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**INTENDED FOR READERS 18 YEARS AND OLDER**
The sun was shining in between the blinds. I loved waking up to the warmth of the sun. It was even better to wake up to the warmth of my husband but he had been gone for the last month traveling for work. Reaching over to his side of the bed, I pulled his pillow into my chest and took a deep breath in, inhaling his scent. It made me feel warm and tingly all over. God, I was lonely.
I decided I would make myself get up and find something to eat. Caston would be home tonight and I hoped I could surprise him with good news for once. We needed some after everything that had happened to us in the last year and a half.
Sitting up, I reached my arms above my head and stretched letting the white satin sheet fall to my waist. Once my nipples hit the cold air, they pebbled and all I could think about was when Caston would take them in his warm mouth. Desire flooded my belly, and I felt the warmth of my arousal between my legs.
Knowing I’d never get up if I took things into my own hands, I quickly stepped out of bed and reached for my phone on the side table.
Hey Bre, only 6 hours until I see you. It’s been too long.
Next time you are traveling with me, no arguments.
My face split in two reading his message. I checked the time; Caston’s text was from four hours ago. My love would be home in two hours.
I slid into my black silk robe and skipped down the stairs to the kitchen. Jules was prepping dinner for tonight. I had asked her earlier in the week to make Caston’s favorite food.
“Hello, Mrs. Black. Did you sleep well?”
I smiled. Even though Caston and I had been married for a little while now, I would never tire of hearing Mrs. Black. “Would have been better with Caston, but he is finally coming home this morning and I couldn't be happier.”
Jules handed me an apple, my breakfast of choice lately, and I walked out onto the patio into the sun. I sat on the lounge chair and took a bite before resting my head. The sun warmed my face and it brought me back to the last time I saw Caston.
We were in France. He had a day break between his travels but not enough time to come home so I surprised him by flying out to him. The look on his face when he walked out of the penthouse elevator and saw me sitting on the dining room table with two very large black bows tied around me, one covering my breasts and one covering my pussy, was priceless. My hair was swept up into a messy updo, which let some tendrils fall to frame my face.
He dropped his briefcase and was at my side in a matter of seconds, his mouth on mine. I think we were both on the verge of tears. We hadn't been apart that long since I left him.
“Aubrey, my God, you are the most magnificent thing I have ever seen,” he finally said when we parted, breathless.
“I couldn't wait any longer and thinking it might be another three weeks before I would see you again… I couldn't take it.”
He lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom. Laying me on the bed he stepped back and looked me over with his crystal blue eyes. The lust in them made me shiver. His approval of my attire was apparent by the bulge in his suit pants. He slowly loosened his tie and removed his shoes and socks.
Never breaking eye contact with me, he walked to the side table and removed the items from his pockets. His eyes hooded as he slid his tie off. Instantly I knew he had wicked plans for me.
The silence between us was thick with lust and I wanted him to just plunge into me hard and fast. Caston had other plans. He walked around so he was positioned at my head. Leaning over me, he slid his hands down my arms, sending a shiver down my spine. Caston lightly kissed my neck. I turned my head to give him more access. His fingers entwined with mine and as he nipped at my earlobe, catching me off guard, he pulled my arms above my head and quickly secured them with his tie.
I was brought out of my day dream by the beep on my phone.
Honey, I just landed. 30 minutes!
I replied with a smiley face. My heart was beating so fast. I quickly ran inside.
“Jules, thirty minutes,” I said as I ran by.
Quickly making it up the stairs, I ran into the bathroom and took the box out of the drawer in the vanity. I was no stranger to using these things, but this time I felt was different. Taking the test I was a ball of nerves. My hand was shaking and my stomach felt as though it was going to fall out. I looked at the time, five minutes. Deciding I couldn't stand there and wait I walked out into the bedroom and set the timer on my phone.
I wanted to make Caston a dad so badly. I paced the room wringing my hands in front of me until they hurt. The timer made me jump and I walked back into the bathroom. Picking up the stick I turned it around and stared at the display.
The small stick fell from my hands and I sunk to the floor with tears streaming down my face. I’m not sure how long I was there before Caston ran into the room and scooped me up off the floor from my fetal position.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” His face full of concern.
I turned my face into his shoulder and a new set of tears fell from my eyes soaking his shirt.
“It’s negative.”
“What’s negative, Bre?”
“The test,” I looked at him in the eyes. “I’m so sorry, Caston.”
Walking me over to the bed, he sat me on his lap and smoothed my hair from my face. “Aubrey, you know that doesn't matter to me. If it happened, hell yes I’d be over the moon, but we both know after…”
I flung my arms around his neck and kissed him long and hard to stop him from bringing up what happened. The warmth of his embrace was all I needed to feel human again.
“I missed you.”
He let out a small laugh that did funny things to my insides. “Me too, honey. I’m never leaving you for that long ever again.”
His fingers traced the necklace around my neck with our initials. “I have a surprise for you, Bre.”
My face lit up. Even though I didn't like him spending money on me I would never turn down his gifts. “Oh yeah?”
He nodded. “It’s on the table down stairs.”
Wiping the tears from my eyes I hopped off his lap and ran down the stairs. Hearing him laugh at my reaction behind me, I halted when I came face to face with a large box on the table in the foyer.
It was wrapped in black paper with a huge red bow on it. As I reached for the bow Caston came up behind me and snaked his hands around my waist and bent over and kissed me where my neck and shoulder met.
“I hope you like it.”
“Cass, I love all your gifts.”
I pulled the top off and peaked in. The cutest little face stared back up at me.
“Oh my God, Caston!” I screamed as I reached in and pulled the fuzzy pup out of the box.
His fluffy black fur was sticking up like little feathers. I immediately snuggled him into my chest. His little pink tongue started licking my face. I was in love.
Turning around in Caston’s arms I smiled up at my love and a tear ran down my cheek.
“No, Bre, no tears.”
“Cass, they are happy tears. You just made me a mom.”
His arms tightened around me and I snuggled into his chest and pulled the pup into us. The little teeth nipped at Caston’s chin and I let out a laugh. My heart felt like it was going to burst.
“This little guy is going to be my shadow,” I said, “Thank you,Caston. You always know just what to get.”
“Aubrey, I think you just named him.”
I pulled my head back and looked at him confused.
“Shadow. I think it fits him perfectly.”
The puppy seemed to think so too because he let out a little yip and tilted his head as if he were listening to us. Caston and I laughed at his reaction and I felt at ease. My husband was home and I was a mommy. Life was perfect.
