Chapter Twenty-One

~ Beck ~

I glanced up when Scotty walked into our new master bedroom. "Everyone settled?"

Scotty nodded as he reached up to loosen his tie and then pull it off. He tossed onto a chair near the door. "Spencer said Dad is resting comfortably and should be good for the rest of the night."

"That's good."

That had been one of Scotty's biggest worries.

"I talked with Chelsea," I told him. "She said they made it out of Texas just fine. The driver said they should be here in about two days."

"Do you know why she had to stay behind?"

"She wanted to stop and see her grandmother."

"Her parents passed away a few years ago, didn't they?"

I nodded. "Yeah, when she was like fifteen or something. She was raised by her grandmother after that, which is why she wanted to stop and see her. She's pretty close to her grandmother."

"I can understand that. Even if my dad is still around, I still miss my grandparents a lot."

"I never knew mine," I admitted. "They passed away before I was born, both sides."

Scotty was unbuttoning the sleeves of his shirt when I said that. He glanced up and stared at me for a moment before walking over to sit on the side of the bed. "Are you going to be okay with leaving your family behind?"

"I thought you were my family now?" I asked with a small smirk.

"I am," Scotty replied, "but..."

"Family should be who you make it, not who you are forced to accept and the family we were born with suck. I'd much rather build a family we can be proud of instead of one we have to hide from."

Scotty smiled at me and then glanced down to start unbuttoning his shirt. "I think building a family is a good idea. When we eventually have kids of our own, they will have a lot of uncles."

"And one aunt," I said before grinning. "One very adorable aunt who has already agreed to be a surrogate for us when we decide the time is right to start out family."

Scotty's head snapped up. "What?"

"Yeah, Chelsea and I already talked about it. She said when we were ready to start a family, she would carry a kid for us, one for you and one for me, but she did demand two years between the two pregnancies so her body had time to recover."

"We never really talked about having kids," Scotty said. "You really want them?"

I grabbed the edges of Scotty's shirt and pulled him closer. "I know we never really talked about it, but I think starting a family with you would be a dream come true. Is that something you might want?"

Instead of answering me, Scotty lunged forward and started kissing me. I accepted the passionate kiss for a moment before pressing my hands to his naked chest and pushing him away enough that I could breathe.

"You didn't answer me."

"Yes, I did," Scotty replied.

I frowned.

Scotty's eyebrows wagged. "If we're going to have a baby, I need to practice knocking you up."

I started to laugh, but my lips were soon covered once again and I was kissed to with an inch of my life. I wouldn't have minded, but we were in a brand new apartment with people we didn't really know that well.

I pushed at Scotty's chest until he leaned back out of the way and then rolled to the side of the bed. I walked across the room, turned the lock on the door, and then turned to look at my husband.

I started unbuttoning my shirt, grinning when I heard Scotty's deep inhale. It was good to know I affected him so much. I pulled my shirt off and dropped it on the floor.

The look of pure lust on Scotty's stunned face made my cock harden right up. The thick arousal Scotty was putting off would have done it if the look hadn't. Scotty wanted me and he didn't even attempt to hide it.

I slowly walked across the room. I could feel Scotty's hungry eyes devouring me with every step. I watched the desire burning in Scotty's eyes start to combust as I dragged my hands down my chest.

Scotty took in every move I made.

I tweaked my nipples, groaning as pleasure shot through my body when I tugged on them. My cock throbbed in my jeans, pounding against my zipper. I slowly moved my hands down my chest until I reached the button and zipper that opened my pants. I saw Scotty swallow hard as I pulled the button free then slowly lowered the zipper.

"You want to touch me."

It wasn't a question, but Scotty nodded rapidly anyway. I grinned as I kicked my shoes off and then pulled the edges of my pants aside, barring my hard aching cock to Scotty one slow inch at a time.

By the time my cock popped free and I could push my jeans down my legs, Scotty was biting his lip so hard I thought it might start to bleed. His eyes were riveted on my thick cock.

I reached down and grabbed my cock, giving myself a couple of firm strokes. "Do you like that?"

Scotty nodded again. The man seemed beyond speech at the moment.

I continued to slowly stroke my cock as I reached out and stuck my fingers into Scotty's mouth. I groaned when Scotty whimpered and sucked them into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the tips.

"Do you want to fuck me, Scotty?" I blinked in surprise when Scotty growled. "I guess you do." When Scotty started to reach for me, I held up my hand to stop him. "Get rid of the clothes first."

I was amazed at how quickly Scotty stripped his clothes off, although I doubted they would ever be useable again. They were torn to shreds. When Scotty went to reach for me again, I stopped him for a second time.

"Get the lube. It's in my suitcase."

Scotty raced to the dresser where my suitcase was and started searching through it. He was taking so long I almost went to help him. Scotty finally grabbed the lube, and hurried back to the bed, holding it out to me.

Something possessive and scorching ignited in Scotty's grey eyes as he stared down at me. His touch was feather light, worshiping as they moved gently across my skin. The awe in Scotty's expression took my breath away.

"You're mine, Beck, my husband, my love, my everything," Scotty whispered before pressing a kiss against my skin. "And I will love you until the day I die."

"Scotty." I slid my hand along the rough stubble on Scotty's jaw line. "I love you, too, Scotty."

Scotty let out a small whimper. Before I could draw in a breath, Scotty's lips covered mine once again, the man's tongue pressing in to explore and conquer. I melted into Scotty's embrace, my body tingling with need.

Scotty's hand trailed down my side before moving around to grab my ass. "Need you, baby. Need to feel you wrapped around me. Spread your legs."

Was he serious?

I was supposed to move?

To function?

My brains had melted out my ears.

I blinked in surprise when Scotty pushed my legs apart. Apparently, he was serious. I dug my fingers into Scotty's shoulders, holding on just a bit tighter. I shook every time Scotty touched me.

I was coming apart.

"Scotty!" I cried out when a thick finger breached my ass and began to move.

"What do you need, baby?" Scotty instantly stilled and hovered over the top of me.

"You."

Scotty's finger pushed into my ass again, the man grabbing my cock at the very same time. I cried out and bucked, unsure if I wanted to push back against the invasion thrusting into my ass or drive my cock through the fist slowly driving me out of my mind.

"Keep your arms wrapped around my neck, baby."

I shot Scotty a worried look as I did as directed.

He was giving orders again.

What part of melted brain didn't he get?

"There you go," Scotty crooned as he pushed a second finger deep inside of my ass, and then a third, thrusting them in and out, spreading them, and rubbing against my sweet spot.

My head fell back, the intense burning warring with the pleasure shooting through my body at lightning speed. I almost couldn't keep up with the exquisite sensations flooding my system, one right after the other.

"Look at you," Scotty whispered hoarsely, "Look how sexy you are."

Looking deep into Scotty's blue eyes, I could believe what the man was saying to me. There was no way Scotty could look at me with such burning intensity without there being some truth behind his words.

I kept one arm wrapped around Scotty's neck. With the other one, I reached up and cupped the side of his face, drawing the man's lips down to mine. Scotty's hot breath blew across my face as our lips met. The kiss was surprisingly sweet considering how erotic every other touch between us was.

"I need to be yours," I whispered against Scotty's lips. "Make me yours."

"You are mine," Scotty replied as his eyes bored into mine. "You will always be mine."

I inhaled sharply when Scotty's fingers pulled out of my ass. I felt hollow, empty. I almost cried out in protest until I was lifted and turned, and then settled on my hands and knees. Scotty's large hand grabbed the nape of my neck, pressing my head down toward the mattress. His other hand lifted my ass up into the air.

It was not a dignified position.

"Scot—oh god!" I bit into the blanket as the head of Scotty's cock pushed against my tight ring of muscles. Scotty slowly eased his thick length inside of my ass, stretching me until pleasure held me immobile.

I might have whimpered.

I had an excuse. I was pretty sure I had died and gone to heaven. I changed my mind a moment later when Scotty lifted me, pulling me back until my back was flush with his chest. I slid down, Scotty's rock hard cock impaling me inch by glorious inch.

"God, baby," Scotty whispered in my ear, "the way you feel wrapped around my cock."

The body at my back shook as if it took every ounce of Scotty's control not to move.

While I appreciated the man's restraint… "Scotty, please." I clenched my inner muscles, digging my fingers into the arm wrapped around my chest. "Move."

"Are you sure that is what you want?" The sensual growl in Scotty's voice rolled through me, followed quickly by pure ecstasy as the man thrust up, driving his cock just that much deeper into my ass.

I hissed as I spread my legs, settling across Scotty's thighs even more, the only thing holding me up was the hand wrapped around my chest and the cock in my ass.

I dropped my head back onto Scotty's shoulder, moaning as my insides clenched and my muscles locked into place.

Scotty sucked and licked erotically at the tender skin of my neck and shoulder. The sensation only made my cock harder, throbbing more

Scotty's arm tightened around my waist, holding me tight as he moved his hips, thrusting harder and deeper. His other hand wrapped around my cock, stroking me from root to tip again.

"You're going to come for me, aren't you, baby." It wasn't a question. It was a statement of pure fact. The man was confident in his statement because he knew I couldn't resist his touch.

Scotty's hips continued to move, driving his cock in and out of my ass, filling me, stretching me, until I was ready to do anything the man wanted.

"Scotty," I moaned.

"That's it, baby," Scotty encouraged. "Come on my cock."

I screamed as my world went white hot. I couldn't stop the boiling pressure that tightened my body. The hard, piercing pleasure and pain was too much for me to take for long.

I was insane with the burning ecstasy spearing through my body at an alarming rate. I moved against Scotty, urging the man on until his thrusts were powerful strokes inside of me. Scotty was fucking me hard and fast, the man groaning, praising, and groaning more as I tightened around him.

When I climaxed, I wailed, my inner muscles tightening on Scotty's shaft even further, my ass milking the cock possessing me until I heard Scotty's shattered groans and felt the hard, spurting jets of cum filling me.

My orgasm shuddered through me, over and over. My muscles clenched on Scotty's cock inside of me, making Scotty jerk against me, until he fell against me gasping, boneless.

Scotty gently rolled us to our sides, his arms keeping trapped against his thicker body. His lips caressing my temple before he whispered, "Love."

It was enough.