LOVE SOAKED

EPILOGUE- The vacation we deserve

ASHER

The French countryside stretched out below us in a breathtaking tapestry of rolling vineyards and quaint villages.  Sunlight glinted off the Loire River, a silver ribbon winding its way through the landscape.  We were suspended in a wicker basket, gently bobbing along in a hot air balloon. The view seemed smaller than my adorable petite girlfriend, who would kill me if I ever said this to her face.

"This is incredible, Asher," Trisha whispered, her voice filled with awe as she gazed out at the panorama.  Her hand, warm and soft, slipped into mine.  I squeezed it gently, my heart swelling with a love so profound it almost made me well up.

"Even more incredible than the view," I teased, leaning in to brush my lips against her ear.  She swatted me playfully, a blush creeping up her cheeks.  "Don't be cheesy," she protested, but the laughter in her eyes betrayed her.

The wind whipped playfully at our hair, carrying with it the sweet scent of wildflowers.  We drifted in comfortable silence for a while, simply enjoying each other's company and the breathtaking scenery.

"You know," Trisha said, breaking the silence, "I never thought I'd be brave enough to go on a hot air balloon."

"What made you change your mind?" I asked, curiosity piqued.

"You," she admitted, a shy smile gracing her lips.  "You convinced me it would be an amazing experience, and you were right.  It is."

My heart soared.  "There's a lot of things you haven't done yet, Storm," I said, my voice soft.  "And I'd love to be there to experience them all with you."

We talked for hours that day, about everything and nothing.  We discussed our dreams, our fears, our hopes for the future.  We talked about children – how many we might want someday, what kind of parents we hoped to be.  Trisha, ever the pragmatist, worried about the sleepless nights and the endless diaper changes.

"Don't worry," I assured her, pulling her close.  "We'll face it together.  And besides, ill hire all the help you need. Hope you haven't forgotten im a billionaire just because I visit all the street food joints you like." I taunted her while pulling her closer to me.

The picture of her belly swelled up with our child sent a warmth radiating through me. All of me. Including my dick which was suddenly excited thinking about the process of making a baby.

"Asher...., wait, I know that look on hour face." Before she could protest I closer her mouth with my own, tasting her new lipbalm. I kissed her wild like a mad man. " Ash..her..no!. I'm not getting pregnant before the wedding." Her defiance was strong but I was stronger than her." We are on a hot air balloon storm, we might fall if you defy me."

" I'll be nice, ill make you feel so good, while you enjoy the view." Giving her a wink and taking her smile as a yes I hiked her mini skirt up and bent her over." Keep your eyes on the view baby."
I stroked her ass before spreading her legs wide open for me to get a good look at my meal. " You knew this was going to happen. Is that why you skipped panties?" Before she could answer I sunk my tongue in her pussy and earned a whelp from her.

I kept my licks long and soft just the way she likes it,  "oh! God!...Ash.. fe.e.ls.. sooo god...!" I devoured her pussy like my last meal, knowing all to well that this pussy is only mine to take in any way I please.

As she got closer, I increased the pace with which I licked her clit, just as she was about to cum I got up and shoved my dick inside her. "FUCK!" she cried in surprise and pleasure. " That's right baby, that's exactly what I'm about to do to you. " I had prepped her well enough to take harsh thrusts so I did exactly that.

" You will look so fucking beautiful and radiant with our baby in your belly storm." "OH GOD...YESS!"
Hearing her moans and screams I couldn't take it anymore, my thrusts quickened with the intensity.
" LET. ME. FILL. YOU. UP. BABY." I could barely hold it in when I felt Trisha's orgasm closing in, and then I heard it. " Ash...ASHER!! FILL ME UP.... PLEASE... PLEASE.... PLEASE...!!!!!.

My orgasm came as soon as I heard her plead. With a grunt I emptied my cum inside her pussy and I stayed inside her and both of us looked ahead while enjoying the view. Trisha looked at the city..., and I looked at my cum spill down her legs.

As the sun began its descent, painting the sky in a riot of colors, we stood there  talking about our wedding.  "I don't want anything too extravagant," Trisha said, wrinkling her nose.  "Just something simple and intimate, with close family and friends."

"I agree," I chimed in.  "But maybe with a touch of… whimsy?"  I winked at her.  "A hot air balloon wedding, perhaps?"

She laughed, a sound as sweet as music to my ears.  "Maybe not a hot air balloon," she conceded.  "But definitely something outdoors.  Maybe by the beach, with the sound of the waves crashing in the background."

The idea sent a shiver of excitement down my spine.  A beach wedding, with Trisha by my side, the sound of the ocean as our wedding march…  I could practically picture it.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed, shattering the idyllic moment.  A frown creased my forehead as I saw it was my mom.  "Probably just checking in," I muttered, but a nagging feeling of unease wouldn't let go.  I swiped to answer.

"Hey, Mom," I said, a cheerful tone.

"Asher, honey," her voice came through, laced with worry.  "There's been some trouble with Anna."  My blood ran cold remembering what her dad did to us. "What kind of trouble?"

"Apparently, her father is planning something… something dangerous.  He might try to force her to come back to the US and marry someone he's chosen."

Trisha looked up at me, her brow furrowed with concern.  I explained the situation in a hushed tone, keeping my voice calm for her sake.

"Don't worry, Mom," I assured her.  "I'll handle it."  I glanced at Trisha, her eyes filled with a question I didn't need to voice.  "I'll call Rudra.  He'll take care of things."

I dialed Rudra's number, hoping he'd have a solution.  But to my surprise, the call went straight to voicemail.  "Rudra, pick up," I muttered, frustration gnawing at me.  I left a message, explaining the situation and begging him to keep Anna safe until we got back.  But the silence on the other end was deafening.

I even sent him a picture so he would recognize her. And suddenly I got a call from, Rudra.

"That's her?" My brother spoke without so much as a hello. " Yeah bhai, why?"

Without answering my question he hung up on me. What a fucking jerk. " Just like you..." I heard Trisha coo from behind. I gave her a Stare with my eyes narrowed and my phone lit up with text. From my brother.

" That girl is a menace. I will not be taking care of her."