“holy shit!” she yelled then she stopped

“no…don’t stop…I love watching you shake that butt…” I told her “…but Hannah Montana?”

“nobody’s perfect is a good song…”

“haha ok baby…” I said “…so do I get a kiss?” I asked then she came over and pulled me into her

“you can have more than a kiss…” she said running her hands down to my butt

“no offence…I love you, and want you….just not at 8 in the morning…” I told her kissing her

“oh yeah? You weren’t saying ‘no’ yesterday morning…”

“and that doesn’t count…” I said kissing her again then walking into our kitchen

“you know what tomorrow is don’t you?” she said walking after me

“yes…I do…” I said smiling at her

“so…clearly you’re not planning anything…my college graduate…” she said winking at me

“you just made me sound so young…” I told her

“you are so young…” she said repeating me “…and hot in those boy shorts…” she added then our phone rang

“can you get that?” I asked her

“yeah…” she said picking up the phone “hello? Hey Mark…uh yeah…what about it? WHAT?! are you kidding! Oh my god!” she said freaking out then she hung up the phone “what?!” I asked freaked out by her tangent

“you know the new album came out?” she said jumping up and down

“yes…”

“IT ALREADY WENT PLATNUM!” she said

“WHAT?!” I said starting to jump up and down with her “baby! I am so proud of you!”

“wow…wow, wow, wow!” was all she could mutter…this was so big for her!

“come on…” I said pulling her up the stairs

“what?” she said catching her breath from screaming

“…you so get a little reward from me…” I said winking at her then she chased me upstairs

“oh fuck…fuckkkk!” I moaned while Ashley thrusted into me rubbing my clit with her thumb, my hands grasped her sweat covered back

“come for me Spencer…” she begged panting into my ear

“oh shit…ashleyyyyyy!” I screamed her name as my orgasm ripped through me and my back arched and she held her fingers inside of me until I rode it out, and she fell to the side of me completely out of breath and sweaty

“I should put records out more often…” she said looking at me and we both laughed

“mmm yes you should…” I said moving sweat covered hair from her face “…who ever said there’s never sex after marriage was so wrong…” I told her

“fuck yes they were…” she said “…and now I’m completely tired and I think I pulled something in my back…” she said couldn’t help but laugh at her a little “…but it’s so worth it getting to hear you scream my name…” she said kissing me

“mmm and you’re so good at it…” I said kissing her “…and I am so tired…”

“you’re tired? What about me!” she said then she laughed and smiled at me “I love you”

“I love you too…” I said kissing her then I curled up next to her

Cartel once sung “I’m so set on the rest of my life being a part of you…” probably one of the best lyrical lines ever written…at least from my point of view. George Bernhard Shaw once wrote “there are two tragedies in life…one is to lose your hearts desire…the other is to gain it…” well, Shaw may have had his heart broken, but all I’ve wished for is to gain love for another, and I have love for the most amazing person in the world…What justifies our happiness? What does it mean to be in love? Well…I woke up one morning and it was there…I walked the streets of Los Angeles and found her…and I will spend the rest of my life with her…I can sell a million albums, but none of that rush is like the rush I get when I see her…when I’m around her…if that’s not love…then what is?

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