Bonus Chapter 1 🔥
“Two souls don’t find each other by simple accident.” – Jorge Luis Borges
[1 Year Later]
“It’s still not too late for you to back out,” Ethan chuckled beside me as the two of us walked hand in hand down the busy street.
We had just finished our rehearsal dinner, at the instance of Ethan’s mother and mine of course, and now we were headed home.
Two months ago, Ethan surprised me with the keys to a brand new house. Although I loved the one we lived in before, he said he wanted us to have something that was both of ours. I protested at first because we didn’t need a new house, but once I saw the property, I fell in love. It was bigger and cozier, with an even larger backyard. Everything I ever dreamed of.
“Don’t tempt me,” I smirked, bumping my shoulder with his.
“Very funny.” He playfully glared down at me, making me laugh.
My bachelorette party had been last weekend, and of course, Megan had gone all out. Although, I’m pretty sure it was as much for me as it was for her. She gave birth to a beautiful baby boy – Noah – about six months ago, and ever since then, her life has revolved around breastfeeding and changing diapers.
The invites had been sent, and the venues had been paid for. Now, all that was left, was to get married.
Our engagement hadn’t been long, and our wedding wasn’t going to be anything extravagant. If I had it my way, we would have just gone down to city hall and gotten married but Ethan quickly shut that idea down. For me it wasn’t about the venue or how many people I invited, it was about the person I was marrying. Marriage used to be this concept that made me shudder. But with Ethan, I had no doubt. He was the one for me.
“You walked right into that one, babe.” I shrugged, laughing. I was about to add how he always got butt-hurt when I said stuff like that, but something caught my eye.
A pet shelter.
“Ethan she’s so cute!” I snatched my hand out of his, hurrying my last steps until I came to a stop in front of the large window. A golden retriever, probably two or three months old, was running around in circles and playing with an older black tri-American Bully.
Before Sweetie, I didn’t realize how much it was possible to care for an animal. I remember when she got food poisoning last year and didn’t eat for a few days – she just sat on the floor, dry heaving and staring off into space. The vet told us it was normal and gave us a bunch of meds to give her until her follow-up visit. However, after the second day of seeing her like that, my heart couldn’t take it anymore and I made a makeshift bed next to her on the floor out of a bunch of blankets and pillows.
Ethan said I was crazy, but she had become my baby just as much as she was his. I’d also like to point out that he slept right next to me that night.
“Do you want to go inside?” Ethan teased, amusement seeping through his voice.
“Yes!” I replied, already pulling on the door. As soon as we stepped inside, a young volunteer no older than twenty greeted us. But, my attention was drawn to the same golden retriever I saw through the window. She was charging towards me at full speed, her light golden fur coat shining under the fluorescent lighting.
“That’s our newest addition, Goldy.” The volunteer – Hannah, according to her name tag – said. I kneeled down, just in time to have Goldy stop in front of me and begin to wag her tail like crazy. “She’s been with us for about a week now, and is definitely the most energized out of everyone here.”
“How old is she?” I heard Ethan ask.
“Three months,” Hannah replied. “We rescued her from an abusive owner. She was one of ten other dogs he was keeping locked in a room with no food and water.”
There’s a special place in hell for people like that, I thought angrily.
“Who would ever want to do such a thing to a cutie pie like you,” I cooed down at Goldy as I continued to scratch her back.
“You two are welcome to stay and play with the dogs.” I glanced up at Hannah just in time to see her smile brightly at Ethan and me before making her way towards another volunteer in the opposite direction. “We close at ten.”
I don’t know how long we were in there, but it must have been a while because Ethan had to remind me that it was getting late. “McKenzie,” I was still distracted by the fluffy fur-ball sitting in my lap when he called my name to grab my attention. “They’re getting ready to close.”
“But –” I began protesting, tilting my head to look at him. “I don’t want to leave!”
“It’s late, Cupcake,” Ethan said as he stretched his long legs in front of him. I never thought I’d see the day when he would finally stop being so uptight about everything and let loose a little, but after four years of being together, I think I finally got through to him. “We can come back another day.”
“But what if she’s not here anymore?” I whined, peering up at him through my eyelashes before letting my eyes drift back down to Bella. I decided about fifteen minutes into meeting her, that Bella was a much more fitting name for her than Goldy. Bella didn’t seem to have a problem with that – in fact, I think she was even more responsive to it.
“There are plenty of other dogs you can play with.” He tried reassuring me, but he was doing a shit job. “Just look around.”
“I guess you’re right.” I sighed, still scratching Bella’s head.
After another few minutes of silence, Ethan let out a deep sigh. “Do you want to take her home?”
My head snapped in his direction and my eyes lit up with excitement. “Really?” I found myself asking.
“Yes.” Ethan playfully rolled his eyes as he pushed himself off the floor where he had been previously sitting next to me and Bella.
“Oh my god, yes!” I squealed, gently setting Bella down and jumping to my feet. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pushed myself up on my tippy toes and began showering him with kisses. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”
While Ethan and Hannah got the adoption paperwork squared away, I continued to make funny faces at Bella. She was already twenty pounds, and me carrying her was out of the question.
“We’d also like to make a donation,” Ethan told the other volunteer, an older woman in her mid-forties by the name of Nancy. I glanced over at Ethan briefly, and I saw his eyes were already on mine. I mouthed a quick thank you, to which he just winked.
“Sure.” Nancy smiled and handed him a piece of paper. “Zell, Venmo, Check, Cash, or Card.”
Ethan nodded, quickly scanning the paper before he pulled out a Chase Visa and handed it to her. “Card.”
“$10,000.” I watched with amusement as the old woman’s eyes boggled out of their sockets. “I’m sorry?” She asked, as if not believing what she heard.
“$10,000.” Ethan repeated, flashing her a polite smile. Nancy continued to stare at him for a good minute or two before finally taking the card out of his hand and running it through their system.
It took some getting used to it, but I was finally comfortable with Ethan just throwing money like that around. I knew he was rich when I met him, but I didn’t realize just how rich until he showed me a bank statement in an attempt to get me to stop lecturing him about money.
It’s safe to say he was loaded.
Walking through the front door, Sweetie was already waiting for us – tongue out and wagging her tail. However, as soon as she spotted Bella, she stilled.
On our way home, I admit, I was a little worried that Sweetie and Bella wouldn’t get along. Sweetie had gotten older and slowed down significantly compared to when I first met her.
The two continued to stare at one another as Ethan and I stood by nervously. I decided to keep Bella on her leash in case anything did happen, but it looks like the two were planning on having a staring contest the entire time.
Bella was the first to move, taking one cautious step towards Sweetie. Sweetie continued to eye her wryly for another minute before she started barking and wagging her tail in excitement – with Bella mimicking her actions shortly after.
I let out a sigh of relief as I took off Bella’s leash and watch her chase Sweetie into the living room. “Admit it – this was a good idea.” I peered up at Ethan, smirking condescendingly as he rolled his eyes.
His lips pulled up wryly and he shook his head. “When Bella starts to shed like crazy – because she will – I don’t want to hear it from you.”
“Whatever,” I rolled my eyes as I left him by the door and went after my two favorite girls.
Later that night, Ethan was in his home office when I went in search of him. “Here,” I said, placing the black folder in front of him.
“What’s this?” Ethan asked, curiously opening the flaps and scanning the document inside. The further down he read, the more his face hardened. “Are you out of your fucking mind, McKenzie?” He growled, his brows furrowed in frustration.
“Are you sure about that?” He mocked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I’m not signing this.”
Ethan angrily placed the contract back in the folder and shoved it my way. “And why not?” I glared at him, narrowing my eyes in slits.
“Baby, I love you —” He gritted, jaw clenched with impatience. “I really do, but I swear to God you’re pissing me off.”
“And you’re pissing me off!” I snapped, angrily plopping down on the leather chair in front of his desk. “Just sign the damn papers, and we’ll never speak of this again.”
“Get one thing through your thick skull, baby—” Ethan stood up. Taking a deep breath, he leaned forward — palms on the desk— his gaze fixated on me. “There’s no way in fucking hell I’m signing a prenup.”
I had a lawyer draw up the papers soon after we told his parents we were getting married, and I had been trying to build the courage to give them to him ever since then. I knew he wasn’t going to be happy, and I was right.
“Look – your dad can barely stand me as it is.” I sighed in defeat, risking a glance in his direction. “Maybe if I show him I’m not some money-hungry gold digger, he’ll hate me less.”
Despite my best efforts throughout the years, Ethan’s father still hadn’t warmed up to me yet. In fact, when we told his parents we were getting married, his father actually stormed out of the room. His mom quickly made up for his behavior when she wrapped her arms around me in a comforting hug, but his father’s reaction still bothered me.
It shouldn’t, but it did.
By far my favorite reaction to the news that Ethan and I were getting married was Zoey’s. She stared at me for a couple of minutes before all of a sudden jumping up and squealing. Then, when she did finally calm down, she proceeded to hit Ethan and scold him for not telling her he was going to propose.
“Screw what my father thinks!” Ethan yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts. “If he wants a prenup he can go sign one himself. And while he’s at it, he can also go fuck himself.”
“This –” He continued, picking up the black folder and waving it around. “This is insulting.”
“No, what is insulting is your father not even being able to be in the same room as me.” I hissed.
“Since when do you care what other people think?” Ethan scoffed, raising an eyebrow.
“Since this is your father we’re talking about, and I’ll have to see him for the rest of my life.” I glared before mumbling under my breath, “Depending on whether I make it to the end of the line, and he doesn’t send me to an early grave.”
“Babe, you’re overthinking this.” Ethan shook his head, a dry laugh escaping his lips. Stepping around the desk, he came to stand in front of me. “I know one thing for sure, and that that I’m not fucking signing this prenup.”
“Ethan!” I gritted, feeling my frustration begin to rise.
“Yes, baby?” He leaned back, folding his arms across his chest. “You know I love it when you call my name.”
“Oh my god!” I exclaimed, rolling my eyes and standing up so that there wasn’t such a big height difference between us. “You’re so.. so.. ugh!” I threw my hands up in exasperation before turning around to walk out of his home office.
After storming out of Ethan’s office, I headed straight for the kitchen. Despite years of therapy, I haven’t quite mastered the art of controlling my anger. While I understood where Ethan’s reluctance to sign the prenup came from, he should also understand why I was pushing for him to sign it.
I was in the middle of stirring some honey into the steaming hot mug of tea when I heard Ethan call out, “McKenzie.”
“You’re just going to ignore me?” He continued to probe. I heard his footsteps inching closer towards where I was standing next to the stove.
“Yes.” I bit back. Well – so much for the silent treatment, I thought. I made a motion to leave, but Ethan was quick to grab my wrist and pull me back.
“I don’t need to sign that fucking shit because I trust you, McKenzie.” He said with finality, placing his hands on my waist and locking me against him. “I know you’re not marrying me for my money. Hell – I had to fucking beg you to marry me.”
“Tell that to your father,” I grumbled under my breath, refusing to meet his gaze.
“And I’m sorry to break it to you, but I don’t ever intend on letting you go.” His eyes flashed dangerously, flicking down to my lips. “You’re mine.”
“You’re annoying.” I sighed in defeat. There was no winning with him. I knew the prenup was a long-shot, but I at least thought he might consider it. I was willing to bet money that he had already shredded it by now.
“Am I?” He cocked an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
“Yes.” I deadpanned.
“And you’re a brat.” My heart rate began to quicken when his hand craned towards my face and his knuckles brushed against my cheek. You’d think I’d be used to his touch by now, but Ethan still managed to have the same effect on me he did when I first met him.
His touch was just as electrifying as ever, and he always knew how to get a rise out of me.
“What are you going to do about it?” I challenged, lost in the way his piercing green eyes continued to hold my gaze.
Warning laced his voice, and his eyes darkened a shade. “Don’t go there.”
“Or what?” I mocked, trying to free myself from his grasp, but that only made him tighten his hold on me.
“I’ve told you before McKenzie,” Ethan taunted, his eyes still dark with lust and desire. “That mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble.”
Pushing myself up on my tippy toes, I whispered in his ear, “Punish me then.”
Peering at him through my eyelashes, I saw his lips curve upward in a mischievous smirk and I could feel the heat begin to pool between my legs. I learned quickly that Ethan had a dominant side he liked to display when we had sex, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it just as much.
Considering it was almost midnight and we were getting married tomorrow, I probably shouldn’t have egged him on, but I didn’t care. As Ethan clasped his hand around my chin, tilting my head back, I moaned and I felt the heat between my legs begin to swell.
Looking up at him, I bit my lower lip. “Is that all you’ve got?”
“Let’s see if you’re still saying that when your pussy is wrapped around my cock, begging me to let you cum.” His husky voice muttered in my ear, and his hand snaked around my waist. Ethan’s striking green eyes were inches from mine, and I knew he was thinking the same thing I was – we were so going to be in trouble tomorrow morning when my sister and Megan came knocking. But at that moment, neither of us cared.
Before I had the chance to speak again, Ethan had thrown me over his shoulder and was already making his way upstairs and into our bedroom. As soon as the door clicked shut, he set me back on the ground and began removing articles of clothing until I was standing in front of him in nothing but my bra and panties.
His eyes raked over my body, licking his lips. A loud gasp escaped my lips when I felt him pull me against his chest. His breath tickled my neck, while his hand trailed up and down my thigh. “Where’s that smart mouth of yours now, babe?” His hand reached up and grabbed the back of my neck.
“It’s still here.” I bit my lip with a smirk, knowing I was just playing into what he wanted. Ethan then pushed down on my shoulder and I fell to my knees, kneeling in between his legs. My fingers trembled with excitement as I unzipped his pants, dragging them down to his ankles. Pulling his boxers down, his cock sprang free and I leaned forward to kiss it.
“Good girl,” Ethan groaned. I looked up at him hungrily and started to wet his cock with my mouth, licking the shaft. Wrapping my lips around the tip, I slowly slid my mouth over his length – inch by inch. He groaned in response as my lips glided further down his length, and I reposition my mouth so that I could take him in deeper. When I did, I held his cock there, my throat fluttering around the tip.
Peering up at him, Ethan’s eyes were full of lust as his hand found its way to the back of my head – pulling me deeper so my nose pressed against his abdomen. My eyes welled up and I started to gag, but it didn’t bother me. It felt good.
When Ethan did finally releases his hold on me, I was coughing, gasping for air, and wiping the tears from my eyes. He swatted at my lips with his cock, so hard and slick from my mouth. “I wasn’t done,” I pouted, opening my mouth as he slapped his cock against my lips again. “Please...”
Distracted by my begging, I took this as an opportunity to shove his hands away and replace them with my own. I once again took him in my mouth, continuing to move my head slowly up and down. After a while of teasing him, I began to pick up the pace and started alternating my movements between sucking and licking his cock, all while moving my hand faster along his shaft.
“Fuck that’s good,” Ethan said bringing his hand to my hair and grabbing a fistful. “That’s right baby, take it all. Good girl.”
His words stirred something in me, and I desperately ached for him to touch me. “Fuck!” He moaned. “Don’t stop, McKenzie.” He was close, I could tell. His body was tensing up and he was thrusting faster.
Ethan kept his hand pressed firmly on the back of my head, encouraging me to keep going. Not needing to be told twice, I shifted my weight forward so that his cock continued to push further down in my mouth. Ethan let out a big grunt, but I was too focused to glance up at him.
Then, I felt his cock begin to pulsate as my nails dug into his thigh. As I started swirling my tongue around his head, I felt him go stiff and a violent shot of cum jolted in the back of my throat.
I waited for Ethan to finish before pulling back and licking my lips clean. “You never seem to complain about my smart mouth when I do that.” I smiled at him sweetly.
Choosing to ignore what I said, he instead asked, “Is your pussy wet?”
I opened my mouth to answer, but I stopped myself. Pursing my lips, I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his black tie, pulling him towards the bed with me. When the back of my knees hit the bed frame, I let him go and allowed myself to fall back on the mattress.
Glancing up at Ethan, he watched me curiously, a smug eyebrow raised. I continued to hold his gaze as I slipped my hand into the waistband of my panties. A moan escaped my lips when I felt how wet I was, circling my finger around my clit. “So wet,” I moaned. Using my free hand, I slowly inched towards my breasts – squeezing them lightly.
The first time Ethan told me to touch myself in front of him, I thought I was going to die of embarrassment. Now, it had become a little something I used to tease him.
In the process of everything, Ethan had discarded his pants and boxers somewhere on the floor and was now unbuttoning his white button-down shirt. I kept my eye on him the entire time, using my fingertips to pinch my nipples while my other hand rubber against my clit.
“How does it feel,” He asked, taking his growing erection into his hand and stroking it while watching me.
“Why don’t you come and find out for yourself,” I moaned, slipping a single finger inside my pussy. Walking the short distance to the bed, Ethan pulled my hand away and took my fingers into his mouth. His eyes never left mine as he sucked on my fingers, twirling his tongue around in the most erotic manner.
When he pulled away, his right hand slowly trailed down my body until it came to a stop at the hemline of my panties. In one swift motion, Ethan pulled at the thin lace material and flung it over his shoulder – a satisfied smirk on his face. He quickly did the same with my bra.
“Ethan!” I whined, glaring at the now ripped material on the floor. “I’ve lost count of how many pairs you’ve ruined.”
“I don’t give a shit.” He deadpanned, grabbing the back of my legs and pulling me towards the edge of the bed. I watched as he kneeled down, his face only inches from my slick pussy. I closed my eyes and a moment later I felt his hot breath against my folds. I whimpered and began to grind against his face until he finally brought his mouth to my wet lips.
“Fuck,” I moaned, propping myself up on my elbows. The sight of his between my legs only turned me on more. Weaving my fingers through his hair, I pulled him closer towards me. With Ethan’s mouth still ravaging my pussy, I continued to spread my legs wider for him as his hands trailed back to my ass.
Suddenly I felt the sting of his palm on my ass, first on one cheek and then the other. With his mouth is still locked onto my pussy, his palms once again cracked against the flesh of my ass so hard that I can’t help but cry out. Loud cries of pleasure. Keeping a firm grasp on my waist, Ethan wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked insistently, slipping two fingers deep inside of me.
“Oh fuck yes – oh my god!” I moaned, feeling myself inch closer towards an orgasm. But just as my knees started to buckled and I could feel my orgasm building, Ethan tilted his head back slightly and smirked.
“No!” I practically screamed. “Ethan, please. I’m so close.”
His smirk widened, bringing his head back down until he was mere inches from my pussy. Then, he stuck his tongue out and slowly ran it up and down my folds. “Stop teasing me.” I groaned, reaching down to grab his head but he was quicker than me.
As good as his mouth felt, I desperately wanted him to be inside of me. Filling me up and fucking me until I was begging him to stop.
Rising to his feet, Ethan commanded, “Turn around. Now.”
I wasted no time doing as I was told, getting on all fours. I expected Ethan to plunge into me and finally fuck me, but it seemed he had other plans. His hands trailed up and down my body, stopping at my breasts and pinching my nipples. My back continued to arch in response.
Then, spreading my legs, Ethan finally positioned himself at my entrance. “Where do you want my cock?“He leaned forward and whispered.
“In my pussy,” I twisted my head so that I could look at him. Locking my eyes onto his piercing green ones, I said, “Please.”
It’s like I was possessed.
Ethan slowly rubbed the tip up and down my slit, teasing me. “Do you like how that feels?”
“Yes.” I breathed. “I love your cock. I love when you’re fucking me. I love you!”
He didn’t warn me before shoving his full length inside of me.
“FUCK!” I screamed out in pleasure, throwing my head back. My fingertips gripped the sheets as Ethan gripped my waist and continued to thrust into me over and over again. Once he had established a rhythm, he moved one hand to grip my hair while the other was still securely wrapped around my waist.
“You like being fucked like this.” Ethan growled, his breath coming out quicker. “Don’t you, McKenzie.”
“Yes, what?” He asked, stilling for a moment.
“Yes, sir!” I gritted.
“Good girl,” He growled, his hand slapping my ass as he began to pound into me again – this time even harder than before. A moment later, he pulled me up so that my back was against his chest. Burying his face in the crook of my neck, he continued to thrust into me as he used one hand to reach over and pinch my nipple.
“Yes – just like that!”
“Oh go – Ethan that feels so good!” Soon, my legs started to shake from the overwhelming sensation and I felt myself coming apart before him.
Ethan didn’t give me much time to recover before pulling out and maneuvering himself on the bed. Laying down on his back, he pulled me on top of him so that I was straddling his waist – his throbbing cock slippery against my wet lips. “I want to see your face when you ride me.”
Guiding him inside of me, I slowly lowered myself down on his length. Ethan pulled me in for a kiss, his tongue lightly tracing my lips before capturing them with his own. One of his hands slid to the back of my neck and curled in my hair, while the other gently rested on my ass.
“Move, baby,” Ethan instructed against my lips. He then locked his arms around my waist, sinking his teeth into my bottom lip and pulling gently. I moaned in response, opening my mouth to him as I began to rock my hips back and forth. As his tongue continued probed every inch of my mouth, I eagerly kissed him back.
“I love you, baby.” He murmured against my lips. I groaned when he spanked me again, my ass turning bright red. I continued to pick up speed, bouncing up and down his cock – my nails digging into his shoulder, causing him to groan.
“Ethan,” I moaned, as his mouth found its way to my hardened peaks. His teeth grazed my nipple, his tongue flicking from one aching bud to the other.
“Beg me to let you cum.” He pulled away from my erect nipple to whisper in my ear. His hands found their way to my waist and he began controlling my movements. I looked down at him, licking my lips. His forest-green eyes stared into my brown ones intently, as if memorizing the sight before him.
“Please Ethan, fuck me harder. Yes – bury your cock inside of me. Let me cum, please.” I bit down on my lip, hard, trying to focus on anything other than how good he felt inside of me. I could feel my orgasm building, and I desperately wanted a release. “I’m so close – please baby!”
Ethan gripped my hips, thrusting harder into me from below. “Cum.” His raspy voice was enough to send me over the edge.
“Harder... yes – oh god, yes!” I continued to scream, cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples as my juices flowed all over his cock.
“Fuck, McKenzie.” Ethan groaned before giving me one last thrust. Collapsing onto his chest, I didn’t move from where I lay on top of him – his cock still inside me.
“I can’t wait to marry you tomorrow.” He began to kiss my neck, gently sucking on the spot just above my collarbone. “You’re mine, baby. Always and forever.”
Always and forever.
As those words echoed in my mind, Ethan gently wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss of my forehead. I simply nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
The next morning, Megan and Zoey let themselves in using the spare key Zoey had. At exactly 8 AM on the dot, the two of them were pulling the covers off my body and threatening to get a bucket of water if I didn’t wake up. Luckily, after Ethan and I took a shower last night, I put on real clothing.
Speaking of Ethan - he was already gone by the time I was fully awake, and Megan and Zoey had free reign to take over the house and help me get ready.
Who would have thought I’d ever get married again, I thought as I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.
Our wedding ceremony had been an intimate church gathering, followed by the reception downtown. As soon as we finished cutting the cake, Ethan didn’t waste any time before whisking me away to the honeymoon suite he booked for the night.
“Are you ready, Mrs. Thomas?” He asked from the doorway. My eyes found his in the mirror, and I gave him a small smile.
I was more than ready.
“Yes, Mr. Thomas.” I teased, bumping my shoulder with his as I slipped past him. However, Ethan was much quicker than me and grabbed my wrist before I could get very far. Pulling me against his chest, he wrapped his arms around my waist and tilted his head down.
“I’m going to enjoy an entire week alone with you on the beach.” He mumbled against my earlobe, his hot breath tickling me. “No distractions. Nothing.”
Heat coursed through my veins and excitement bubbled in the pit of my stomach. Looking up at Ethan, his lips hovered above mine and I closed the distance between us – crashing my lips against his.
“I can’t wait,” I mumbled.
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