Chapter 9

CHAPTER 9

Trigger

S he's being awfully quiet. I'm not sure what Mom said to her at the end, but whatever it was, I don't think it's sitting well. I just hope Mom didn't say something to scare my girl off. She has no idea how fragile Nicky is at the moment and no clue what Nick went through. I didn't have the full picture when I told Mom what had happened. Now, I do and now I have a better understanding of Nicky's fears. Fears I was trying to help her overcome by having her meet my mom.

"Why'd you take me there, Trigger?"

Her voice pulls me out of the rabbit hole I had just found myself in. I glance over at my girl and am nervous by what I see. It feels like those walls may be building back up, and I'm hoping like hell I didn't make a mistake. I honestly thought I could make her see how life can still go on after love, but maybe it was too much too soon. Or maybe my mom was in her ear about marriage and the grandbabies she desperately wants, and the idea was too overwhelming for my angel to handle at the moment.

"I wanted you to see that happiness can still exist after losing someone you love, babe. My mom was devastated when my dad died. No one can deny it was hard on her. It was hard on all of us. But she realized, a lot sooner than me, that dad would have wanted her to carry on and live her life. He would have wanted her to be happy and to enjoy all the moments she has left. And that's what she's done. She may have some sad days from time to time, especially those special dates like anniversaries and Dad's birthday, but she always swears that the pain she feels is worth it because the love they had was so incredible. She tells me a few sad days are good for the soul because they just mean you appreciated all of the time you had with the one you lost. So, I guess I wanted you to see that even under the worst circumstances, it's possible to smile again."

"I need you to pull over, Trigger." Her demand comes out almost frantic and the panic hits me in the chest.

No! Fuck. No! I think I pushed too far. She's going to run. I slowly pull my truck off to the side of the road and put the thing in park. I'm tempted to hold down the lock button so she can't get out of my vehicle. But if she runs, I'll be chasing her anyway. I turn in my seat, ready to beg for her to stay, ready to apologize for taking her home with me. Ready to do whatever it takes to fix what I've done, but I don't get a chance to speak.

"Your mom loves you, Trigger." She turns her body to face mine, and the tears I see in her eyes splinter my heart. "She told me that if I wasn't ready, not to lead you on. She doesn't want you to get hurt."

No. Mom. How could she push her? It's because she didn't know. Dammit. I shouldn't have taken Nick there today. I shouldn't have introduced her until I'd gotten to inform my mother so she'd know to keep her mouth shut. Shit.

"Babe," I start, but she grips my hand and stops me before I can argue my point and let her know that Mom doesn't have all the facts so she shouldn't have said what she did.

"No, please let me finish, Trigger. I don't want to lose my nerve to do this."

My heart is literally falling apart, knowing exactly what's coming next. I close my eyes to keep the damn tears from slipping free and brace my head against the back of my seat. When I suddenly feel her legs settle over my lap, I open my eyes to find her watching me. The look on her face is killing me. She's nervous about what she's about to say. She doesn't want to end things, but she doesn't want to hurt me either. For the first time in my life, I feel like I'm not going to get what I want. Not unless I can somehow make a miracle happen.

"Trigger, when I made my vow not to be with a man, I did it to keep myself from getting hurt. The thing is…" She stops, taking a breath, like she's trying to find the courage to speak. I reach out and touch her cheek, wanting to give her the comfort she needs to continue. For as much as I hate what's coming next, I hate seeing her struggling with her emotions and the nerves gripping her.

"The thing is, Trigger, I never considered my happiness. Before you came into my world, I was living but I wasn't loving life. Things were good. But nothing…nothing was great. Over the last month, since I've been with you, life hasn't just been great, it's been incredible. To the point that I know if I ever lost you, like I thought I had, I'd be devastated, which I was."

She takes another long shuddering breath and my heart is waiting on bated beats to hear the rest of what she has to say.

"What I realized today from your mom is that no matter how much time we get with the ones we love, every moment is worth it. I love you with all my heart, Connor Jordan Shaw, and what we have would be worth it. So, I'd rather take all the moments I can get with you, however many there will be, than live a lifetime alone without you. I don't want to live in the past anymore. I don't want to be controlled by my fears anymore. I want to build a future and make our own special memories together. I want to marry you, Trigger. I want it all. And I don't want to wait. I want to start making our dreams come true now. So, Connor Jordan Shaw, will you mar…"

I cut her off with my mouth, not only needing to have my lips on hers to seal this moment with a kiss, but also needing to be the one making this memory right. I want to be the one asking for her hand in marriage. Call me old-fashioned, but I want to be the one to claim my woman.

"Baby." I pull back and grip onto her cheeks. Her eyes flutter open as she tries to come back into focus. I love the fact that I can kiss her into a stupor. And as soon as she gives me the answer I'm looking for, I plan on locking my lips to hers for as long as she can stand without oxygen.

"I would be the luckiest man alive to be able to have you by my side for the rest of my days, which I hope are a fucking lot, because I want it all with you, too, babe. The marriage, the family, getting to share every special moment with the woman I'm so madly in love with. So, will you do me the greatest honor and marry me, Nichole Lauren Price?"

I shift and dig out the ring I have tucked inside my pocket. The ring my dad had given my mom to seal their undying love. Mom always told me she wanted me to have it when I met my one, and so I finally claimed it from her today. I was going to hold on to it until the time was right, which I had no idea was going to be this very moment.

I reach for my girl's hand. "Say you'll be mine, baby, because I'll always be yours."

She watches as I slide the solitaire diamond band down her finger, and the tears slip down her cheeks. These tears I'm not worried about because I know there's nothing but happiness and love in each little droplet running down her beautiful face.

"Yes, I will marry you!" The smile she gives me is breathtaking right before she grabs my head and pulls me back in for another kiss, which takes my breath away. This time, I don't stop. This time, I kiss her until she's moaning and grinding her little bottom all over my cock. This time, I kiss her into a frenzy of need.

"I need you, Trigger. I want you inside me. To feel us locked together. Please. Tell me I can have it."

I groan at her needy little pleas and my dick answers for me. "Like I said, babe. All you have to do is ask." I make quick work of freeing my cock from my pants and then I make quick work of ripping her panties from under her skirt, thanking the heavens that she chose the denim skirt over leather pants today. As soon as she's lined up above me, she starts to sink down. Her head falls back onto her shoulders and she groans as each inch of my stiff cock disappears into her tight, wet heat. Damn. I had no idea what the word incredible truly meant until this very moment.

As soon as she's fully seated on me, she lets out a satisfied moan. "Wow, I've never been so full."

Yeah, well, that's music to my ears, because those dildos I got a brief look at were huge, but then again, my dick is pretty damn big. I should be jealous that the plastic toys she plays with already took her cherry, but I'm thankful she's not in any pain right now and that I don't have to hold back. I grip onto her hips and lift her up before I slam her right back down, jolting all of her senses awake, especially the ones buried deep inside her tight center.

"Yes," she cries out. I can tell she wants more, so I do it again. And again. And again. Slamming into her and fucking her harder than any toy can. When I feel her begin to clench around my girth and squeeze me even tighter, I place my thumb over her clit and rub her swollen bean fast, giving her everything her body needs and sending her straight into her orgasm.

The vision of her coming apart in front of me has my dick coming all up inside her womb. Maybe I should have pulled out because given my girl hasn't been with a man and didn't plan on ever being with one, I'm not sure she's on the pill. Not that I'd be at all upset if a Connor Jr. came along but I don't want to move too fast with my girl. She still needs to be in the driver's seat. She may want to get married and be excited about our future together, but she may not be ready for kids yet. And I don't want to do anything until she's ready.

"That was amazing, Trigger." I smile at my sweet girl, as she sits back and looks into my eyes, finally coming out of her haze of pleasure.

"It was, babe."

"It's never been like that with my toys."

Better not have been. My possessiveness wants to tell her she's going to be throwing all those damn toys of hers away because I'm not sharing her pussy anymore, but I refrain from saying something that might cause us to get into a fight right now because those damn toys are part of her job. But when the time is right, I'll be taking on that fight and showing her that the make-up sex can be even hotter.

"You better say that, babe. I'd be a bit burned if a piece of plastic fucked you better than me."

"Mmm…that gives me an idea," she purrs and wiggles around on my lap again, and I definitely like where this is going. "We should make a mold out of your cock and turn it into a dildo. Then all the women out there can experience this incredible dick of yours."

What the fuck? I'm not sharing my dick with other women. It's for my girl only.

"Not happening, baby. He's only for you to play with."

"Yeah, but what if I wanted to play with it, too. What if I wanted to have one of you in my mouth, with the other in my pussy? Or what if I want to have one of you in the front and the other in the back? Or what if I wanted you in all three of my holes at the same time?"

Hot fucking damn. My girl's got a real good point. The image she's conjured up for me reminds me of the other night when I walked in on her riding that saddle. Yeah, she could be riding me, while sucking me, and I could be watching from the back as I pounded deep into her ass. Maybe I like the fucking idea after all.

"How about this? You can make a mold of my dick, but it's only for you. Not to be sold in stores."

To this, she nods and smiles. "Deal. Now, can we do that again because my pussy wants more of you."

I think my girl has gotten the hang of asking for what she wants. Pretty soon, she'll learn she doesn't have to ask, she can just take anything from me, because I'll gladly give her everything.

"We sure as hell can, babe. You're in the driver's seat, remember? You go as fast or as slow as you want."

And damn does my girl break the fucking speed limit as she takes me for a ride and bounces on my cock like she's driving fast over a highway lined with speed bumps.

The soft touch of her fingers running over my chest has my dick stirring again. Damn. She rode me twice in the truck. Then I pounded her twice when we got back, and now my dick's already throbbing at the sack, ready to be requested for his service again.

"Can we get married at Trigger's?" Her question pulls me from my dick's one-track mind and I lift my girl's chin up to see her face. I want to make sure her request isn't just for me.

The truth I see makes me fall that much harder in love because I'll get to have my dad with me on my big day after all. "That'd be special, babe."

She smiles warmly like I just made her so happy, when really, she just made another dream of mine come true.

"Can we get married next weekend?"

I can't help but chuckle at my impatient little vixen who went from zero to hundred in the span of a day. Not that I'm complaining. I'm ready to get to the good stuff and start making our life together. I've been alone long enough, and have been awaiting the day to make my soul mate officially mine. Yeah, I believe in that shit through and through, but only because I know that's what my parents are to each other, and now that I've met Nicky, I feel it with every part of my being. She's my mate all right, but not just in this life, for eternity. Because even after I'm taken from this great earth, I'm still going to be loving this woman. That's for damn sure.

"We definitely can, baby. Whatever you want, it's yours."

She sits up and gives me a wicked little grin and a kiss that is just as wicked and has my dick getting excited again. When she starts scooting down my body, he knows exactly what she's after and is definitely not going to tell her no. I watch as her eyes study my cock and become smoldering, like she's flirting with him before she approaches. He flirts right back by flexing his muscle and making himself stand tall and proud in her direction, but then he gets a little too enamored by her attention and drools a little at his slit. He'd be embarrassed about the mess he just made from nothing but a look, but when she swipes in and licks the cum away with her tongue, he is anything but ashamed of himself. He's so damned pleased, he gives her more.

Her little tongue starts exploring every part of my tip before she moves down and explores every vein running along my shaft and every inch of its thickness. When she slides her mouth down even further and nibbles at my balls, holy hell, I nearly explode. "I love these," she purrs through her lips as she suckles on my skin and then draws my sack into her mouth. "I love how sensitive they are." Oh, she has no idea. I'm about to erupt all over myself if she keeps that up.

She releases them and nibbles her way back up the underside of my meat and when she gets back to the top and sees the mess I've once again made of myself, she sucks me into her mouth and tries to pull even more from me with the suction of her lips, the hollow of her cheeks, and that seeking little tongue of hers. And as soon as she starts swallowing me whole and groaning like she can't get enough, like she's starved for it, I give her exactly what her hot needy mouth is begging for. I come shooting down the back of her throat as my orgasm rocks my body.

Damn. My girl has one hungry mouth and I am definitely going to enjoy feeding her appetite. I know I'm going to enjoy everything with her, even arguing with her, because the making up will be damn worth the fight. Everything is worth it when it comes to my girl.