Changing His Game (30 page)

"Shh, let me take care of you," I whisper as I kiss his lips urgently. I continue to stroke him, teasing his piercing between strokes. He groans into my mouth and then tilts his head back against the couch. I take the opportunity to kiss his jaw, his chin, and his neck.

I feel him harden further underneath my palm before he groans and I feel warm cum cover my hand. I smile up at him, his eyes still closed as he enjoys his release. I get up and give him a chaste kiss on the lips before ducking into the bathroom to wash my hand. Usually, I'd lick him off me, but that will just turn me on and make me want to do things we can’t do with my family under the same roof.

I come back to the living room and Jared is staring into the fireplace with a goofy grin on his face. I sit back down next to him and watch him. After a few seconds he turns to me, looking serious, too serious. His gray eyes burn into mine and he holds my hands in his.

"Marry me?"

I stare at him dumbfounded. Is he really asking me this at three a.m. in the morning? "Um..."

"Marry me, today. I don't have a ring for you and I know this isn't well thought out, but, really, what part of our relationship has been? We can get a ring and go to the courthouse to get married. Your dad can give you away. My family can attend. I just, I was watching you today with me and with both of our families, and I couldn't imagine spending another day without you as my wife. I want you with me, in my life, as my partner, and in my bed forever. Not many women would be okay with having a boyfriend who watches and produces porn for a living, but you accept me just the way I am and I accept you the same way. I'll make you so happy and love you everyday for the rest of our lives if you just-"

"Yes," I cry out. Tears falling down my face. "Yes, I'll marry you."

"Fuck, yes," he yells and scoops me up into his arms, twirling me around in the living room as I giggle in his embrace.

The hallway light turns on and my parents appear at the end of the hall in their pajamas. "Everything okay, pumpkin?" My dad asks me. Apparently we were too loud in our celebration.

"Everything’s great," I say happily, the tears still flowing from my eyes.

"Sir, your daughter, your beautiful, intelligent, funny, brilliant daughter just agreed to marry my dumb ass, and I couldn't be happier."

My mother gasps and my father mumbles something under his breath, before Jared sets me down on the floor and my parents give us their congratulations. We tell them our plans of getting married today and after their initial shock, my mother starts immediately throwing a few plans together.

We never do get to go to bed, and by breakfast we have a wedding planned and a hotel booked for our honeymoon night.

My father ran out to get bagels earlier, so we're all eating quickly before getting ready for the big day.

Apparently this is the last time I am allowed to see Jared before the wedding, so my parents and sister give us a few minutes in the kitchen alone. Jared's leaning against the counter top and I walk over to him and hug him tightly. I haven’t had any time to be nervous, but if I were nervous, Jared's arms would ease any fear I have.

"I love you, Billy. I will love you for the rest of my life."

"I love you, too."

★★★

The wedding is a quick ceremony, given by the justice of peace at the courthouse. My parents, Winnie, Scott, the rest of Jared's brothers, Jared's sister-in-law, Angela, his parents, Kelly, and Tawny are all in attendance. It's not the type of ceremony little girls dream of, but it's perfect for us.

I wear a simple white dress Tawny produced out of nowhere. It's beautiful and fits perfectly so I don’t even ask her where she found it. Sometimes it's better not to know. Jared wears a black suit, no tie and his collar undone. His hair is still buzzed close to his head; both of us really love the shaved look.

The one thing that made our wedding perfect was our vows. Neither of us had time to write them so it came from the heart, and what we were feeling in that moment.

"Autumn, I vow to love you and cherish you forever. Not just in this life, but in the afterlife, too. I'll follow you anywhere and worship you for the goddess you are. You've completely changed my outlook on life and made it better. You've given me things, shown me love I never imagined someone could feel for me. You love me unconditionally, through the good and the bad, and I love you just the same.

"I promise to let you win all of our fights, even if it kills me inside because I'm right. I promise to never go to bed angry with you, I'm willing and selfless enough to have wild make up sex with you to accomplish this."

I laugh at him as a tear slides down my cheek.

"I promise to let you have the last slice of pizza, to leave the toilet seat down, to consult you in all decisions regarding the two of us, and to stay faithful to you. I know you wonder how I can give up the lifestyle I loved so much, but you don't see yourself the way I do. I met you and you flipped my world upside down. You made me see all the things I wanted for my future, and the best part is you had no idea you changed me.

"I look at you and everything suddenly feels right. Just your presence comforts me. Just your touch can ignite a flame inside me, and only your love can heal the fire. I'll never want another woman again, because you're my other half, my soul, and I promise to continue to show you that for the rest of my life. I want you to never doubt my love for you because no one has ever loved a woman as much as I love you. I love you, Autumn Idol Adams."

"I love you, too," I whisper, sobbing happy tears.

"Jared, from the moment I met you I felt an instant attraction. I was drawn to you and I couldn't control it. It wasn't just your looks, it was an internal chemistry drawing me to you. You've shown me so much kindness and love since that first night I walked into your house, and I hope to make you feel the same way.

"I vow to love and cherish you, too. I'd go anywhere with you, for you, and because of you. You've been my rock, my solace, and my best friend. I guess that's the real trick, that's what makes me a winner, because I get to marry my best friend. My love for you is all consuming. If you only knew the depths of how I feel about you, or how much I think about you, it might just scare you off. I'm so in love with you and I don't ever see that changing.

"You're right, I don't know why you picked me, but I'll be forever grateful you did. You changed my life for the better and opened my eyes to what love really is.

"I promise to love you, consult in you, fight with you, make love to you, respect you, and share my day with you. I promise to be your rock, your shoulder to lean on, and continue to be your best friend. In good times and in bad, I will always be there for you, Jared. You're my world, and I promise to make you feel that for the rest of our lives. Eternity isn't a long enough time to spend with you, but I guess it will have to do. I love you, Jared Stanley Reynolds."

Jared leans in until his lips are at my ear, "You want to be mine forever?"

I move to look up at his sparkling gray eyes and smile at him before whispering, "I'm already yours forever, just now it's official."

This is our small private moment, the one thing our families can't hear and I love that we got to share something between just the two of us.

When the ceremony is over we have dinner with everyone in attendance at an Italian restaurant before parting ways. We drive to The Four Seasons where Jared rented the honeymoon suite. We take the elevator up to our room. The smile on my face has been there since we said our vows. I've never been happier in my entire life. Jared's my husband and best friend. All those other girls may be able to lust after him for the rest of their lives, thanks to the power of the internet, but I get the real thing.

Strawberries and Champagne are waiting for us in the room, but we can get to that later. Right now I need my man.

"Come here, Mr. Reynolds."

"Yes, Mrs. Reynolds."

He walks to me and kisses me adoringly on my lips.

"So, will I be referred to as Mrs. Boner when we're in public," I mumble against his lips.

Jared chuckles and pulls away, "The only way the word boner and you will be used in a sentence, is if I'm the one saying it to you."

He pulls his suit jacket off and starts to unbutton his dress shirt, "I got a wedding gift for you."

I look up at him, excited. "You did? What did you get me?"

He pulls off his dress shirt and then pulls the white undershirt off that was underneath his clothing, revealing his amazing tattooed chest.

"I had a few hours to kill while you got ready, and I've actually had this planned for a while," he says, pulling me into the bedroom of our hotel suite. He turns me around and slowly unzips my dress, lifting it up and over my head. I turn and face him and his eyes practically bug out of their sockets.

I'm wearing a white corset, matching panties, and thigh highs attached to a garter belt. "Is this my wedding gift?"

"Yes, do you like it?"

"I love it," he says huskily, before devouring my mouth with his. I push against him, breaking the kiss. I'm just as eager as he is to start our wedding night, but I want to see what his gift is to me.

"You can have my gift as soon as you show me yours."

"Oh, I'll show you mine," he says suggestively and starts to unbuckle his belt.

"You know what I mean."

"Okay, okay... but as soon as I show you, I'm spreading you wide and tasting my gift."

"I can't wait." I can feel myself getting wet just talking about it.

"Like I was saying earlier, I had a few hours to kill so I called up my buddy, the one who's given me most of my tats, and told him I needed one as soon as possible. He came by and did me up and it's my favorite tat to date."

I look over his body, but I don't see any bandage. "Where's your bandage?"

"I'm not ever covering this tat up unless it's with clothing. So, babe, come and find it."

I walk over and search his body for new ink. His arms look the same, I walk around to his back, but I see no new ink. I make my way back to his stomach and chest and gasp when I see his new tattoo. The tattoo artist has somehow mended his broken heart tattoo, and in the middle of it are the words "
Autumn's Bitch
".

I laugh and look up into his smoldering gray eyes, "I believe the original said 'Billy's Bitch'."

"You got to tweak yours, so I tweaked mine."

"I love it," I bring my hand out to delicately trace over the script on his chest. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

We make love several times that night, careful of Jared's new tattoo. Jared falls asleep before me and I just stare down at him for several minutes, in awe of my life. I feel like the luckiest person on the planet. I've found my soul mate, my sexual and spiritual counterpart. It doesn't matter how we got here just as long as we get to stay this happy forever.

As I watch my husband sleep peacefully, his chest moving up and down from each breath, I know I will stand by him for the rest of our lives, support him in every endeavor. He's my heart and I'll love him forever.

The End

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Chapter One

Dibs

“I’m going to leave now,” I yell from the front door of my parent’s home.

It’s Friday morning and I’ve been in my parent’s home for two days. I came home to visit my mother for her birthday. I don’t even know why I try. She’s only said a handful of sentences to me in the last forty-eight hours.

I offered to take her out for dinner, have a spa day, or just chill out and have a movie marathon. She didn’t want to do any of those things, she wanted to just sit and stare out the window all day. She’s stuck in the past, unwilling to move on from her mistakes.

After hassling her a little more about choosing something to do, my mother reluctantly agreed on the movie marathon. I put on the latest blockbuster starring Matthew McConaughey, and joined her on the sofa in our family room. It was going great for the first fifteen minutes. Then she got up to make a cup of tea and never came back. Luckily, I had Piper there with me. We finished the movie without my mom, before starting our afternoon task of cleaning the house.

I hadn’t been home since Christmas and by the looks of the house, it hasn’t been cleaned since Christmas. I cleaned up month old take-out cartons, cigarettes overflowing the ashtrays, and dust in every crevice of the house. My mother had dirty laundry everywhere. It was just her clothes though; my father’s clothes seemed to get washed.

My father.

I haven’t seen him at all this visit. He works over eighty hours a week, not because he has to, but because he is dealing with my sister’s death in his own way. My mother lives inside her head, and my father works himself to death. No wonder I’m so fucked up.