I'm so mentally numbed by what Aaron pulled off with the help of his friends, acquaintances, and family that I feel paralyzed. So much so I'm at a loss for words.

Seeing Tawny and her daughter unveil paintings of me and my children shocked me to the core. But it was also soul-stirring.

The painting of me, showing I was free, was touching, And it instantly had me feel that my soul had been set free and that I can now rest and regrow—that this new life is mine to live how I wish, to love and create new memories without regrets.

Eliana's painting of my children and me, showing they're my guardian angels, was tear-jerking but moving.

Both of the paintings were out of this world, astonishing and beautiful.

I'm still floored by what Tawny and her daughter did and the proposition I was offered if I allowed them to go into production, with the originals being mine to have at no cost.

The offer?

Eighty percent of the sales would be all mine. Tawny and Eliana wanted nothing. All they wanted was to show how proud they are of me for how far I've gotten; this was their gift to me and to bring more light and positivity into my life, hoping it'll also help motivate me to continue moving forward in life.

Since the paintings were so personal, it was a tough decision to make. But I caved and signed the contract after Ian pushed and pushed, strongly advising me to take them up on the offer.

Aaron's proposal on top of the paintings was something I never expected, not this soon, anyway. I couldn't say anything when he got down on one knee, said his speech, and showed me the ring. I thought I was about to faint from the surprise.

What really made me want to lose consciousness was seeing all the familiar faces sharing this shocking big night with me, including my parents. That was the most shocking. I hadn't seen them in years, so seeing them and knowing they got to witness the painting reveals and the proposal really hit my heart and did a number on my eyes.

With my face as blotchy as it was, my eyes as swollen and red, and me still in la-la land and overwhelmed with everything that had transpired, I decided to call it a night.

After saying our goodbyes for the night and promising to see everyone the following day for brunch, Aaron and I headed back to our room.

I was so consumed in my thoughts, reminiscing the day and night events, that I didn't realize we were already back in the room. Or that I was sitting on the bed staring at the massive-sized diamond; Aaron slid on my finger until my hand started moving away from my lap.

Fearing I was dreaming, my eyes followed the sparkling rock until it met with Aaron's lips.

"You didn't hear anything I said. Did you?" Aaron softly asked, kissing my fingertips.

"I'm sorry. What did you say?"

A quiet chuckle left his lips. "I asked if you wanted help with your dress. I also asked if you felt like relaxing in the jacuzzi for a bit." His hand rested on the side of my face. And as he turned it his way, he leaned forward and locked eyes with mine. "Are you okay?" he asked, sounding concerned.

The corners of my mouth curved upward. Smiling, I gushed, "I'm more than okay. I'm just over the moon right now. So much happened in one day that I don't know what to do, what to say, or how to act. I was pulled from one direction to another, and my emotions are still running wild. In a good way, though," I added, not wanting him to think differently.

Chastley kissing my lips, he told me, "Enjoy it. Enjoy all of it. You deserved to be treated like the queen that you are."

My heart swelled at his words, and my body melted, too. So much so that I felt like a pile of mush.

Aaron stood, bringing me with him. His arms formed around me, molding me to him, and as he looked into my happy, teary eyes, he said, "I never thought I'd ever be saying this. But I can't wait for you to be my wife. I may not have known how to be a boyfriend or even know how to be a husband. But I will try my damndest to make you happy every day for the rest of our lives and be the best husband you ever had."

His heart-melting words and how he looked at me full of love and desire caused me to go into a frenzy.

Before he could say anything more, causing me to become a limp noodle, I pulled him to my mouth, crushing my lips to his.

I wanted him inside me. Inside every hole, my body offered to excite all his needs and wants.

Not long ago, I wanted to give him more of me. A part of me that had never been explored or touched—my back door. I tried but failed—it fucking hurt too much. I was too nervous, not relaxed enough, and worried I'd disappoint him.

Tonight? After all that happened. After all he'd done for me. After making me feel I'm the only one on this Earth that would bring him happiness, and him being the only one who could ever bring me joy and satisfaction. After exciting my mind, heart, and body to the point, it's all about to burst into flames. I'm numb and ready to give him that untouched part of me.

I broke from our scorching hot kiss. I pushed Aaron onto the bed and climbed on top of him. Instead of unbuttoning his formal white shirt normally, I wasted no time removing it by ripping it open, the buttons of his expensive top scattering throughout the room.

Looking thrilled about what I was doing, the lopsided smile on his face caused more excitement and desire to build rapidly within me and my insides to heat with hunger even more.

"I rented that shirt, you know," Aaron quipped, a look in his eye that said he didn't care that it was. And a look that said he was enjoying this wild side of me.

"I'll pay for it. I can afford it now," I said huskily, unbuckling Aaron's belt in a hurry and ripping it out of the loops of his pants like our time on Earth was about to expire.

For the first time in my life, I wanted to be in control, to know what it was like to dominate my lover, my best friend, and the man I wanted to bring exhilaration to—to conquer Aaron's desires, feelings, needs, and happiness.

I wanted to shock him and blow him out of the water.

I wanted to see his reaction to my dominance.

To experience having the power to bring Aaron to sexual bliss, over which he'll have no control.

Seeing what it was like to bring an overjoyed smile to Aaron's handsome face.

Since I was feeling the most frisky I'd ever felt, how I wanted to surprise him with something I believed and hoped had never been done to him. I pulled him up to my mouth and devoured his lips while overpowering him by taking his hands and bringing them behind and wrapping the belt around his wrists snuggly and tightly.

Once I knew the belt was secured around his wrists, I pushed him back onto the bed, hooked my fingers around the loops of his pants, and pulled them off, throwing them over my shoulder.

The crooked smile on his face only energized me even more. "I don't know what happened to my girl, Sloane, but whoever this other woman is taking control of what was happening inside this bedroom, I fucking love it."

His cooing about my dominance also excited me much more.

After ripping off his boxers and watching his stiff, girthy length spring to life and bounce before me, I shifted my eyes away from the cock I loved so much to his eyes, wrapped my hand around his overly hard cock, and said, "It's my turn to make you feel vulnerable, and to cause you to writhe uncontrollably."

The corner of his mouth twitched, his cock thickening even more in my hand the more I stroked it. "He's all yours, baby. Do whatever your beautiful heart desires because I'm all up for it if you want to make me your play toy."

A needy, deep-from-the-belly groan left his lips when I lowered my mouth and swallowed him in. His back arched, and how his arms moved, trying to free his wrists from the belt, I knew where he wanted his hands—on my head. Or it was that he wanted to grip and pull my hair since my throat had enclosed around the head of his cock when it hit the back of my throat.

Whatever the reason, I enjoyed being the cause of his vulnerability of not being able to do anything and how he squirmed from the sensations my mouth induced him to feel.

"My fucking God, Sloane," Aaron heavily moaned, his hips bouncing up and down to the rhythm of my bobbing head. The warm, salty precum blanketed my tongue. Wanting to taste more of his arousal and to excite him much more, I freed his cock from my mouth, and then I wrapped my mouth around his left tight, swollen testicle and sucked. Getting an instant reaction. His hips froze and he shouted, "Fuck!"

He shouted cuss words again when I sucked on his right testicle.

Loving having Aaron at my mercy, knowing how I was making him feel, and seeing and hearing his reactions, my lips curled upward when I freed his overly tight balls from my mouth. With my eyes on his, curious to see what he'd do, I seductively and ever so slowly slid my tongue on the backside of his cock, from base to tip.

He groaned, moaned, and tightened his jaw. All while trying to free his wrists from the restraint of the belt wrapped around them. "Untie me, Sloane," he demanded through gritted teeth. "I'm about to blow my load down your throat," he warned like he was trying to scare me when my mouth wrapped around him, and I swallowed him down my throat.

With Aaron's cock lodged in my throat, I mumbled, "That's the point."

He may be giving me an act that's not what he wants me to do to him. But I'm no dummy. And I wasn't born yesterday. Men enjoy women swallowing their arousal. And since my goal was to milk him dry, swallowing everything I built up inside him, I worked my mouth along his cock even more, ensuring he'd give me everything I wanted him to give me.

His body stiffened, and he flopped his head back on the bed, shouting, "Fuck! Sloane! I'm ten seconds away from unloading." Then another roar left his lips when I bobbed my head up and down even faster, my mouth tightly squeezing his throbbing cock, and my tongue pressing harder against the pulsating veins alerting me of what was coming.

His breathing became heavier, his face turned strained, his balls firmed like a rock, his hips jerked up high, and then goosebumps peppered his skin, and he loudly moaned, "Ahhhh," all while gifting me with his warm, salty orgasm.

"Jesus, Sloane. Where did you learn to give head like that?"

Smiling, I hummed, shrugged, and slid my fingers along my lips, ensuring nothing was left behind.

Finally, after Aaron came down from his orgasmic high, he lifted his head and demanded, "Free my wrists, please."

The fire in his eyes and the determination on his face said it was my turn to be challenged. And with my mood, I'm all for whatever that may be. Because whatever I've never given him, he'll get tonight without a fuss.

I should tease him. But I won't. My pussy is throbbing—aching for Aaron to pleasure. So, doing what he demanded I do, I moved behind him and began loosening the belt. The second he felt relief from his wrists, he wiggled them off, and the next thing I knew, I was on my back, and he was on top of me, pinning me down.

"You're in trouble now, woman." The look in his eye showed he looked angry with me, but it didn't fool me. I also saw the smile on Aaron's lips he tried to hide.

He enjoyed every second of what I did to him. He was only trying to appear angry.

Knowing he wasn't upset and how I saw the amusement on his lips, I laughed and grinned as I responded, "I like being in trouble. Especially with you. So, what's my punishment?"

Lowering his face until our noses touched, and with his eyes on mine, I giggled when his lips tickled mine when he smiled against them. "Since this is your night, I'll let you decide your punishment."

"Well," I started, pausing to think. What I want Aaron to do isn't really a punishment but more of a surprise for him. Before I let on what I wanted him to do, I said, "You could spank me, I guess."

He chuckled, humorously saying, "Spank you. That's not a punishment. You enjoy a good spanking."

Grinning, I said, "True. But spanking me will lead to you doing something else I want you to do," I hinted.

His brows drew together in confusion. "What else is it that you want me to do?"

"I want what you've never been able to give. Something that satisfies not only me but you as well."

The confusion on his face grew even more as he said, "I've given you everything already. What more could I poss—" he paused mid-sentence as if a thought I was trying to imply finally came to mind. Tilting his head to the side, he softly asked, "Are you trying to say you want me to please your sphincter?"

I swallowed and then slowly nodded. "I want us to try it again," I quietly said. "You've given me everything since I returned to Chicago. And all this planning you did for me tonight to ensure I had a night of glory, I want to repay you with something I know you enjoy. I may not have been ready when we tried in the past. But tonight, I'm more than ready to give you all of me."

He lowered his mouth to mine, and then he sucked my lip into his mouth, holding it hostage when he said, "If that's what you want me to do, then I'll have to run to Callum's room. I didn't bring any lube with me. Knowing him, he's got some with."

Great. Now he'll know what we're up to.

Releasing my lip, he said, "Relax, hun. Anal is Callum's cup of tea, and he brings that shit everywhere he goes, whenever he and Eloise go somewhere."

"What if they're in the middle of doing what we're trying to do."

He chuckled, shaking his head. "Elosie went to the room with Everett. And since Callum's at the bar with Trent and the other guys, it means the girls are with Eloise."

He kissed my lips. "I'll be quick. I promise."

I hopped off the bed when Aaron left the room and rushed to the bathroom to clean up and try removing the dress Elosie helped me in.

Facing my back to the mirror, I reached behind and tried undoing the lace and zipper, but I had no luck getting the zipper to move without wrecking the dress. I guess that'll have to wait for Aaron to return.

So, because I'd never done what we were about to do and wanted to be sure I was clean below, I grabbed a wash rag, slathered it in soap, and hurriedly cleaned the areas Aaron was about to have fun with before he returned to the room.

The door to our suite opened just as I stepped out of the bathroom. The excitement on Aaron's lips was evident—he got what he needed from Callum.

I don't know why, but I'm excited about what we will do. Because anytime someone ever brought up in the past about having anal sex and how much they enjoyed it. I'd turn up my nose and frown, believing it was weird.

Now, I'm throwing myself at Aaron, begging that he fuck my ass.

How times have changed since my return to Chicago.

"I told you he'd have some," he said proudly, showing me the bottle. "Are you nervous?" he asked, heading toward me as I stepped toward him.

I am, yet I'm not. "A little," I honestly said. Why lie? He'd see it on my face. He always does.

Tugging me to his body, he grinned and said, "Don't worry about how it'll feel. I'll take care of you. The key to doing this right and giving you the best orgasm you've ever had—in both lower holes, is ensuring you're relaxed. So. First, let's get the dress off. Then, I'll get the jacuzzi ready. And while that's filling with water, I will give you one hell of a full body massage. How does that sound?"

It sounds amazing.

"Wonderful."

Spinning me around, he untied the lace, unzipped the dress, and lowered it from my body. After stepping out of it, he ordered me to lay on the bed while he went to hang up the dress. Then, before joining me on the bed, he turned on the water for the jacuzzi.

"I've got about ten minutes or so to rub you down until the hot tub is ready."

Something is better than nothing. And I need all the relaxation I can get before something I never thought I'd ever allow inside my ass finds its way inside.

Aaron instantly brought me to heaven when his fingers kneaded into my shoulders. He worked my shoulders, my arms, my back, ass, legs and feet. And then he flipped me to my back and rubbed my front side. From neck to feet. On his way up, instead of massaging my flesh, he kissed his way up, stopping at my pussy, sliding his tongue between the lips, then trailing it up to my mouth and kissing me with such passion my toes curled. Leaving me breathless when his lips left mine.

"The water shut off, which means the jacuzzi is ready," he said, sliding his hands beneath me, lifting me into his arms, and carrying me to the hot tub.

With my legs wrapped around his waist, we slowly descended into the perfectly hot, bubbly water—immersing ourselves in the soothing, warm water.

"Fuck. This feels good," Aaron cooed, closing his eyes while tilting his head back, resting it on the ledge with his arms stretched wide along the edge of the hot tub.

I took that as Aaron inviting me to take advantage of him. So, after submerging myself under the water, I moved over to him, and his hands gripped my hips when I straddled his lap. His head lifted, and the crooked grin on his face tickled my tummy and my pussy. Lifting my hips, he positioned his hardened dick between my heated lips and then pulled me down. "He can't seem to get enough of you."

"I can't get enough of you either," I returned, my fingers sliding through his hair while grinning like a woman who had just hit the jackpot. I felt his dick hardening against me, and to excite it more, I teased it by moving my hips around, his cock growing much harder from the friction of my pussy rubbing against it.

He pulled me to his mouth, demanding, "Take control of my cock again and fuck me," just before his mouth took over mine in a hungry, possessive kiss.

The longer he aggressively kissed me, the more heated and desperate my pussy became, wanting it inside me.

Aaron's mouth left mine, trailing his lips along my jaw, down to my neck, exciting my pussy while creating warmth in my belly when he said, "I need you." He kissed my neck. "My cock needs you." I tilted my head back when his tongue trailed down the valley of my breasts, my nipples erecting further. "Show my cock how much you love riding him. Show him who owns it. Show him how much your cunt enjoys holding him hostage and milking him for everything he's got. Show this hungry dick of mine how your pussy craves for his cum to be inside you."

He pulled me back to his mouth, and as his tongue swiped my lip, my mind lost it when he begged, "Please."

I lifted my hips and wrapped my hand around his thick, hardened length, and when I placed it at my opening, I hurriedly slammed my pussy down his cock and rode him like he wanted me to—fast and hard.

"Good girl," he praised, licking his lips while squeezing my bouncing tits. "Fuck me like the good girl you fucking are." I bounced faster, water splashing over the hot tub the quicker and harder I rode his cock. He sucked a tit into his mouth, bit, and while holding it between his teeth, he praised again, "That's my good fucking fiancée. The love of my life. The only woman my heart, dick, and mind desire."

Aaron gritted his teeth as if he was holding back from releasing his orgasm inside of me. His hands lowered to my hips, and he gripped them firmly. Then he helped lift and lower me, slamming me harder down his cock than I was, commanding, "Come for me, Sloane. Come all over my cock. Please." His words excited me to the core, but it wasn't enough. So he applied pressure using his thumb to my clit and rubbed, then pinched and pulled, demanding again, "Orgasm for me, so your pussy can swallow mine."

Feeling my orgasm building, I shouted, "Oh God!"

He leaned to my ear, brushing his lips along it as he said, "Just wait until my cock's inside your ass and the orgasms you'll receive from that. Then, you'll know who God is." That's all it took for Aaron to say to cause my body to combust and my pussy to explode my orgasm all over his dick. With his cock feeding me his orgasm right after.

Cupping his hand around my neck, Aaron's mouth crashed against mine, sucking all the air out of me and leaving me gasping when his lips left my mouth.

With excitement filling his beautiful eyes and a flirtatious smile forming below them, my belly fluttered when he said, "My good girl listens so well. Now that your body's heated and relaxed, and your pussy numb from fucking my cock. Are you ready for me to blow your mind with the most earth-shattering orgasm you ever thought you could ever get?"

Returning the smile and excitement, I said, "Yes. I'm ready for you to blow my fucking mind."

Aaron had me on the bed within seconds. "Get on all fours," he commanded, reaching for the lube on the nightstand and popping open the top. I turned my head to the side, watching with anticipation. He squirted a generous amount of lube into the palm of his hand, rubbed it all over his dick, and then squirted more into his hand and rubbed it all over my hole, saying, "I'll be as gentle with you as possible. I want this to be enjoyable, not unpleasant. If you decide this isn't for you, or if it's badly hurting you, please tell me right away. Like last time, I'll immediately stop. Okay?"

I nodded, swallowing hard. "Okay."

"Having you in the jacuzzi first, relaxing your muscles, I believe, will be the ticket to you enjoying this for your first time." He rubbed a little more lube over his cock, centered it at my puckered hole, and directed, "Take a deep breath, and when I start sliding into you, slowly exhale. Otherwise, your body will try rejecting me, wanting to push it out. Okay?"

I closed my eyes and nodded. "Okay."

I still can't believe I'm doing this with Aaron. Although I'm excited to try something new with him, to give him something to grin about. I'm still just a little nervous about ruining the moment by telling him to stop again.

I did what Aaron said and took a deep breath. Then, when I began exhaling, my nerves relaxed when he slowly started pushing his cock inside me. At first, it was a bit uncomfortable as I felt my insides stretching for him, and I felt intoxicated by the fullness. But that discomfort soon faded and turned into a heaven and hell, euphoric feeling when he started moving back and forth.

"How are you doing?" he softly asked.

This is unbelievable. Why did I ever turn up my nose to this?

"I feel exhilarated and fucking fabulous. All the unkind feelings I thought about myself and the horrible words I'd been called through the years seemed to have been erased from my mind. It's like the amazing pleasure I'm feeling this moment blocked all the shame out." And that's the truth. That's exactly how I'm crazily feeling right now. "I feel like a born-again virgin, but still know what I should be doing and expecting to feel—pleasure all over."

Aaron's cock buried inside my ass. His thighs slapping against my flesh with every thrust forward. And how he's pleasuring my clit with his fingers has me on one of the most euphoric highs I'd ever felt. I was in heaven. And by the excited sounds leaving his lips, he, too, was in heaven.

"I knew you'd love it. Just wait until that intense orgasm hits you."

Having sex with Aaron this way strangely felt like a stress relief. Because all of the stress I thought I'd been feeling, I no longer feel—I think he just fucked it out of me. It also feels like he unleashed some sexual energy in me because the orgasm building right now in my pussy and ass is one wild feeling. A feeling I'd never felt before. And one Aaron warned me I'd feel.

I yelped when the palm of his hand met my ass cheek. I wasn't expecting it, but man, did that intensify all the emotions and sensations I was enjoying and feeling. "Do it again," I taunted.

"You're the boss," he said through a smile, loving that I was taunting him. At least, that's how it sounded to me. An excited moan came out of me when he spanked me again. Only this time, it was my other ass cheek. The wild sensation that roamed through me below brought even more excitement to my pussy and ass, and it had me begging him to do it again and again.

While his fingers teased my clit, and his cock fucking my ass, the most intense sensations hit me hard—a similar feeling to the orgasm my clit experiences, but more fucking intense—wild, in fact—a continuous pulse of the most amazing pleasurable contractions I never knew one could ever feel surrounding my anus—sphincter, as Aaron calls it—like a spreading wave of pleasure, to be exact.

It was violent, thrilling, and satisfying.

Not only were my lower body parts convulsing from the pleasurable wave, but I was also having one hell of an intense full-body orgasm—especially when I felt Aaron orgasm inside me.

Who knew a full-body orgasm was even a thing?

Aaron's sweaty body fell on mine when I dropped on the bed, worn out from the excitement.

Trailing his fingers along my sweaty flesh, he warned, "Just to let you know, you'll probably feel sore there in the morning."

"I figured so. And I'm already preparing for the embarrassment of how I'll walk around the room in front of my parents."

He chuckled. Then he rolled off me and onto his back, pulling me into his arms. "I'll soothe that area for you in the morning. I'll try anyway," he added, grinning, then kissed my lips. "How is it feeling there right now?"

I snorted a laugh. Then I started caressing Aaron's chest with the tips of my fingers when I looked into his dreamy eyes. "Like my ass just got done having a delicious meal. And amazed at how well it did devouring your dick. Just kidding. It feels satisfied. But it also feels relieved the pressure is gone. It kind of feels like it's pulsating."

He flashed a proud grin. "Would you be open to doing that again? Another time, that is."

"Abso-fucking-lutely," I greatly emphasized.

His arms tightened around me, and then he rolled us over, with him back on top of me. Lowering his mouth to mine, he chastely kissed my lips and said. "I love you, Sloane. So fucking much. Thank you for returning to my life."

My heart fluttered, and with a grin, I replied, "You're welcome. Thank you for giving me a second chance."

He kissed my lips, slow and long. "You're so fucking welcome."

"I love you, Aaron. I always have and always will."

His lips met mine again, leaving me breathless when he finally broke the most passionate kiss he'd ever given me. "Just a warning. I'm not done with you tonight. First, we're going to shower. Then, I'm going to make fucking love to you all. Night. Long."

"Sounds good to me," I said, grinning from ear to ear. "So, are there any more surprises in store for me that I should prepare myself for?"

He laughed, scratching the corner of his lip. "Actually, there is a surprise I have in store. But not here in Minnesota."

Great. I wonder what he's got planned? And when?

"When will I be expecting this surprise?"

He shrugged, kissed my lips, and said. "It's a surprise... and just to give you a hint so you don't pester me about it. Just know, you're in for one hell of an amazing surprise. Trust me. You think you're in heaven now? Just wait. Soon, you'll be in heavenly bliss—paradise."

I hope you enjoyed the chapter!!