Sam stood at the counter preparing a snack, veggies and bruschetta and little flatbreads and she was humming with a little grin as she walked over to the beer fridge to see what was inside. 

With no warning, JC came out of nowhere, and from behind her, he reached down and scooped her up over his shoulder. "Matter of FACT I was talking about another snack!" He walked by the pantry and carried her inside of it, grabbing a bag of pretzels and the jar of peanut butter.

She squealed as her towel fell. "JOSH!" She was all giggles.

"Mmm, Cheez-Its or chips?" He reached behind him and got a healthy grab of her butt.

Her giggles were uncontrollable. "Josh! Whichever one is gonna be more full bodied for you." 

"UGH." He grabbed the Cheez-Its and walked her back out of the pantry and he walked right up the stairs with everything in one arm and he was balancing her on his shoulder with the other. 

Her giggles were still there but softer. "Yeah, you know you got the perfect table right behind me daddy." 

He stopped mid-stair, looked behind them and then he grinned, as he looked down at her ass, then up at her. "Are you suggesting that I get to eat off of you?"

She smirked. "I mean, you did want a snack."

He began to take the stairs two at a time. "Girl, that's the kind of snack I'm TALKING about. Shit yes." He carried her right over to the hot tub, where the windows were floor to ceiling. He dropped the snacks down first then set her down. "I'm gonna need you to be my view within a view."

"You got it daddy," she smirked, "You want me on the ledge in front of the windows?"

"That's exactly where I want you." He rubbed his hands together and walked his happy ass in the water, then pulled his snacks over to the ledge and open the boxes up. 

She laid down on her tummy on the ledge, kicking her legs back a little bit. She peered back at her ass behind her then a little bit farther over at her very eager fiance who was grinning ear to ear.

He couldn't fight his shit-eating grin. He bit his lip a bit. "You are literally perfect, Samantha Bentley." He popped a cracker in his mouth, then walked over to her, leaned forward and kissed her on the lips softly and sweetly. 

She laughed softly against his lips then leaned over to leave him one more soft kiss. "Mmm, not quite perfect."

"Yes. Perfect." He took his hand and placed it along her shoulder, then slowly allowed his fingers to glide down against her skin to feel the shape of her body. It made him smile. "Perfect to me."

She closed her eyes and smiled. "Mmm. Baby, I love that you love it as much as I love me. I love how I feel and look when I'm really focused on working out and eating right. I love how strong I feel and how things are when they're tighter and everything. But I also love when things are a little softer and rounder too. Everything in moderation." She kinda grinned, "And I know that you agree."

"I couldn't agree more. I just love you for you no matter what shape your body has. Buuuuuuuttttt, Daddy do like this body too." He brushed his hand over the curve of her ass, pulling her bottoms down a little bit to reveal more cheek. 

"Daddy made this body," she grinned cutely, "He upped the cardio and the squats. I've been sweating more now under your watch than I've been in a long ass time." She moved her hips from side to side, making her booty sway with her movements. 

"I didn't make it. Mmm, you put in the hard work. I just coach." He licked his lips. "But yes, you did put in that work and this body is getting ridiculous and why I'm always wanting a snack." He put a few crackers along her thigh and created a line up over the hump of her ass.

She smirked and let him continue what he was doing as she peeked over his shoulder. "Baby, I'm not just a snack, let's be real." She giggled softly. 

"Full bodied 3 course meal sound better to you?" He smirked, then leaned down to pick up the crackers with his lips one by one. 

"Mmm, much," she rested her head back down on the ledge, smiling at the tickling of his lips. "But I'll always gladly be daddy's snack."

"You'll always be daddy's everything." He took a cracker off of her ass cheek then lightly nibbled on it, then he smiled and placed a soft kiss near the fabric of her bottoms.

Her giggles were soft. "How's that dimple of yours down there Mr. Chasez?" 

"Ugh, it's perfect. Mine." He rested his face against her ass and he looked down at her leg, then touched at the dimple. 

She couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. "I've been careful to keep that in mind just for you." She sighed in a cute way, letting him have his moment down there.

JC let himself enjoy the moment, loving on the dimple and her booty before he kissed, and nibbled on crackers right up to her lower back. "Mmm, that dimple ain't going nowhere baby. No matter how lean and strong you get." He continued to kiss up her back until he got to her shoulder and close to her face.

She smiled and her eyes closed as he made his way to her face. "Mmm. Hey Josh?"

He smiled against her skin. "Yes love?" His fingers rested against her leg. 

"I think I love it here. I can see us doing this a couple times each summer. Maybe even the winter with some snowboarding together." She said softly. 

He walked over in the water to be closer to her and his smile was sweet. "I was thinking the same thing when we were out on the lake. I already love it here, and thought that if we had a good week we could talk about buying something when we got home."

She sat up so she could be closer to him as well, then slid down into the water so they could be right next to each other. In fact, she even snuggled up to him in the moment. "I would love that. I can see lots of amazing memories being made on this lake together."

He pulled her right onto his lap and locked his arms around her, a smile on his face. "So many good memories. Let's go ahead and start looking then. It couldn't hurt." 

"I mean I know we have a wedding to plan and big expenses coming up. I suppose we should be responsible." She smiled, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "But I think this will make a great future investment. We can bring our family up here to visit and relax when LA gets a little too crazy."

He put his lips against her temple and she could feel him smile. "Responsible... investing in our future is responsible, mhmm. Investing for our family."

She smiled and he could feel her cheeks turn pink against his lips. "I mean... I meant our families. Like our moms and dads and siblings... but..."

He kissed along her face and pulled back to smile at her. "I know. And I can't wait to invite everyone together for one of the holidays with us. Maybe next year we will have a huge cabin on the lake and can host Thanksgiving. I'd love that."

"That would be wonderful. We can have a big turkey and lots ofs food. And a game room where we can all play games together and we can watch football. Yum." She grinned, "The Chasez family Thanksgiving."

He pulled her even more so that she was facing him now, and he adjusted his legs to be over his. He slid his arms even more around her body, then put his forehead against hers. "I can't wait for all of that. Chasez Thanksgiving... Chasez Christmas..."

She smiled and rested her forehead against his, kissing him softly a few times. "Last Thanksgiving I was so quiet and my parents knew something was up. That I was so smitten with someone but I wouldn't tell them who. This Thanksgiving we'll be together, and next one we'll be married." She sighed softly. 

"Mmmm," he kissed slow and soft a second time, only for a moment though. "I was distracted the whole day. And barely even paid attention to football. I was actually stalking your social media on my brother's laptop." He grinned.

She laughed so cute on his lips. "Oh yeah? Even more important than football, hmm." She pursed her lips together all smirky and adorable. "Did your brother come to see what's up?"

"Oh he knew," he grinned, "He was already one of your followers."

"Your brother knew we had met or your brother just assumed you were stalking some model on his laptop?" She poked him playfully. 

"No, no, no. My brother was already a fan. I mentioned your name and he didn't believe that I had met you at a party, and was like wait THIS Samantha? Showed me his laptop and I snatched that thing out of his hand and creeped your entire page and said... yeah THAT Samantha."

"THHHHHHAT Samantha," She smiled on his lips. "My little stalker."

"Mmhmm," he slowly closed his lips on hers. "I didn't want to bring myself to search you on the Internet just yet. But I was like damn damn damn I gotta see her again. My brother didn't talk to me for like two weeks."

She couldn't help but giggle, he was making her mushy inside. "I need to find my phone. I'm pretty sure I got a picture of you in front of the mirror that night. I wanna say that was a definite." She smiled on his lips and kissed him a few times. 

"Mmmmm. Noooooo." He pushed his lips into hers a little harder then grinned, "I texted you happy thanksgiving and then asked how you were, thank you."

"Okayyy maybe you did first," she laughed, "I do remember you texting me now that I think about it. I had to go sit on the patio at my parents house because I may have gotten a big ol smile on my face."

He grinned at kissed at her nose as his hands grazed the skin along her arms. "Ah, and you didn't want ANYONE to ask you what the smile was about either." He started to laugh all low. 

She grinned. "Not when my parents had already tossed on the *NSYNC Christmas album."

He pulled back his head to look at her. "Wait, say what? Your parents listened to *NSYNC?"

She laughed. "You were Florida boys. My parents loved that shit. Especially the Christmas album. You didn't see heart eyes on my mother when you met her the first time?" She grinned. "So Tyler was a fan and so was Mama Bentley."

"I guess I was too busy focusing on you that I missed Mama Bentley crushin," he grinned, "Oh now I REALLY can't wait to get her along and have some conversation with my future."

She laughed. "Please. I'm sure she'd love to tell you all kinds of embarrassing stories about me. She actually loved all of you equally, though she kind of had a soft spot for Lance."

"Mmm so about that trip back home and planning that rehearsal dinner," He was smirking so cutely and pulled on her legs so that she slid back into position on his legs as the water caused her to float away a bit.

She giggled and wrapped her arms around him. "Please, feel free to dish with mama all you want." She grinned, "Your mom is just as bad. She's been into cleaning and finding old pictures of you and emailing them to me." She grinned, "I think she wants me to see what a cute little uy you were and get baby fever."

"My mom is sending you pictures of me?" His brows shot up.

"You knew she emailed me all the time to see how I was doing. The pictures are the new part," she laughed softly, "While you were away. You were an awful cute little guy." She touched his face.

He turned bright pink and let out a playful growl, "That mom of mine!" He started to laugh, "Next time we go home, I'm stealing her photo box and bringing it home."

"Oh good, so I can have them all," she laughed, "She's an amazing woman. You're a lucky guy, Josh. I can't wait for her to be my mother in law."

"Baby, you can have all the photos you want, whenever you want. Whatever that is mine is yours, and that includes my family." His smile was genuine. "She can't wait for you to be her daughter and she reminds me of this every week at some point."

"I definitely get a real copy of you in the Mighty Mouse briefs and your cape. That one is going up on the wall in our bedroom for sure." She started to giggle and she brought her hand up to cover her mouth.

"Ok, ok, ok... enough with my pictures. You promised me some of yours and I NEVER got one, ok?" He pinched her sides. "You're totally holding out on me and you're over here indulging in my embarrassment."

"What? Of me as a baby or doing something else?" She giggled, "What's mine is also yours, handsome. Likewise with my family even if you may not want them." She smirked. 

He was watching her intently and his hands were still slowly running along her back. "Hey Samantha, I want your whole family. I want everything associated with you because that means it's part of you. When I asked you to marry me, that meant I was asking for every single piece of your history and baggage to come along with it. I'm marrying you and I'm going to love every single dark corner that you're afraid to shed light on until the end of your life." His voice was soft but certain, and he didn't know exactly how all of that had just come out, but he meant every word.

She looked up at him with love in her eyes. "Joshua Scott Chasez, I love you." She touched his face. "And I'm going to love every part of you that you have. I love that you're not afraid to tell me what's on your mind and let me try to work things through with you. I love that you're my partner."

He put his forehead back against hers and held her close to his body for a bit. He didn't need to say anything more, they both knew why and what insecurities they had and how transparent they were with each other. He knew he just wanted and needed to hold her close, to show her he wasn't going anywhere through anything.

She smiled a bit against his lips, letting him hold her. She knew they both needed each other and complemented each other to the point they didn't realize how truly lucky they were- she needed a man with his patience and drive mixed with his sometimes shyness as a balance for her outspoken confidence that sometimes needed the reassurance that he loved to give. 

He kissed her temple after a few quiet moments then whispered, "We should probably actually eat something." He lifted her up and carried her out of the hot tub, then set her down and wrapped her in a giant bath towel and dried himself off. You could see in his body language that in his mind he was still very thoughtful.

She smiled up at him all wrapped up in her towel. "Everything that I started for our original snack is still on the counter in the kitchen." She dried off a bit and then let the towel fall. 

"Original snack," he grinned as he watched her, drying himself off too. He let his shorts fall as well, getting ready to hang them up to dry. "I'll come meet you downstairs then. I'll just put on some dry clothes." He began to walk toward their suitcases in the bedroom. 

She smirked as she watched his bare ass walking away. "You're a snack yourself Joshua." She reached for her sarong skirt and slipped it on over her bottoms before she started for the stairs. 

He yelled back as she was walking down the stairs, "I BEEN TRYIN!"

She giggled, walking back into the kitchen. She went into the beer fridge to get her originally intended IPAs out, popping off the tops. She added some pretzels to their original plate of food. 

JC came down the stairs a few short moments later in a pair of shorts. His skin was pink from the sun and his hair was a mess. "And we need to not fill up on snacks because dinner is gonna be great."

"I can't wait, it'll be delicious I'm sure, whenever you're in the kitchen it's an experience." She grinned, taking her phone and snapping a picture of him. 

"Samantha," he laughed, licking his lips. He walked right up to her and snatched her phone out of her hands to take a picture of her unexpectedly as well. "You and the damn photo taking." He smirked.

"You'll thank me one day." She leaned in and kissed him softly then walked back to the counter again.

He licked his lips and stood back to watch her with a little grin. The lake view through the kitchen window was on point, and the sunlight streaming into the natural looking kitchen was the perfect compliment to her cooking in the kitchen. He smirked and snapped a few pictures of her, getting a few different angles. 

She was looking out at the lake, smiling. "I got you a full bodied Pilsner baby. We can toast to our future lives at the lake."

He grinned, "I love the sound of that baby." He quickly put her phone down on the counter but not before connecting to MySpace mobile and making a post with one of the photos of her in the bikini in the kitchen with the caption, "By the time I even realize that my fiance has taken pictures and posted them, I will have already been loved down enough that I can't get mad at him for hijacking my phone. ~Sam" 

She carried the two bottles over and held hers up against his. "To being perfectly imperfect on our own, but when we're together we complete each other." She smirked, "And to future Chasez family trips to this lake."

"Amen baby, amen." He toasted bottles with her and took a long sip. "Mmmm, shall we go discuss our must haves?"

"Mmm, yes. Let's sit at the bar and chat about it." She grinned and grabbed her phone, bringing it over so she could start a list. 

He grabbed his phone as well and was biting his lip to hold back his smirk as he watched her with her phone. He sat at the bar by the water. "Mmm, baby this is amazing. Shit."

"Mmm. You're doing dinner tonight right? I'll cook tomorrow if you want." She licked her lips and popped a piece of bruschetta in her mouth. 

"Whatever you want love." He leaned over and kissed her cheek as he took another bite. "I'm not planning much for the rest of the week. If I only got to snack for the rest of our time and still just got to be with you, I'd be happy."

"I'll definitely cook. I love to cook for you, Josh." She smiled, nibbling on her carrot. 

"Same. So that takes us to our first must have. Kitchen. We need a giant kitchen in the new place." He began to type it in his phone. 

She grinned. "Mmhm. With an island for me to sit on while you cook. And other things." She giggled softly. 

"Are you insinuating something dirty Samantha Bentley?" His head tilts. "Like you want me to get all between your legs and shit?"

She grinned, "I love kitchen sex. So yes." 

"Okay, So island for sex... wait cross that out, I meant cooking." He licked his lips and took a sip of his beer, almost finishing the bottle. "You had enough to eat?"

She grinned. "Almost." She nibbled on a few more pieces. "I want a walk out wrap around deck that overlooks the water."

"Okay." He typed it in his phone "Anything else essential to our lake house?"

"Hmm. We need a bomb ass master. I like that this one has a hot tub," she grinned, "And we'll need at least 3 more bedrooms. Maybe 2. If we have my parents and yours, we should probably have at least one extra. And I want a soaking tub and a big glassed in shower. And a game room maybe?"

"Yeah, I'm going to need Gina to work on this ASAP. Cause we are probably going to need to renovate to get everything we want," he looked up at her, "Because I want 3 hot tubs."

"Three hot tubs." She laughed, "Okay Josh. We can do that. Any other must dos for you honey?"

"Toys. We need plenty to do for our family. I want a boat. A safe one, not a speed one. Kayaks, water skis. A dock that also stores everything so it's neat. Maybe an ATV." He grinned, "Snow stuff."

She smirked, "But we need to borrow a speed boat because that shit is sexy."

"We can rent one anytime." He leaned to kiss on her face, "But they are stupid to own and there will be young kids around and teenagers at this lake house and I won't allow it. My rules."

Sam made a playful growl in response. "Yes Daddy... I can see Daddy Chasez is on his way out." 

"Yeah, and you like that shit." He laughed and got up to get another beer for himself because he was trying to get a little bit tipsy now that this subject had him feeling some type of way. 

"I definitely do." She smirked, "Are you going to offer me one too or just keep it for yourself?"

"I didn't think you were done with your first one," he smirked and walked over, lifting her empty bottle and replacing it with the one he just opened for himself. "I'm sorry honey." He smiled and leaned down to kiss her head. 

"Don't apologize baby," she smiled, "You didn't know." She let out a soft sigh. "Do we have a budget for this Josh?"

"Well, I don't really know that yet." He smiled as he grabbed another beer and walked back to her. Instead of sitting next to her, he stood by her side. "We've never actually talked about finances, or how much either of us makes, or if we're keeping houses and adding names." He licked his lips. 

She looked at him and shook her head. "I'm so sorry. Sometimes I forget we haven't done those kinds of things yet." 

"It's okay baby," he touched her face, "We get caught up in being with one another that we don't usually have time to talk about these things. In the beginning we also had no idea how much time we would have before we'd need to leave each other." He smiled. "But, I have an accountant and finance director that handles all my investments and accounts. But what's mine is yours so I'll need to add you on to my accounting."

She nodded. "Okay. and Likewise. Back in New York I have a financial advisor who helps me with all of that. I'll have him add you on as well. And my only real estate is in New York. We can sell that if you want, or I'll add you and we can keep it for when we're there on the East Coast. It's already paid in full, so it's not a liability."

"I don't know why that just sounded so sexy to me..." He made a low moan, "My girl got her shit paid in full." 

"I don't have a car. Never needed one in New York." She shrugged. "But you did know that."

He took a long sip of his beer. "It's okay, I have 3," he grinned, "I was just going to sell one anyway, and you probably need one if we stay in LA and come up this way." 

"This is true. I do love driving your convertible. But the Denali is a solid car too. So I like them both." she smirked. 

"Yeah, and I'm not letting you drive my old Jeep. So start thinking about what you'd like to have and it'll be yours." He reached to pull her from sitting down to standing up so he could have her close to him. 

She looked up at him and smiled. "I can drive the Denali. You look sexy as fuck coming out of your Mercedes so that can be your everyday car." She wrapped her arms around him with a little smile. "So we'll keep New York and Orlando and LA and add each other on, and see what we can invest in this one." 

"Mmm. I'm down." He slipped his arms around her entirely, locking her against his body, his nose pressed to hers. "I am curious though as to what I would find if we searched for your net worth..."

"Oh, struggling plus sized model Samantha Bentley is using her fiance for money," she grinned on his lips and placed a soft kiss. "Go for it baby." 

"I don't even know if the internet is right, I'll tell you when I see what it says about me." He reached behind her to grab his phone and he typed in his name, he grinned. "It's off by about 5 million. I'd say the 25 million was last year. When we close on this tour ending it'll be 30 million. Now, Samantha Bentley, sexy ass, model fiance..."

She peeked up as he was looking, laughing softly. "The *NSYNC machine has done you well." She grinned. "Well look at me. Half of her husband to be." She smirked playfully.

He let out a noise, almost like a grunt. "FUUUUUUCK. My girl is killing this game." He tossed the phone to the side and pulled her all hard against his body like there was any space left. He leaned down and kissed her lips with confidence, like he was saying YES BABY.

She let out a soft little gasp that ended on a squeal in the way he grabbed her like that. She grinned a bit and took a nip at his lip. "You. Are. Something. Else."

"I know." He licked his lip and lifted her up, walking her back to the counter next to the sink, putting her right on top. He pulled her legs to the edge and said the fuck with this sarong, and with a magical motion of his fingers, he had it untied and thrown down on the floor. 

She leaned back on her hands and got a good look at him licking his lips, and the way he looked at her. Her lips curled up into a smile. 

Their eyes met and nothing even needed to be said. He was unbuttoning his shorts and pulling his briefs down already. He was ready and turned on because of her, and he had been for awhile-- their conversation only amplified his body's feelings. "You might want to take your bottoms off because I might break them."

She smirked, licking her lips. "Fuck, my fiance is sexy." She lifted her hips a bit and gave her bottoms a little tug off, letting the still damp fabric hit the floor. "All turned on for me..."

"In the kitchen, where you like it." He pulled a leg of hers over his hip, then took one of her arms and made her wrap that around him too. He steadied himself on her and leaned down to put his lips on hers. "Feels like you're turned on for me too." He mumbled harshly. 

"Mmm. That I am daddy." She grinned and wrapped that leg around him well, as well as her arm even pulling herself a little bit more. "I fucking love the kitchen," she whispered on his lips, "I bet there's an echo in here. Look at these high ceilings." 

"Ughh, I guess we're just going to have to find out." He slowly moved his hips against hers, lifting her up a bit off the counter to fit her just right. It made him moan because he already slipped against her. "Don't hold back baby..." He bucked his lips one good solid move and he was already deep enough to make himself shudder. His head went to the side with his lips parted.

Her eyes closed and a low moan first escaped her lips coupled with a whisper of his name. Her hand went flat on his back because it released its grip with the pleasure of him going deep right away. 

JC needed a moment to collect his thoughts and take in all of the feelings his body was having. He looked down at her as he pulled out and he kept his eyes on her as he grabbed at her knees to make sure she was up and around his waist good enough before he thrusted more forcefully this time, causing her ass to streak against the tile counter. He sucked in a breath and made a face because of the sound she made. 

She let out a noise when she moved on the counter. "JOSH!" She furrowed her brow and wasn't quite expecting him to thrust that forcefully-- it wasn't unwelcome, just unexpected. She adjusted how she was angled on the counter a bit then anchored her legs around him even tighter. "Mmmm BABY!" 

"Yes baby, hold onto Daddy." He hadn't pulled out yet and he bucked his hips at her again, causing him to make a low noise and a groan. He pulled her off the counter and set only a little part of her ass back on it when he pulled out and rolled his hips to slide back in and he did it again, then again at a good pace until it felt so damn good to him that he needed to go harder. His jaw was set hard. "Fuuuuck. YES!" 

She let her nails dig into his back and she let out a good solid scream. "JOSHHHH! UGHHHH!" She made herself lift her hips off the counter to work with those hips of his in their punctuated rhythm. 

He got the chills when he heard her scream his name and it echoed off the vaulted ceilings. His mouth fell open and a growl nearly escaped. He felt like he was about to release his beast. "I LOVE when you scream for me!" His hips didn't stop... the counter, the cabinets, his hands pushing and holding, everything was making a noise and it was far from quiet. He grabbed her hand around him and pulled her off so he could lay her back against the counter, to allow her head to lay down with most of her back. He still had her legs around him and his hands now guided her hips as he switched positions, right there mid session. "OH... MY... GOD." 

You could hear the scream shift when he switched positions on her. "OHHHMYYY DADDY!" Her scream got more high pitched and the end fell off her words in her scream. Her eyes were closed with pure contentment and she was moving on the counter, but her hips rode up in the air with his movements. 

"UGH!" He was watching her squirm and react to him. "That's right baby... DADDY. You're MINE!" His brows furrowed and his hips worked on hers harder. Their skin began to rub and smack together a bit. He was grunting and breathing hard and his chest was even turning red. This different level shit for him. 

She knew that even six months ago there was no way she would have handled the endurance for this kind of loving but she was in the game with him and she couldn't love it more if she tried. "JOSH! FUUUUUCK!" She made a face as her hips bucked wildly with him. "I can't... Ohhhh! Baby! I'm almost THERE!" 

"SAMANTHA!" He grabbed the counter in one hand and hoisted her ass up with the other. "OH FUCK!" His head got thrown back slightly. "Come for daddy..." His teeth gritted, "CALL ME DADDY...." His hips hadn't stopped, and he knew he was working harder on her than he had in maybe forever. It was rough, hard and more accelerated than he could ever remember. She made him absolutely unravel. 

Her eyes could very well have been rolling back inside her head. He was manhandling her like she had never been handled before but it felt so good she almost didn't know what to do with herself. She let out an almost primal scream as her voice carried through the entire kitchen, all the way up to the lofted floors above. "JOSHUUUUUA OHHHH DADDYYYYY...YOU!" It ended on another scream as she let go, fast, violent and causing her entire body to jolt. 

"OHHHH... OHHHH... OHHHHHHHHHHH!" He made sure to watch her, feel her and memorize that shit of how he just made her body do something he had never seen it do before. Then his eyes rolled back and she could feel the short stutters in his thrust as he got sent over the top. "GUHHHH... UGHHHHH... BAAAAAAAAA!!!" He sucked in for breath and it all just came out as grunts, groans and gasping. He had never not finished at least saying baby, but this time... nope. 

She was making these noises and grunts and gasps and moans as he rode out his climax. He knew her body and knew exactly when to slow his thrusts. Her head went back down against the counter and her body relaxed a bit from its grip around him. Her eyes were closed and she began sucking in soft breaths. She felt like she had just run a 10K. Even JC was shaking right now, but he had enough strength left to let her legs down and fall over her, still moaning and mumbling. His head fell against her chest and his body kept getting jolts and shivers, it was that good. He could barely catch his breath.

Everything in her body was heightened, so even the way his head had just fallen against her chest and breath against her nipple made her moan out softly, he was that good. "Mmmmm." Neither of them could make any movement or sound for at least 45 minutes. Just contended moans and groans and grunts. JC finally got the strength to pull her up with him and carry her to the living room, then crash down on the huge sofa. He pulled a lightweight blanket over them and started to kiss softly on her face. 

She shook her head up against his neck and moaned thoughtfully. "You are without a doubt the best lover in the world, Joshua Scott. Sometimes, I can't even." Her voice was small, just about a whisper. 

He let out the softest hum and stroked her hair, his voice low and cracked. "You... you are the best lover I've had. The best love I've had. The best... anything I've had Samantha." 

She grinned against his chest and her eyes fluttered closed, where she fell asleep on him for another hour. 

The sound of the waves from a passing speedboat woke her up again. She made a little noise and looked up at him, and his eyes were sleepy but waking up too. "I think we may need another beer after that." She grinned.

His eyes were sleepy but satisfied. "At least a beer... if not something stronger. Can daddy have some of that whiskey in the freezer?"

"Daddy can have anything he wants," she smiled. "You want it straight up or mixed with coke?" She reached down to play with his hair, which was officially a mess. 

He closed his eyes and leaned her head into her hand cutely. "Mmm yeah with coke is good for me."

"I'll be right back." She grinned cutely and stood up, she was a hot mess. Her right breast was hanging out completely and she had fresh teeth marks along her collar bone. She looked down at herself and let out a soft, sleepy giggle. "Ooops." She reached behind her and untied her top, then tossed it at him on the couch before she walked into the kitchen to pour his Jack and Coke, then she cracked open another beer for herself. 

JC grinned and bunched up her top and tossed it across the top of the sofa. "I'm not even SORRY!"

She smirked and stole his phone from the counter and snapped a picture of her hot mess topless self for him to find later. She took their drinks and her phone instead and brought them back to the living room. She placed her phone down on the table and handed him his drink before she settled next to him and took a nice long sip. 

He sat up enough to be able to take a good sip. "Ohhh. You made this perfectly." He smiled at her then took another sip. "Thank you my love." 

"My pleasure baby," she smiled, leaning back against the couch a bit between her sips with a happy little sigh. "One more thing on the wish list. A little room between us and the neighbors is going to be necessary." 

JC leaned back on the couch and his laugh was low. "Baby, I will build us a damn island MYSELF if we don't find one." He leaned up to kiss the corner of her lips softly. 

She giggled. "God you're sexy," She shook her head and laughed softly. She put her wine glass down and pulled her phone out. "I did promise you some embarrassing photos. I kinda forgot once we got into the kitchen and were busy." She laughed softly. 

He finished a long sip and swirled the ice in his glass. "Wait... you have pictures right NOW???" His grin was wicked. 

"Oh yes. I had some from a visit home in June. I scanned a couple. Didn't know when a good throwback Thursday was gonna come." She settled herself next to him on the couch. In the first two photos, she was about 2, then 4. Her blonde hair was almost white and she was in pigtails, first in an Oshkosh dress, second in a pair of overalls with a big grin. 

"Shut. Up." He snatched her phone from her and grinned. "Oh my god look at that innocent face. Baby! You are so adorable."

"I was a pretty happy baby." She laughed, "I was adopted at 18 months."

"Baby you are cute as HELL!" He was smiling so hard. "Gimme more," he looked over at her with a big grin. 

She snuggled into him a little bit more, scrolling through the next few. She was 6 years old in Kindergarten, smiling at her first kissing tooth. By the age of 9, she was tall and skinny with a short haircut, round glasses and a matching floral top and bicycle shorts with high top sneakers, grinning outside of her school.

JC started to laugh softly. "Oh my god. Baby please use this on a Throwback thursday... please... please..." He looked closer, "Uhh you gotta do a recreate with those shorts. Mhmm. Then and now."

She laughed. "You'd love that way too much. I'll do it if you do your Mighty Mouse undies." She poked him playfully as she scrolled to the next one. She was 13 and just at the point before puberty set in. She was still tiny and lacking any curves, at Typhoon Lagoon in Disney World with her brother, in a lime green and blue polka dotted bikini and grinning with her braces on. "We had just moved to Winter Haven." She laughed. 

He couldn't stop his grin. "I'd probably still be crushing on my little metal face..." he leaned over and kissed her cheek softly. 

"You wanna see the difference two summers makes?" She smirked lightly, kissing on the side of his lips. "I think I was just about 15 here, almost 16." In the photo, she was close to 5 '11 and had easily gained 30 pounds from the last photo, most of it straight curves, and she was 15 looking 18. She was in a super cute knit coverup on the beach over a hot pink two piece. Next to her was her first boyfriend Travis. He was 15 too in the photo and skinnier than JC was at the same age, with his fake Oakley sunglasses on and blonde tipped spiked hair. His arm was draped around her with the teenage boy smirk.

He grinned so big seeing her change before his eyes then his smile faded when he realized someone else was in the photo. "Mmmm, that don't look like your brother though." He shifted his weight.

"That's Travis. Remember, the boyfriend who lost it in the bathroom?" She laughed softly, shaking her head. Her next picture was her the next summer, sitting on the roof of her first car in a tank top and little jean shorts with the biggest smile, holding up her drivers license.

"Oh maybe this one. THIS should be the throwback." He grinned so big. "Maybe I want this picture for myself. Damn... I would have been.... All up in that."

"Baby you can have that one if you want it," she laughed, "I think this is actually the year my dad took me to see MMC with my friends. Too bad neither of us would have ever talked to each other." She leaned in and placed a soft little kiss on his lips. 

He made a noise but gave her lips a little bit of love for a moment, touching on her face before he pulled away with a small smile. "Baby, you don't think I would have talked to you?"

She smiled on his lips, nudging her face against his. "I guess we could only speculate. Mmm. One more for you." She flipped to the last photo, her very first commercial shoot with Torrid when she was 19 years old. "I was so excited to be doing catalog work here."

"Oh, mmmm." He licked his lips, leaning back into the touch staring at the phone for a long time. "Look at you. Your smile... those curves. Fuck."

She laughed softly. "A lot has happened in those 6 years since then, that's for sure. I wouldn't trade the journey. As much as parts of it hurt, it led me to you and I couldn't be happier with who I am and where I am now."

"Baby, c'mere." He smiled, pulling her all the way onto his lap, snuggling her into his body even more. He put his face up against hers. "I am so thankful for your life. I love you so much and I love seeing these pictures and learning more about your history."

"It was only right for me to get to share them with you. And doing it here at the lake was perfect. We've been making so many new family memories." She smiled and kissed his face a few times. "Is there anything else you don't know that you're curious about or have we been good at covering all these things?"

"Mmm," He loved her kissing on him, wrapping both his arms around her now, "We've covered fiances, buying another house, adding names and getting cars, and we've already had the marriage and baby talk." He grinned, "Anything left?"

"Mmm, don't think so. You already asked me to marry you, we've decided on a date timeframe and tossed around the big ideas how we want it, and we're holding off on kids for a few years. All things I'm good with," she smiled.

"Oh, here's one." He put her phone down and played with her hair a bit, "Your legal team and my team are going to advise us to sign a prenup. They're always going to advise it. I don't really care..." His voice was soft near her ear.

"Well, fuck the prenup," she giggled softly. "I mean, if you want to protect your assets from the band, by all means, we can sign one. That's not even close to a dealbreaker for me. What you've worked so damn hard for the last 10 years belongs to you, Josh."

"Well I guess I never thought about things with the band," he laughed softly, "But I'm not even worried about it because in all honesty, you're not after money because you have your own. And at the end of the day, neither of us are spiteful no matter how angry we get." He looked down at her genuinely. 

She smiled and nodded. "I'm not planning on running off with any of your shit and I genuinely doubt that you're planning on doing that with any of mine. And yes, you're right, neither of us is spiteful, thankfully." 

He rested his chin on her shoulder and smiled softly, holding her tight. He was always in awe at how easy these conversations were with her. Was this how it was supposed to be all along? He knew if he had ever brought up a prenup with anyone, the arguments would have started immediately and there would have been no understanding of how hard he worked with the band. But here she was, so easily reminding him of what he put into his career.