Sweet Revenge

A single tear dropped from my eye. Ted reached over and held his hand under my eye, letting the teardrop touch him and blend into his skin. Then he leaned forward and kissed me very softly, our lips barely touching, but all of the hope, love, and warmth that two people can give to each other were present in that brief, sweet kiss.

“That’s right,” Ted said. “That’s all there is sometimes… just memories. And you have to live for them.”

I started to look away but suddenly Ted was on one knee in front of me. It took a few seconds to fully register what it was that he was doing and what was about to happen. Was he…? What? No… it…?

The thoughts would hardly form in my mind. My eyes kept trying to close as if they were beating back some terrible dream to prevent the overload of excitement from crushing my system. My heart was pounding in my chest like a loud, crashing drum echoing inside my ears.

“What…” I started to speak, but Ted beat me to it.

“Leia Daniels, I love you. You say you love me and I believe you. We may have had a brief time on this earth together so far, but I can’t possibly imagine one single day more without you as my wife. I need you beside me for always. Will you please, do me the honor of being my wife?”

“YES!”

The sound burst from my mouth almost too fast for my lips to move out of the way to form the word. My response started as an epic pain in the top part of my chest and suddenly as if sucked out of me by a vicious whirlwind it had exploded from my being.

Ted stumbled slightly on his one knee as if to brace himself as I threw my arms around him and hugged him to the ground. We were both now being covered in sand and I don’t think either one of us cared one bit.

“So, you are saying yes?” Ted asked.

“Of course! Of course!” I squealed loudly in his ear.

We laid there rolling around a bit together for a few minutes.

“Wow, the limo company is going to be pissed when they get it back covered in sand,” Ted said with a laugh.

“Eh, if they complain I’ll pay for it.”

“I can pay for the cleaning,” Ted said. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I meant, I’ll pay for the damn limo,” I laughed.

We barely made it back to the limousine before we started making out hot and heavily. It was all such a whirlwind. I’d never dreamt that Ted would propose to me so quickly or so suddenly. It was always in the back of my mind and as I sat there in the back of the limo kissing him passionately, feeling his warming skin against mine I found my mind moving back in time about a month before when I first realized that I could never imagine my life going forward without Ted by my side. I saw a future with us and when I saw that future I saw us together always, growing into old age, and I could see beautiful children growing up beside us. I couldn’t wait to be a mother and I wanted to be Ted’s wife more than I’d ever wanted anything before.

And then he’d proposed. It was almost surreal. There was real magic there and if I’d never believed in miracles before, I did now. And I still do.

Ted’s hands moved up my long, slender legs under my skirt until he found my underwear. I thought he would just rip them and cast them aside as was his usual style, but instead he surprised me by pressing his thick, meaty fingers into me through the fabric. He went slowly at first, slowing down the foreplay and somehow taming his passion as his kisses became more drawn out, longer, and deeper.

My head was rushing with sensation as my mind and body came together in a perfect union to create the ultimate symphony of pleasure in my body. My skin grew moist with sweat as I tried to control my breathing from spinning out of control, but every single touch, each soft movement from Ted’s skin against mine made my own body just cry out in ecstasy. I had to have him inside of me. I couldn’t stand another moment where he wasn’t making sweet love inside of me, not as my boyfriend, not as my lover, but officially as my fiancé. He was now the man I was destined to spend my life with. I was going to marry him and we were going to be happy together forever. This thought drove my lust for him wild as it mingled with my love and my devotion to this amazing man.

Ted’s fingers skimmed the edge of my panties and slowly nestled their way underneath the fabric until now he was touching my flesh. His fingers were just barely scraping against my dripping wet, outer lips. I was lubed up, wet, and ready for him to charge ahead into me. But he was taking his time, teasing me, and milking everything he could out of it.