Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
When she pulled back, her face was red, and she rolled her eyes as she groaned and looked at the floor.
“I can’t believe that was your sister. God, I’m such a psycho, aren’t I?”
I grinned, cupping her chin and stroking her jaw with my thumb.
“Come here.”
I scooped her up, loving the way she gasped and held me tight as I walked us into the large bedroom and placed her on the edge of the bed. I took a step back, took a deep breath, and tried to slow my racing heart.
This was it.
“Ada, I was meeting my sister, because she was bringing me this.”
I pulled the small velvet black box out of my jacket pocket.
“What is this?” she whispered, barely breathing with her eyes wide.
“It was my grandmother’s, and then my mother’s,” I said quietly. “Open it.”
The room was silent except for the thundering of my heart as she did, and slowly, I watched the glow and the surprise and the emotion warm across her face.
“Oh my God…”
“It used to be a necklace,” I said quietly. “There was a ring, passed from my grandmother to my mother, but that’s of course gone to my sister. This was part of a necklace that’s also been passed down through the generations, and I had it turned into a ring.”
Ada looked up at me, her eyes wide and her mouth open, though no words came for a full few seconds.
“When?” she asked breathless. “When did you turn it into a ring?”
I smiled.
“The day after I met you.”
Her hand flew to her mouth, and slowly, I dropped to my knees in front of her.
“Ada Chase,” I growled, my heart beating a mile a minute, but knowing I’d never been more sure of anything in my entire life. I’d known the second I saw her, and now, she would truly be mine, forever.
I looked up at this perfect girl, who’d stolen my heart, and shown me what it was to feel again, and to love.
“Marry me,” I whispered, holding the box up as I looked deep into her eyes.
She was still for one, brief second, blinking like she wasn’t even sure this was real as she stared at me in shock.
“Marry me, Ada,” I said quietly, taking her small hand in mine. “Marry me, and be mine forev—”
“Yes,” she gasped, panting. “Yes!”
She launched herself into my arms, throwing hers tight around my neck as she held me so tightly.
“Jackson, yes!”
“Your parents, what people will say...” I shook my head, holding her as tight as I could. “Forget the rest. I’ll deal with all of it. Just be mine, and we’ll make our own life together.”
“And a family,” she whispered heatedly, her lips millimeters from mine. “Let’s make a family together.”
“Fuck, angel,” I groaned, feeling her body press against me and feeling the heat between her thighs. My cock throbbed against her as I plucked the ring from the box and slowly slid it onto her finger.
Mine.
“You think we did it last night?” she said shyly, her cheeks blushing as she hungrily ran her tongue over her lips.
“Hard to tell,” I grinned back, slowly peeling her shirt off as I stood. I tossed her down onto the bed, yanking my own clothes off as she peeled off her pants, before I slowly stalked over her. My cock ached for her as I settled between her legs, spreading them wide and guiding the thick swollen head to her slippery pussy.
“We’d better keep trying to make sure.”
“Fuck me, Jackson,” she whispered heatedly into my ear as she wrapped her legs around my waist and started to pull me inside.
“Put a baby in me.”
With pleasure.
I pushed forward, slowly burying myself in her molten heat until all of me was inside — bare, and ready to give her everything I had.
“Now milk that cum from my balls, angel,” I purred into her ear. “Be a good girl and take my cum.”
Epilogue
Ada
Four years later…
At the end of the day, all you need is love.
No, we didn’t just go from me saying yes that day to a happy ever after with the brush of a magic wand. There were tough parts between Point A and Point B. My parents, for one, initially lost it when we told them. My father swore he’d sue Jackson into the ground and strip him of his license, and my mother screamed at me that I was “settling.”
Yeah, you can go ahead and roll your eyes. I sure did.
But slowly, I think they got it. My father did, at least. Even if it took a while to look past that Jackson was almost twice my age, and that this might not have been their choice for me, they did eventually get it. They got to know the man I was head over heels for, and they saw that even if he wasn’t from their world of the highest wealth and privilege, the work he did in the world was noble to a degree most people never even got close to. And that’s what I think won them in the end…even if Jackson did swear to me that he’d steal me away and elope with me, with or without their blessing.