ALL SNIPPETS ARE RANDOM IN TIME AND OUT OF ORDER.

Glory Beach was at the south end of Jekyll Island in Georgia. Since her mother moved to Savannah, Anastasia had always wanted to go, but never got the time to. For her graduation, Christian surprised her with a trip to Glory Beach so she could spend time soaking up some sun while seeing her mother.

"Your man is something else." Carla shook her head while the women laid out, watching Christian and Bob, who was Carla's latest husband, walk down the beach.

Ana couldn't help her grin as she admired her dom's tanned muscular body against the sun. "He's the best."

"I've never seen a man so attentive. Much better than that last asshole who couldn't keep his hands and dick in line."

"Mom! Don't start. It's been three years." Ana shook her head at her mother. She would never let it lie and move on.

"I knew you were smarter than that. When you said you quit school to support the fool, I almost came up there to yank you back home. " Carla sighed. "But your father, ever logical, said you needed to work it out of your system. Live and learn, he said. You certainly did that. Thank God your next choice was everything I hoped for you."

Ana cocked an eyebrow as her mother stared at the men. "Aren't you suppose to make him sweat, give him a hard time and say no one is good enough for your little girl?"

Carla laughed. "I busted his chops for over a year, Ana. He showed us time and time again that he's worthy. Don't you want us to get along?"

"Well yes, but I don't want to feel like you like him more than you like me!"

"Oh, Ana." Rolling her eyes, Carla pushed herself up and moved to lay next to her daughter, hugging her. "You will always be my number one person. I'm happy for you. I want you to live a beautiful life and I'm excited you found a man that knows just how much of a treasure you are."

Ana smiled. "As long as you still like me better." She teased her mother. "I don't want to worry about where your loyalty lies if we break up."

"Pish posh. You two aren't going to break up. You're so obsessed with each other it's disgusting."

"Mom!"

Carla laughed. "You two are going to get married one day and have beautiful babies and eventually grandbabies and you two will still be as disgustingly obsessed with each other then as you are now."

Giggling, Ana pushed herself up on the lounger so she could sit up. "I hope so."

She wasn't sure about the whole marriage and baby situation. They'd been together for almost three years and he hadn't said anything about either. She was happy though, so the mention of it all didn't bother her too much. Christian had been burned in the past and she didn't want to rush him into anything. she didn't feel the need to. She was twenty-five... Twenty-six next month. Plenty of time to figure all of that out.

XxXxXx

"Are you enjoying your time with your mom?" Christian and Ana walked hand-in-hand on the shore while the sun began to set.

"Yes, it's been great. I love my graduation present, Christian." Ana had worked her ass off, taking extra classes and full course loads in the summer to graduate early, but it was worth it. She had her degree and she could work in the real world now. She couldn't wait to start her career.

He smiled down at the sand while they walked. "I'm glad. You deserve it."

"My mother is obsessed with you." Ana teased him, squeezing his hand. "If you play your cards right, she might leave Bob for you."

Christian laughed. "As tempting as that might seem, I think I'll pass. I've got what I want."

Ana giggled. "I'm glad I'm still what you want."

Releasing her hand, he wrapped his arms around her and leaned down to kiss her. "That will never stop, babydoll. I'll always want you. I'll always choose you."

"I like that. I like that instead of saying you need me, you are saying you choose me. That somehow means more."

He shrugged. "I do feel like I need you, but I still choose you every day. I'll choose you over anyone and anything."

"I'd never make you choose, though. You know that right? I'd never put you in a situation where you can't have both." She leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed his chin.

He gave her a lopsided grin. "So harems are your thing?"

"Christian!" She smacked at his chest. "You know... I was wrong. I would make you choose. It's either me and only me or your harem of women." Her nose scrunched at the thought.

"It'll always be you. A harem of a thousand women wouldn't satisfy me like you do."

"Good answer. Now kiss me." She reached up and yanked on his neck so he'd dip down.

"So bossy." He kissed her lightly, teasing her before pulling away.

"That wasn't a good one." She jumped to try to kiss him again, but he moved back and laughed, enjoying the way her breasts bounced in her bikini top when she tried.

"It wasn't?"

"Christian!" She put her hands on her hips. "I want a kiss."

"You do?"

Pouting, she nodded.

"Say please."

"Pleeeeaaaassseeee? I'll make you feel good later."

"Insatiable little thing." He picked her up so she could straddle his waist. "The three times wasn't enough today?"

She shook her head. "Nope. I like you too much."

"Thank fuck for that. Now kiss me so you have to make me feel good later."

She gladly kissed him and breathed him in, enjoying the smell of the saltwater and sun on his skin as she held him to her. "I love you, Christian. I love everything about you."

He hummed. "Me too, my girl. I want to spend every day with you."

"Forever is a must."

Grinning, he kissed her nose. "Sounds like we better get married then."

Her heart stuttered. "Wha-what?"

"You said forever. Marriage is forever, isn't it?"

"It is." Ana searched his face. "You want to marry me?"

"Is that really a question? I'm completely dedicated to you, Ana. It was miserable trying to wait until after you graduated. I didn't want to wait, but I told myself I needed to so that you didn't feel pressured to say yes just because I was paying your tuition. I didn't want to be an obligation."

"Christian." Her tears fell. "I would never feel obligated to marry you. It's what I want. I've wanted it for so long." She hugged him tight, closing her eyes to let the moment sink in. Christian wanted her as his wife. He wanted it for a long time and she never knew. She couldn't help, but giggle. "This is everything I want."

"That's all I need to hear." He set her back on her feet and reached into the pocket of his swim shorts. "I've had this for a year now. It's been burning a hole in my desk at work. Finally, it'll be where it belongs." Opening the black crushed velvet box, he showed her the large cushion cut ring with a halo of diamonds around it.

"That-that-Christian! That..." Anastasia was shirt circuiting.

He smiled. "I know. Kate snapped a picture and sent it to me that day." On a trip to the jeweler to fix a necklace of Kate's, the diamond got Ana's attention while they browsed.

"Sneaky."

"You aren't angry that we hid it, are you?"

She giggled. "Of course not. I'm just blown away. I don't even know what to say. Jesus. It's as perfect as I remember." She watched as he slipped it onto her finger. "You really want to marry little o' me?" She smiled up at him.

"Nothing I want more. Now, kiss me."

XxXxXx

"You look so good on your knees, babydoll." Christian cupped the back of her head as she worked him with her mouth while he sat on the side of the bed. He leaned back on one hand, offering more of himself to her. "Your mouth feels so good. That's my girl. Suck hard. Eyes up here. Always on me." With hooded eyes, he watched her below him. Her petite mouth stretched wide to accommodate his girth, her right hand on his sac while her left hand rested on his thigh. "My cock in your pretty little mouth while my ring is on your finger. I think I've died and gone to Heaven."

Ana sunk deeper into him and gagged a little, making his cock jerk. "Fuck, baby. Relax and breath through your nose." When she obeyed and slipped him to her throat, he groaned her name. "That's it, baby. Good girl. Such a good girl. Make your dom come now."

With one last swallowing movement, Christian came while Ana milked what she could out of him. He pulled out halfway through, making his come leak out of her mouth and down her throat, collecting between her bikini clad breasts.

With a swallow, she giggled. "Daddy! You made a mess!" She licked her lips.

Reaching down, he wiped her chin off with his thumb and pushed it into her mouth. When she immediately began to suck, he praised her for being a good girl.

"I love when you're covered in my mark. You did so well, baby. Look, I'm already hard." His cock was bobbing between the two of them already.

When she leaned over it with an open mouth, he stopped her. "Nuh uh, little thing. It's my turn."

Leaning down, he yanked her up and onto the bed so he could yank her bottoms off. All he had to do was give a quirk of his eyebrow for her to open for him.

"How many before I give you my cock?"

She ran her index finger through the mess on her chest and brought it to her mouth. "However many my Daddy wants." She answered through the finger in her mouth.

"Lucky for you, Daddy's feeling greedy, too." He always felt starved for her. She had been right. Three times earlier in the day didn't dull his hunger for her at all. It had been almost three years and he still felt like a horny teenager with her. She was made for him... and now that she was wearing that sparkler, he'd never have to worry that another man might get a piece of what was his. He was always a possessive, selfish man, but he had never experienced possessiveness like this. She belonged to him... and she knew it.

"Who owns you, baby?" He asked while he worked her with his mouth.

She moaned, her center clenching at his words. "You, Daddy. You own me. My body and my heart. My soul."

He growled. "That's my baby. Pull your knees up and hug them and I'll make you come."