Chapter 142: A Home

Ashton's POV

"Do you think it would be alright if I stayed?" I asked my father-in-law as he brought me to the guest room.

"Of course, you are Megan's husband, Ashton. You have all the right to stay here at my house. I apologize since our house is not as big as your mansion in Astikoz or the one you were living; in Majuscule City." He answered, and I gave him a weak smile.

"It doesn't matter, dad; this place is a home to me, and unlike my father's house, our movements were numbered, and we weren't free on what to do with our lives even if my siblings and I were no longer teenagers," I responded.

"I understood that Gregory only wanted what is best for his children, but what he had done out there during a party to my daughter was not excusable; he humiliated Megan in front of his guests." Megan's dad replied. I felt so guilty and embarrassed as I talked with Megan's dad.

"I am sorry, dad, I wasn't able to defend her tonight from that scene; I couldn't believe my dad was only pretending he liked my wife and son. I felt so ashamed of what my father did." I responded.

"Ashton, you don't need to apologize to me. It was your father's deeds and not yours; I know how much you love Megan; that is why I encourage you to stay for the night and be with my daughter." He replied.

"I think my wife will be more angry if she realizes I am not leaving. But I am so afraid if I will not stay here and find out she will walk away again from my life, and I can't afford to lose your daughter, dad." I declared.

"She means everything to me, and I am willing to lose what I have right now as long as I have Megan and our son in my life," I added, and he grinned at me.

"I know, don't worry, my daughter will surely bark, but I am sure she won't bite you, son," he replied, and I laughed.

"Thank you, Ashton, you came after her, and you weren't afraid to face Megan after what happened in your father's mansion." Megan's dad stated.

"Of course, there is no place I want to be but to be with my wife. I am now a married man, and I wanted to show Megan I will fight for us and I will never let my father wins this game he was playing." I answered as I looked him in the eyes, and his face turned serious.

"Are you willing to leave everything behind for my daughter?" He asked, and I nodded my head without hesitation.

"Dad, I will accept any job; I will never work for my father again. He can't just hurt my wife and, most especially, our son." I replied.

"You better take a bath, Ashton, and the clean water will clean your wounds and cuts; I can give you some of my used clothes for the night and let my wife wash and dry your clothes so that you can use them for tomorrow." He declared.

"No need for that, dad. I am good." I responded, and he turned around and pulled out something from the closet.

"Okay, if you wanted to look like a mess in front of my daughter, then it would be fine with me, but a word of advice, Megan will not like it if you will lay on that bed with dirty clothes." He replied as he turned around, and I offered him a weak smile.

"Here is a bath towel; you better take a bath now before she cleans your wounds. Just put your clothes outside the bathroom door so that I can take them to the laundry room." He added.

I didn't have a choice but to follow his advice since I wanted to look fresh when I met my wife again and just thinking about seeing Megan made me feel excited. Until now, my wife still gives me the same effect every time I am near her.

I could feel the hammering of my chest as I slowly got inside the bathroom. It wasn't as big as the bathrooms in our house, but it was tidy, and I smiled as I discarded my suit. I couldn't believe Megan's dad would help me.

I had been so worried that my wife's father would be angry with me because I saw the anger on his face when he saw Claire and me dancing on the dance floor.

I understood what happened earlier pissed him off, and I felt glad he believed I was in love with Megan. I slowly opened the door after I wrapped the bath towel around my waist. I said my thanks after I handed my dirty clothes to Mr. Corteza.

"No problem, just make my daughter happy. You are always welcome here, Ashton." He said.

"I will be back; I will not go to bed unless you and Megan are on good terms." He added, and my smile widened.

I took a cold shower to calm down my nerves. I don't know what would happen to me if Megan's dad didn't offer the guest room. I could see the anger on my wife's face when she met me at the main door a while ago, but I felt glad her dad intervened, or else I would be sleeping outside.

There is no way I will go home to my father's place or Zachary's since I don't want to miss a thing. It happened before, Megan left Astikoz without a trace, and it wrecked me.

I couldn't stop smiling after I got out of the bathroom and found my wife checking me out. I felt glad I still have the same effect as her.

Oh my goodness! My wife looked so hot as she stared at my toned body, and I felt glad I maintained my muscular body for my wife to see, and I enjoyed how her eyes scanned my chiseled chest down to my legs, and I hate to admit, I have an erection. My wife blushed when she realized I caught her staring at my manhood.

Damn, I couldn't control myself, and I wanted to take her into my arms and make love with her until we were both panting, and she would scream my name. I missed her moans and how she clung to me every time we made love.

I turned my back to Megan when I realized his father had returned to the guest room, and I did everything I could to hide my erection since I didn't want my father-in-law to know I was seconds away from taking my wife into bed.

"I guess everything is fine here; good luck, children; I am sorry if I disturbed you. Ashton, I already put some of my clothes on top of the bed." Megan's dad said.

"You can turn around now, son," he added before he closed the door, and when I turned around, Megan was blushing.

She stepped back when I moved closer until her back hit the wall, and I took my time gazing at my wife's beautiful face.

"You are so beautiful, Megan," I whispered.

"I am still angry with you, Ashton," she replied sternly.

"I know, my love, and I am sorry," I said as I cupped her face; she swatted my hand, and I took her waist instead, and I pinned her to the wall, and I captured her mouth in an instant.

My wife tried to resist at first, but she became helpless as she put her arms around my neck and kissed me back with the same urgency, I couldn't stop kissing her, and I heard Megan's sweet moans echo the entire place.

I could feel my entire body was on fire, and I pulled her dress up and took it off quickly, and she helped me discard her bra while I yanked down her panties as she raised her legs and kicked the remaining of her clothing to the side.

We were out of breath, but we couldn't stop each other from kissing until I could feel her hands pull away the towel from my body, and I could feel my manhood twitch, and I grunted when my wife touched my manhood with her fingers while I was kissing her on her lips down to her throat.

I took time kissing every inch of her sweet body, and she suddenly stopped.

"What is wrong, Meg?" I asked.

"I need to take care of your bruises," she replied while her eyes were glued to my erect member, and I loved how my wife admired my rod with lust.

"It can wait," I said, and she yelped when I carried her to the bed, and I slowly put my wife down on the mattress, and her nakedness made my member become harder. I drank her in, and I couldn't stop myself from touching her mound, and I could feel her wetness on my fingers.

My wife moaned as I caressed her clit, and I smiled when she bucked her hips. Megan's supple breasts looked so tempting, her nipples puckered, and I couldn't stop leaning down, and when I took her erect nipple into my mouth, she grabbed my hair as she called my name.

"I love you; I am sorry, Megan, if I hurt you," I said in between my kisses while my hands continued toying with her slit.

"You better stop apologizing, Ashton; we will talk later; for now, I don't want you to stop, or we can stop if you want," my wife responded as I could see the impending orgasms that registered on her face.

"Hell, no, I want to make love with you until morning, my love," I responded, and my wife giggled, and I felt so thankful that we were given another chance to share another sweet moment together.

I realized no one could stop us from manifesting our love for each other by making each other happy through our hot and steamy lovemaking, and my wife's daughter died in my mouth as I captured her sweet lips.