"Loreley, if anyone is leaving this table, it’s going to be Aidan." I turned, glaring at his shocked face.
"How can you cast her aside? She is not her father, Aidan, regardless of things that she may or may not have done in the past. Loreley has been nothing but kind to me and, until I learn otherwise, she is welcome around me." I grasped Loreley's hand and heard a gasp. I turned to see Loreley had tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry." She hid her face with her hair as she patted her eyes with a napkin.
I patted her hand.
"Don't be sorry, Loreley. You may have done things but, to me, you aren't that person and you don't have to be. You can be you; the you that I know and love. You are not your father, regardless of what people have made you think and believe about yourself."
"Thank you." She choked out.
"I'm sorry." Aidan leaned forward and pressed his lips against my cheek, kissing it. "You’re right, she has been nothing but kind to you. Though it is not normal, she does seem different with you." Then he leaned forward so he could see Loreley. "I'm sorry to have made you uncomfortable."
"Thank you." She choked again and it was almost a whisper.
The rest of that night Loreley was unusually quiet. I had tried to talk with her a couple times but she gave short quick answers and remained silent.
Another month passed, and Aidan and I were celebrating our first anniversary. He had called me from work on Friday afternoon telling me to be prepared for cold nights. That was all he would tell me.
On Saturday afternoon we kissed the twins goodbye and headed out in his car. He drove for a few hours, not telling me anything about where we were going. Soon, the scenery changed. We entered a frozen wooded area until finally reaching a quaint, little wooden cottage. Apparently, the cottage was bought for Isobel as a gift from Aidan senior.
"Now...it's yours." Aidan whispered as he held my chest to his, his arms around my waist.
I spun around in his arms. "What?"
"You heard me. It's yours." He smiled widely and kissed my shocked mouth.
"Aidan, I can't accept—" His lips crushed against mine. When he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist.
We just entered the cottage and already I could feel the heat start to soak into my body. He kicked the door shut and continued to walk until he lay us down in front of a lit fire place. Slowly, he took off my scarf, coat and gloves before moving on to the rest. A few seconds later, which may be some kind of record, I was completely naked, lying beneath him.
I rolled him over and slowly took of his clothing, piece by piece, teasing him. Once he was naked, he shifted to roll me over. I grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the floor. Obviously, he could break my grip if he wanted to, but he didn't fight me.
Still holding his wrists to the floor, I sheathed his hard length into me. He was so hard and I was so wet that slipping onto him was effortless. I sat still for a moment, savoring the feel of him inside of me. Slowly, I began to rock my hips, creating the friction we were both breathing heavily for. As the tension inside me built into an exquisite tensed knot, I placed my feet flat on the floor and bounced up and down on him.
"Shit." He moaned. "I'm gonna....cum with me…please!" He panted. Finally he grunted, "Cum around me, Lilli."
The exquisite knot snapped and I had to release his wrists to brace myself on his chest as the ecstasy flooded throughout my body. I rocked slowly as I rode out the final waves of passion before I collapsed onto the floor next to him.
"You are so amazing." He growled as he pulled me close to his side and kissed the side of my head. I fell into a light slumber next to him.
When I woke up, I was wrapped in a cashmere blanket and there were pillows all around me. I stretched and sat up.
"Don't get up." I heard from the side of the room. I turned to see Aidan walking toward me with two bowls.
"What's that?"
"Dinner." He smiled mischievously.
"Let me help." I started to stand up.
"No, I told you not to get up. I prefer you staying naked and in front of the fireplace for the duration of our stay." He smirked as he sat next to me, leaning back on the couch.
"Oh, you do, do you?" I laughed.
"Mmhmm...damn straight. Actually, I think that there should be a rule that you are not allowed to wear clothes the whole weekend." He smiled, proud of his idea.
"Yeah...I don't think so." I laughed and he pouted.
"So, what..?" I started laughing as I looked into the bowl.
He smiled.
"Lucky Charms."
I laughed.
"Do you remember?"
I took a large bite and moaned, looking at him questioningly.
"One of the first times I was around you, you offered me Lucky Charms."
"Ah, yes...right before I called you an old man with Alzheimer’s, right?" I giggled.
"Ha ha." He chuckled and ate his cereal next to me.
"I should've known then that I would fall in love with you." It was almost like he had accidentally said it out loud.