The Love of Lies

Again?

Ashton’s POV

I know how my brother feels about Julia, so I’m sure he’s got a car full of items she bought while they were away, thus, without being asked, I stand to help him bring it inside.

As soon as we’re outside, the man uses an arm to stop me from walking, likely because he knows what his unannounced return just interrupted.

“Did I see what I think I saw?” I move my brother’s arm, giving him a look that I hope answers his question because I’m not about to give him a definitive answer without knowing how Cori would feel about it first. He takes the hint, but he doesn’t drop the subject, something I would have found odd if he didn't have a good reason. “So, what's the plan for the future? Julia and I are having a celebratory dinner tomorrow night, but it’s a couple's kind of thing.”

“You can count us in.” There’s visible relief on my brother’s face, making me feel bad for pulling him into my drama. “And don’t worry, we’ll be there as a couple; hopefully a happy one.”

“Wow,” Troy whispers, sighing deeply. “I’m really going to be an uncle.” I chuckle at his joke, knowing that he’s likely taking my willingness to be in a relationship with Cori as a declaration of paternity, making me feel like I should have done this from before.

“I can’t wait to know what we're having,” I add, picking up two of the bags because I don’t want to make another trip.

“You’re screwed if it’s a girl.”

“The hell are you talking about?”

“Have you not seen the pictures of us in dresses? Mom is never going to let you touch her.” I hadn’t thought about that, but the statement puts a smile on my face.

My parents hoped that Troy would be a little girl, knowing that my mother was going to have a procedure done that would greatly impact her ability to conceive, but he wasn’t, and since her life was more important than their desire to have a daughter, they stopped trying.

Eventually though, my mother learned that having two children was more than enough, especially when Troy and I became old enough to get into trouble.

I’ll admit that I was the one who instigated a lot of it, but Troy was no saint, and I vividly remember him using my mother’s lipstick to draw on every surface of her bedroom.

We weren’t timeoutable kinds of kids either, so he definitely took a slipper to the thighs a few times before she sent us into our room for the remainder of the day.

As adults we learned that she didn’t try for a girl because she was terrified of having another son, and truthfully, I don’t blame her.

“You think a boy would be any different?” I finally reply, knowing that my mother is excited about being a grandmother in general; especially since she likes Cori as much as she does.

“Well then… Prepare yourself to come home and find your son wearing pink ruffles.” I chuckle at my brother’s joke, thinking back to the pictures he mentioned, and how our mother used them to keep us in check when we outgrew her. “So, you guys really watching a movie?”

“We may ‘start” watching one.” Again, I give my brother a telling look, hoping he takes the hint, and he does.

“Understood; I’ll get Julia to go to bed within an hour,” he continues. “I know that it’s been a while.” Troy knows that I don’t bring women home and I haven’t been sleeping at my apartment, which means in his mind that I’m celibate. “Wait a minute… I know that face…” He suddenly says, snapping me out of my very vivid thoughts of what I plan to do to and with Cori tonight. “When?”

“Keep your voice down,” I hiss, not wanting Cori to misunderstand. The door is already open, and sound tends to carry in the house at night.

We drop the bags in the foyer, but Troy picks one up and brings it to his new fiancé, making the girl gasp as she looks at it.

She bought gifts, I can tell by the urgency in her actions, and when I see how happy the baby clothes make Cori, I feel an intense sense of guilt.

I haven’t bought anything tangible for the woman, not a shirt, not a towel, not even soap, so I start looking up stores that sell things she may need now and will need soon.

“Okay,” Troy says, standing to usher his fiancé out of the room because she was about to start Cori on some random romance series that she recently discovered.

I don’t know how the women went from shirts, to college savings, to ‘you’d like this show,’ but it went fast, and based on the title of the drama, it would have ruined the mood I want to set.

“But we just came back. Cori and I want to spend time together.”

“You can see her in the morning.” I barely get to move when Cori actually stands and leaves, likely going to put her gifts away, so I wait for her, but after ten minutes, there’s no sign of the woman, so I go to her room, and respectfully knock.

“Why’d you ditch me?” I ask, pushing into the woman’s room as she backs away from the door. “I thought we had plans?”

“I-” I don’t give Cori a chance to say anything because I shut her up with a kiss.

I want her so bad that it hurts, and since she isn’t pulling away, I walk her toward her bed, and press her into the mattress.

“Again?” The woman whispers into my mouth, turning me on further.

I know that she’s asking me if we’re going to have s*x again, but it sounds like she’s asking me to do it again, so I choose to run with that theory.

I ease up on the woman just long enough to take our shirts off, then I crash back into her lips, taking a few breaks to kiss her neck and chest, knowing that she really likes that.

Again, I pull away from Cori, tugging off her shorts and underwear in one swift motion, but before she can press her thighs together in embarrassment, I grab them, kneeling in front of the woman whose eyes go wide.

“Ashton, please don-” Cori doesn’t get to finish her sentence because she’s immediately gasping, biting her knuckle to stop herself from making noise.

“Don’t do that.” I stopped just long enough to say that, and to pull Cori’s hand away from her face.

When I start again, the woman moans and whimpers in pleasure, squirming away from me as I bring her to her highest point and hold her there. I love the way she calls my name, and when she least expects it, I pull my tongue away and replace it with my extremely hard d*ck.

Again, she gasps, and I take the time to nibble on her chin, careful not to use too much force because I don’t want to leave marks.

As far as I’m concerned, Cori is mine, but I don’t know how she feels, so I want to keep our relationship private out of respect.

“You feel so f*cking good.” Because of the way Cori is holding me, I have to keep my body close to hers, so I’m using my hips to do all the work, which she’s clearly enjoying.

The last time we were together I had no intention of wearing the woman out; I just wanted to make her feel good, but tonight, I feel like I have something to prove.

Cori likes kissing, so she’s been pulling my face toward hers, and I’ve been allowing it, but I can’t f*ck her in this position, something I desperately want to do.

“Turn around,” I manage to say in between the meeting of our lips, and Cori quickly gets on all fours, almost as if she’s eager for what’s about to happen.

I grab the woman by the hips and slowly enter her body, begging my d*ck to cooperate, because aside from her physical beauty, Cori’s ass is one of her best ‘assets.’

Sadly, my mind and body are at odds, so I don’t get to do what I want before I flip the woman on her back again, going back to how we started because it was much slower, and much easier for me to stay in control.

I’m able to hold out for long enough for both of us to be covered in sweat, and when I finally allow myself to release, the woman grips my shoulders tightly, panting heavily before we exchange a few cold and dry kisses caused by our mouth breathing.

Cori’s arms suddenly go limp, making me chuckle because I know that she’s exhausted, and the shaking of her legs tell me that she’s the good type of tired.

I honestly wanted to take her back to my room, but asking her to get up right now is out of the question, so I help her under the covers and wrap a comforting arm around her body.

“Goodnight Ashton,” Cori whispers, turning to face me just enough for me to give her another kiss.

Something is different about tonight; I can't put my finger on it exactly, but it was noticeable, and I liked it.

It's funny how being in a good mood can affect the body, and before I realized that I’d even fallen asleep, I was waking up to Cori still wrapped in my arms.

This is the first time that I’ve woken up before her, telling me that either she was really tired, which is good, or that she’s comfortable.

Since I don’t have the courage to ask if I can touch her belly while she’s awake, I use the opportunity to cup the tiny bump, rubbing it gently because I don’t want to wake the woman, but I guess she’s a lighter sleeper than I am.

“That tickles,” she whispers, placing her hand above mine as she moves it to the part of her stomach that’s more rounded from pregnancy. Her belly isn’t huge, but it’s no longer small enough to be mistaken for overeating. “This area is becoming itchy,” she continues, prompting me to rub a little harder.

“Is there something we can get for it?”

“Mmhmm.” Cori is still sleepy, that’s obvious, but I want her to wake up because I need to tell her about dinner tonight, and because I want to take her to buy whatever she needs, starting with the stuff that will stop the itching.

“Julia and Troy are having a dinner to announce their engagement tonight. We’re going.”

“Okay,” she says without protest. “What time?”

“I’m not sure, but I want to go shopping with you.”

“Do I need to buy something to wear?”

“If you want, but I just want to start planning for the baby’s room.” Cori turns to face me, looking confused because this is the first mention of a baby's room that she’s ever heard.

The house is shaped like a capital I, and connects to the other guest house behind the main house on the estate. In the middle there’s a gym that will lead you out to the pool, but I know that Cori’s never ventured to that part of the house because my room is over there.

“I have an enclosed office space in my bedroom. Right now, it’s being used as extra closet space. I want to clear it out and furnish it as a nursery.”

“But that’s too far from my room.”

“Well… I was kind of hoping that you would move into my room with me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“Then… Okay.” I kiss Cori’s forehead, elated that she didn’t reject my offer.