breast. I spent time sucking and licking her tits. I needed her really turned on for this to be pleasurable for her. I grabbed her ass and touched her puckered hole, and I knew it wouldn’t be an easy process. She moaned at the sensation of my fingers touching her. She was tight and nervous. I had to find a way to relax her and get her used to something smaller before putting my cock inside her.

I moved Danielle off of me and onto the bed, placing her on her stomach. I could see her body instantly tense and become stiff. “Not yet, baby. Relax.” I stood on the bed above her and reached down and pulled her hips into the air. She was like play dough in my hands and moved with ease. I rubbed my cock through her wetness before sliding it inside her pussy. I didn’t move at first dragging my fingers across her lips collecting lubrication for my fingers. I moved slowly at first while rubbing the moisture from my fingers on her tight hole. I could feel it convulse under my tips. I increased the speed of my cock thrusting inside of her, filling her mind with nothing but lust and my cock. I pushed lightly waiting for it to yield to the pressure. I pushed deeper as I felt the muscles relax, and her body shook from the sensation. She yelped, but it was quickly followed by a moan.

I worked my finger and my cock in unison, confusing her mind by the sensation and erasing any pain she may have been feeling. I moved my finger twisting it as I pulled out, expanding the size and stretching her. I needed more lube to work in a second finger, but nothing was close at hand, and I couldn’t stop. I dropped saliva from my lips letting it fall and plop on her ass, running down her crack and onto my fingers. I withdrew my finger and heard a slight whimper. I rubbed both fingers through the saliva before inserting a single digit again. I slowly worked in the second. Her body pulled away, but I held her in place with my free hand. Her movement stopped, and she moaned. Her face was turned sideways on the bed, and I could see the expression on her face change. She was on the edge, close to orgasm, but I wanted to make her come with my cock in her ass.

I slowed my rhythm, not letting her fall over the cliff of ecstasy, before withdrawing my cock from her quivering core. “Stay there,” I said smacking her on the ass. She stayed still, not moving a muscle, she didn’t even turn her head to see what I was doing. She had to be a jumbled mess and filled with worry. I grabbed a bottle of lube off the floor. I filled my palm with the silky fluid and palmed my cock rubbing it over every inch and ridge. I held the bottle against her ass and squeezed a generous amount letting it dribble down her crack over her hole and drip off her pussy onto the sheets. I threw the bottle on the bed and stroked my cock paying attention to covering the tip.

I placed my hand on her ass and spread her, giving me easier access. I rubbed the liquid on her hole and used my fingers to spread it inside her. I pulled my fingers out and grabbed my cock and rubbed it against her hole, pushing gently. “Relax, sweetheart. Didn’t my fingers feel good?”

“Yes,” she said all breathy but with shakiness in her voice.

“Relax and it will slide right in.” I knew I was lying; it wouldn’t slide right in without force on my part, but it would go in. I started with just the head, and I could feel her ass squeeze my cock with so much force I almost came on the spot. I stopped moving to let her body adjust to my size. “Are you okay?” I rubbed my hands down the skin on her back.

“Yes, I think so. Just give me a minute.” She held her breath and blew it out slowly. When she exhaled, her ass released and I started to inch in slowly.

“It’ll get easier. I promise it will feel good.” I seated my cock inside her fully and the force from the muscles inside her were like a vice squeezing the life out of me. I arched my back laying my body against hers. I wrapped my arm around her waist and stroked her clit, rubbing it just the right way to make her world explode, with each swirl of her clit, she became more relaxed.

“Fuck, yes,” she moaned. “Don’t stop. Oh God.”

“So damn tight. I fucking love your ass.” I applied more pressure shrinking the size of the tiny circles I made on her skin. I moved slowly inside her, quick on the out and slow on the in. I relished in the feel and concentrated on the movement of my hands trying to draw out my release.

Her body tightened; every muscle became rigid and the sounds coming out of her mouth were the sexiest I’d ever heard. I started to squeeze her clit lightly with a rhythmic pulsating motion. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and her mouth grew slack. I didn’t think her ass could get any tighter, but it put me over the edge.

“Fuck.” My movement stopped as a tremor overcame every muscle in my body. The experience so intense I became powerless in the moment. My rhythm became jerky as her body writhed beneath mine.

“Oh my God. Uhhh,” she moaned into the sheets.

I collapsed on top of her. Our bodies were slick with sweat, and I’d now claimed every inch of her. I left no stone unturned and no surface untouched in my conquest of her body. I waited for the swelling of my cock to subside before removing it.

“Ouch,” she said as I pulled her with me onto our backs. She rested her head on my chest, and I laid there unable to speak. My breath was ragged, and my heart hammered at a rapid pace beating against my chest. My legs felt like rubber, and my entire body was a puddle of goo.

“I’m sorry, love. Did it hurt too much?” I ran my fingers through her hair, rubbing her scalp.

“Not too much. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in all my life. Damn. Kind of threw me for a loop.”

“So we can do it again?” I asked with a grin on my face.

“Not now.”

“I know, babe. Someday?” I wanted to make sure I didn’t shut that door forever. It’s too good to wall it up and never be granted access again.

“Someday.” She still hadn’t moved and I watched her chest move up and down as her breathing slowed.

“I don’t want to go home tomorrow,” she said stroking my legs.

“Me either, but we’ll go away and do something before the baby is born.” I knew life would never be the same once the bundle of joy arrived. No more days or nights of marathon sex; they would be filled with feedings and diaper changes.

She rubbed her stomach resting her hands across her abdomen. “I can’t believe I’m pregnant. The doctor always made me think it would almost be impossible.”

My life seemed to be filled with the impossible becoming reality. I was happy about the upcoming birth of our child; it brought us together and sealed our future that I was too chicken shit to face.

“We have so much to do.” My mind would become so overwhelmed when I thought about all the things we needed to do to get ready for it. We didn’t know the sex, and we didn’t want to know. I, we, wanted to be surprised – it should end like it started.

“One step at a time; we’ll be ready.”

I placed my hand on her belly and could feel her heartbeat. There was a tiny piece of us alive inside her, and I was in awe. I don’t think my mind would truly be able to comprehend the reality until I held the baby in my arms. “You got to stay clean, Danielle.” I know I didn’t have to say the words to her, but I couldn’t help myself.

“I know, but I can’t do it without you. We both have to stay clean.” She looked up at me with pleading eyes.

“I will.” I meant those words. It had been years since I lead a clean lifestyle, but for the future of my child and my family, I would try my hardest. Danielle drifted off to sleep in my arms against my skin. I moved her off me and put a pillow under her head. She looked so peaceful, and the hard living disappeared off her face during sleep. I rubbed my fingers across her belly and put my face up to her stomach. I had so much to say, so much I wanted this baby to know.

“Daddy loves you. I’ll be the daddy you deserve,” I needed to get my shit together and get my addictions in check. “I can’t wait to meet you, but take your time.” I laughed quietly with those words. I lay down next to her body and pulled her into my arms. I laid her back against my front and held her stomach until I drifted off to sleep. Life was looking up for the first time in longer than I could remember.

Danielle and I cleaned up our acts after we found out we were going to be parents; we helped each other through withdrawal and the cravings. When I thought my life had finally turned around – God had other plans. Who knows why things happen in life? Is there an ultimate plan, is it written in the stars and are we predestined? I don’t know about any of that bullshit, but I know we have no control over our lives at times. Even the best laid plans can fall apart and lay in tatters at our feet.

First Comes Love, Then Comes Marriage, Then Comes… ~ Danielle