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Chapter Twenty

"You love me?" I giggled.

"Yes, I have from the first time I saw you" Ashley confessed to me, squirming a bit, half with nervousness and the other half from being so close to orgasm then being interrupted.

I closed my eyes as she gently put my lips to her's, electricity filled the elevator. I hungrily sucked her willing tongue into my mouth. She was taken aback but wildly passionate at the same time.

We have spent so many nights making love to each other. Each other's fantasies was slowly making their way to reality with each and every day.

Today was no different.

I pulled away from her and quickly pulled off my tank top. Shaking my hair from my face I smiled at Ashley, reaching down slowly to rack a fingernail up the crouch of her underwear.

"You were close weren't you? Before I stopped, I mean."

Ashley shuddered at the teasing of my nail as it tickles her sopping labia. She rolled her hips, trying to guarantee contact between my fingernail and her throbbing clit. Ashley shuddered at the teasing of my nail as it tickled her sopping labia.

"Uh huh," Ashley mumbled.

"Maybe I should finish you off then?" I said seductively as I reached around behind my back, struggling momentarily with my bra.

Once undone, I rolled my shoulders forward slightly and let the black lace garment fall to the floor. Ashley nearly gasped out loud, I knew how found she was of my breasts; perfect size with beautiful pink areolas. Even though my tan was slightly faded, Ashley could still make out the tan lines on my breasts, and I knew Ashley loved tan lines.

Instantly Ashley bolted upright, wrapped her arms around me and began kissing and licking my breasts. I reciprocated the embrace and began giggling. Her hot, soft tongue tickled incredibly against my extra sensitive nipples.

I was becoming wetter and wetter by the second. Having my nipples licked, suckled, and nibbled turned me on so much. I reached down and began rubbing Ashley through her panties again, resulting in her hot breath moaning against my skin.

It was becoming easier to communicate without any words needed. We could read each other so easily now, the connection almost too strong to bear.

As my rubbing became quicker, she through her head back. "Oh, Spencer! I need…..fuck!" She panted, the elevator lights lighting her glossy lips perfectly. Her eyes widened pleadingly, "Please, baby?!"

I was still slightly taking aback while having my nipples tongued, but my open mouth expression became a broad smile.

I have became cocky ever since me and Ashley began having sex, and might I say she has turned me into a little Nympho.

I slipped down onto my knees of the elevator floor, pulling one of her legs over my shoulder and rested a hand under her ass keeping her up. I slipped a finger under the elastic of her panties and deftly pushed them to one side.

Slowly I put my lips to Ashley's pussy. She gasped and shuddered as she felt the tip of my tongue make contact with her swollen, sopping labia. I imagined back to our first couple times, who Ashley had a magnificent gift of a tongue might I say. I rolled my tongue in a quick circular motion, that technique instantly rocketed Ashley to an explosive orgasm.

I could feel her scream rake through her body, she grabbed my hair and arched her hips into my mouth, quivering as wave after wave of white hot pleasure pulsed through her body. I reached down and began rubbing and tugging at my own nipple, feeling the need of the touch.

While Ashley continued riding her cataclysmic orgasm, neither one of us was aware the elevator had started moving. The first indication that we were at the threshold of freedom and safety was the 'ping' of the elevator as the door opened. Once it did, my head snapped around with the 'deer in the headlights' expression as the door slide open. Glancing up I saw we were back on the eighteenth floor. Ashley was semi-comatose, grinning and her head slowly rolling back and forth.

Luckily for us, no one was standing in the hallway. I mean, if Aiden, Kyla, and the girls had been standing there…can you say 'Awkward'?

Quickly I grabbed the bags that had been thrown on the floor, "C'mon!! We gotta go!"

Ashley's eyes flew open wide. She jumped up and followed me out of the elevator. As we were trying to make it to the loft we got distracted hugging, kissing and stumbling over each other.

"I love you," I said after the final kiss before stepping into the loft.

Thank God Kyla and Aiden took the girl's out that day.

My hand came in contact with the cold metal of the door. I could do this; I could heal and be happy. I slowly walk into the chilled air of the stair well, leaving the safety of the warm night.

I was putting myself in direct line with a bullet; it was either going to hit me or it would miss me. If it hit me, I don't know how I would survive. If she won't accept me back in her awaiting arms, I don't think I could survive. I would be back up her, reading to make my last leap. Yet, if she accepted me back into her arms then I know that I can be healed by her never ending love.

I smile at the thought of our rambunctious love making and at how adventurous we were. We never fucked each other. We never screwed each other. We never had sex. We simply made love with the purest love anyone can feel.

As I pushed the down button, watched it light up, I was thinking back to the moment that we voiced our undying love to each other. We made that one promise that each of us knew that we had to make….


"That's the last of them," Aiden said putting down the brown box in the middle of the living room. He had droplets of sweat on his brow from the nearly twenty hour move.

Aiden and Kyla found their perfect home, wanting to settle in somewhere that was their dream home. They found it next to my parent's home, surprisingly. The beautiful four bedroom home was now going to be put to use by the perfect family.

As well as their move, I was moving in with Ashley.

It was official; we were in it for the long run.

What makes it even more official is that Ripley is living with us, her two mommies. It was a decision that was made over the last few months, suggested by Kyla after Ashley told her I knew. It was her decision that the little girl has all of us as parents. We would have her on the weekdays, and they take her on the weekends.

Well, even though we are at each other's homes constantly.

Yesterday the little girl had woken up from her nap, lying in a pilot on the living room floor next to Mare. Their bedrooms were a little bit…disoriented and I decided to make them a sleeping spot like my mom used to do me.

She was fusing a little bit, sometimes when she wakes up from too much sleep she usually gets a little cranky. I walked over to pick her up, not wanting her to wake up Mare.

Her sleepy brown eyes looked into mine as she held close to me. I kissed her for head as she said both verbally and in sign, "Mama, I love you."

I cried.

I smiled back to Aiden, the poor boy looked tired from no sleep. "Thank you so much for everything!" I went over to him and brought him into a tight embrace. We pulled apart and I continued smiling, "For everything."

He nodded his head, "We're family, Spence, and you don't have to thank me."

I laughed, "True, but I love ya."

He shook his head, "Love you too, kid."

"We done?" Kyla said coming from the kitchen with Ripley in her arms. Ashley followed her, holding Kyla's nine month mini me in her arms. The little girl had a good grasp of Ashley's hair, it looked a little painful.

Aiden nodded, "Yeah, hun, we're done. Everything moved into both homes, now all we need is sleep!"

I nodded my head, "Amen."

Ashley giggled, "Says the girl who got to sleep when the kids slept!"

I gave her the official 'Spencer Puppy Dog Eyes' and pout, "I had to get my rest for finals."

Ashley walked over and kissed me on my cheek, "It's not fair when you pout like that."

Kyla came to stand by Aiden, "As cute as you too are, I think it is time for us to go home."

Aiden took Ripley from Kyla's arms, "Come 'ere little girl." He twirled her around in the air making the two year old giggle. I smiled as I watched him lovingly. He reminded me of my father, both men were perfect fathers.

"I love you," He says to her as he situated her in his arms. He lovingly kissed her forehead.

"I love you daddy!" She said happily, throwing her tiny arms around his neck. I must say that she is a Daddy's and Mama's girls. I can see how Kyla and Ashley watches either of us intra-act with the little girl, their eyes filled with love and contentment.

Aiden then handed the girl back to Kyla who told her she loves her and after changing babies with Ashley, they set out to their new home.

Ashley smiled down at Ripley who watched Kyla and Aiden leave, confusion on her tiny face. "What's wrong , Butterfly?"

Ripley pointed at the door, "Where they go?"

I put my hand on her back, "Remember, baby, Mommy and Daddy live in that house next to Popi and Mami?"

Her eyes got big with fat tears. She looked from Ashley and me, "They go bye bye?"

"Yeah, baby," Ashley said patting her back.

"Long Imma?" She signed to me, asking are they leaving as long as Ashley does.

I smile at her and sign, "No, baby, not like Imma. You will see them every single day, they aren't leaving you. In fact, on some days you will sleep in your room at their house/"

This brought a small smile to her lips, "Really?"

"Really, really," I tapped her nose. I looked over at Ashley who was smiling contently at me.

This was all real; we were together, a family.

Ashley kissed Ripley's cheek, "Come on, Butterfly, someone needs to fly into bed."

"Otay," she said.

"Give Mama kisses," I said reaching for the little girl with her messy brown locks. I took her in my arms as she gave me a kiss. "Love you, baby."

"Love you mama," She said, her favorite thing to say to me now. I think she loves the reaction on my face, that pure look of love for your child. She has said it a million times since the first time she said it, and it never got old.

"Okay baby, let Imma put you to bed." I handed her back to Ashley.

"Num num, Imma?"

Ashley nodded her head, "Yep baby, let's go sit in your room and I will sing to you also."

I followed then through her nursery and walked into our bedroom. I sat back on the bed imagining the sound of Ashley's voice as she sang our daughter to sleep.

Ashley softly cracked the door when she came into our room. She smiled at me as she took off her shirt and threw it over on the dark comfy chair by the closet. She stripped out of her pants and pulled off her bra. This was the way we slept all the time, only in our underwear, loving the skin on skin contact.

I licked my lips at the sight of her beautiful plump breasts, I knew there was another reason why breastfeeding was a good idea.

She smiled at me as she crawled under the covers, "Down, girl, I am so tired."

I smiled and laid my body halfway on her's, resting my head in the crook of her neck for a moment. I loved her organic smell, it was astonishingly beautiful. I pulled back and smiled at my sleepy girl, "I love you."

She kissed my lips softly before replying, "Baby, I love you too."

"God, I love this."

She snuggled into me more, "I will never, ever let you leave my arms."

"Good. I never, ever want to leave your arms."

"Thank you."

I arch my eyebrow, "Why?"

She ran her thumb over my bottom lip, "Because you made my life something I am entirely and happily content in."

I chuckled, "Baby, I should be the one who should thank you."

She shook her head, "Baby, you showed me love without asking anything in return, you showed me that I am a good person, you showed me happiness."

"You already knew all that."

"No, baby, I never knew what it was until you. You are my family, you helped create our family. Our small family within our bigger one. You showed me that I can me a mom." Her eyes was glossy in the light. "Thank you."

My heart flew out of my chest. I never really realized I was the one to do anything like that. I gave my love to her, free and willingly. I was the one who was grateful. She taught me everything I know about love. She welcomed me into her family, the first real time I felt like I was in a real family. She taught my family acceptance. She gave me love and a daughter.

Oh, and not to forget the amazing sex.

She was perfect.

"I love you," I say against her lips. "I hope that we can add to the family soon."

She pulls back, her eyes widened. "Really?"

I nodded my head.

"When?"

I chuckled, "Anytime you want baby."

"Soon?!"

"Yes, darling, soon."

"I mean, you would?"

I nodded my head.

We both wanted more children. I felt the need to have a child of my own, I always had. I knew that even with my bipolar, I could be the perfect mom. Being Ripley's Mama just added to my belief. What is even better is that the kid would have Ashley as a mother. Not to mention Aiden and Kyla as another set of parents.

As Kyla pointed out earlier that day as we laid down with the girls, "Spence, I will always be the girl's Mommy, Aiden will always be their Daddy, Ashley will always be their Imma, and you will always be their Mama. You know that right? I think that is the best thing ever. All our children, now or in the future, will always have four parents."

It was true. It was how we liked it too. Of course, we would have our own children living with us, but like Ripley goes to Kyla's and Aiden's on the weekend, we would have things work out.

No matter what, our kids had us for.

It might be a crazy thought, but it was our family.

"Spence, what about college?" Ashley asked lightly.

I smiled, "I'm done with my freshman year, going into my sophomore year. Hopefully, by the time I get pregnant it would be before Christmas."

Her eyes widened, "You're serious?!"

I smiled, "It's all up to you baby."

I kissed her on her lips and she pulled back, "I want a boy!"

I smiled at her giddiness. "Hun, we don't determine that."

She smiled, "Well, if we don't then we can kill Aiden…then again I want a little girl to. Hell, if you're having them then I want a million little Spencer's running around."

I laughed at her, "Aiden?"

She got serious and began to get nervous, "I figured after our talk, all four of us, he would be the best candidate."

I smiled, "He is the perfect candidate."

She smiled, "Thank you."

I nodded my head. Then added curiously, "How about you? I wouldn't mind for some more little Ashley's around here."

She laughed, "After our son is born and when I am completely done touring, then I will for you baby."

My eyes got big. She would do that for me?

She would.

She would give me the world.

"Okay baby, when we have this son of ours, who might I say hasn't been conceived yet, and you finish touring, we both will get pregnant."

Her eyes widened, "That would be the best! I bet we can get Glen to donate, a perfect mix of me and you in all our babies!"

I laughed loudly, "Oh my God, if we both get pregnant at the same time…Boy would that be a crazy house!"

She laughed at me and then let out a deep yawn, "I'm sleepy."

I kissed her lips yet again, "Me too baby."

Her lips brushed mine for a moment before her eyes stared lovingly in mine, "No matter what happens; good or bad, I will love you Spencer Carlin for an eternity and a day, always and forever."

My eyes clouded with tears, "Baby…fuck….you had my heart before we even met each other. You had my soul long before each of us was even thought of. You have my love for eternity and a day; through hell or high water."

…forever.

I stepped out of the elevator. My feet felt like lead weights and I felt like I couldn't make the five foot walk to the door.

It looked normal, the large red door. It had glitter hand prints reflecting light. Mom must have token Ripley to the Kid Spa and she got into the body glitter again.

Ashley would have a hard time getting her in the bath. Ripley didn't like taking the kind of baths where she would get scrubbed down. We always had to bribe her to take a bath with us in Mama's and Imma's big girl bath to scrub all the stuff off.

She had us in the palm of her hands.

With each step a memory ran across my mind.

We were taking a bath one night and I looked like a huge balloon. We got out of the bath and Ripley put her hand on my belly and looked up at me and Ash, " Is my baby brothers in there?"

We nodded our head.

She laughed and put her ear to my belly. She stayed like that for about three minutes before she looked at us, "They said that they love us."

I smiled at her, her whimsical ways on life made my world beautiful.

I took another step.

She leaned in and put her ear against my belly again. Her tiny hands came to sit on either side of my plump stomach. She nodded her head like she was listening to the babies speak.

She pulled her head back and kissed one side of my stomach, muttered some words, and then kissed the other side and muttered some more words.

When she looked at us she looked a little sad, like her eyes was glossed with tears.

We didn't realize her sadness or what it meant.

"Mama, they love you." She signed to me, in such a perfect manner. She didn't look like a three year old anymore. She looked like she was as wise as God himself.

I smiled at her and bent to pick her down, Ashley's hand going to the small of my back. I sorta wasn't suppose to be picking her up in my last couple months. I kiss her cheek, "That is good, Butterfly, I am glad they love me."

She nodded her head and laid her head on my shoulder. She muttered something, but of course I couldn't hear it.

Later, after we dropped her off at Kyla's and Aiden's I asked Ashley what she said and she looked at me confused, "Something about 'not ready'."

I nodded my head, "Aww, she's probably not ready for them yet."

Ashley smiled at me and leaned forward to turn up the radio before answering me, "Maybe. Oh! This is a good song. Chealsea told me about this."

"What is is?"

"My Name by George Canyon, it's sad, but it was something that helped Chelsea a while ago."

One more step and I would be there.

One more step toward my girl.

Both my girls.


I couldn't move as I watched her weigh each one. I wanted to touch them again, but it scared me too much. The weight on my chest still didn't go away.

Ashley is sitting down on the toilet, her head in her hands. We couldn't comfort each other right now, I needed to see them.

My voice, shaky, spoke up, "How much do they weight?"

Mae, my midwife smiled at me, "exactly five pounds each, 19 inches long. The perfect image of each other."

My eyes widened and I stepped forward. She stepped aside as both the boys lay swaddled in their green blankets. They head covered with matching hats. Their lips were red and their skin was a light tanned color. They had cute button noses and my ears. They had my ears.

Their lips were puckered, like they wanted to feed.

My breasts ached for them.

They looked like perfect angels.

I walked forward, each boy the perfect copy as the other. I pulled off their little hats and smoothed down their hair. It was a reddish brown, like Ashley's.

I picked both them up, held each in my arms, and walked over to Ashley.

I was crying so fucking hard as I slid down next to her holding my baby boys to my chest.

I remember saying, "They weren't ready," over and over again.

She fell to the floor next to me and wrapped her arms around me, touching each boy's face. She cried into my shoulder. She moved her hand to my palm.

She signed.

F.
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V.
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R.

I knocked on the door and wiped away my tears. I took a deep breath and prepared myself.

I was lost.

I was going to jump.

I was so devastated.

I was so alone.

I knocked on the door once more, knowing that four in the morning wasn't the best time to knock on someone's door.

What could I say?

I'm going to get my girl.

End

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