“I don't think I can walk now,” she pants, and I laugh into the crook of her neck.
“You're mine, Nova. I was never going to leave you but our fate is sealed now. From the minute my feelings for you changed there was going to be no one else but you.”
“Is it weird that your possessiveness doesn't terrify me like it probably should,” she says smiling up at me.
“Just as long as you know that I will find you and love you in every lifetime.”
Slowly, I ease out of her, immediately regretting my decision to do so when we’re no longer connected. Looking at her swollen pussy, I’m transfixed, my cum leaking out of her and I’m compelled to scoop as much of it as I can back inside.
Next time.
Quickly racing into the bathroom, I wet a cloth with warm water, coming back into the room to find Nova spread on the bed still, a look of awe on her face.
“I did it Ace. We did it. The thing I thought I was never going to be able to do, I did it.”
Cleaning between her legs, I throw the cloth aside and retrieve an item from my romance suitcase.
“This might not be appropriate, but I really like them and in my defence, I was going to use it on our final night here but we’re celebrating so ...” Pulling the large confetti cannon out from behind my back, I twist it watching it explode into the room. Thousands of tiny rainbow tissue paper rain down on us and I dive onto the bed as she screams out in laughter, wrapped in my arms as we roll around.
“Why on earth did you bring that!”
“Think about it, is there ever a wrong moment for a confetti cannon?” I ask, laughing but being completely serious.
“Yes. What about a funeral?
“You mean a celebration of life?”
“A protest?”
“Celebration of speech.”
“Getting stung by a jellyfish?”
Grinning, I roll on top of her, trapping her in my arms as I say, “A celebration of having you pee on me.”
“Ace!” she squeals, trying to wiggle out of my hold, “I'm not going to pee on you.”
“Not even for a jellyfish sting?”
“Maybe for that but not any other time. Well, maybe in the shower or something but I draw the line at the bedspread.”
Chuckling at her response, she has no idea how proud I am of her and everything she's accomplished. “I love you, wife. This was to celebrate you and everything you’ve achieved,” I say, throwing a handful of confetti back into the air from where it had settled around us.
Chapter 39- Nova
Beautiful Crazy - Luke Combs?
For three whole days, we swam, ate, drank and christened almost every part of that cabin. I wanted to stay there forever and just live in our bubble but reality was calling and we needed to head back to Hidden Valley. I checked in with Lizzy again and other than my mother trying to contact her through Phillip, nothing was amiss.
Reaching over the centre console of Ace's truck, I take hold of his hand and we continue toward home. I'm a little nervous about how the next few minutes are going to play out because we haven't talked about what house we're moving into or if we’re even going to live together. We basically spent every night together anyway but now that we’re married, I want to make it permanent. I want to make a home with him.
Hitting the Woodman city centre I expect him to turn left at the volunteer fire station, to take the road up the mountain pass but he just continues on his way, past the police station and makes the turn onto Pops Street. Looking over at him, confused at why we're going to Pops, he just shrugs his shoulders and says, “I figured Seth might try put a hit out if I don't show him proof of life that we’re back.”
Rising my brows at his statement, I can't argue with his logic but I also love that he cares enough for my Pop to even think of doing it. Most people would just say to call when we’re home.
Pulling up to Pop’s house, I open the gate to the front lawn at the same time that he steps onto the porch. He advances toward me at such a rate you would think I had been gone far longer than the several days we were away for and I’m wrapped in a hug that only a dad can give.
“You miss me then?” I chuckle, turning my head to see Ace look at us with affection.