Good Girl: Older Man Younger Woman Romance

“I’ll be okay. I want this. I want you.”

“I want to make this last, but I need to be with you, baby. I need to fuck you and hear you screaming my name.”

“Fuck me, Tristen,” she whispered, barely audible.

I fisted my cock and brought it to the entrance of her warm pussy, rubbing it along her slit from her cunt hole all the way to her clit.

“Tristen, please…”

“Please what, princess? Tell me what you want.”

“Please fuck me,” she said clearly, and with that I gently glided my cock into her virgin cunt, knowing that I was the only man who would ever have her.

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours,” she said, her nails scraping along my back, digging into my flesh. “Fuck!”

“You okay?” I asked, worried that I might have hurt her.

“Yes,” she moaned, adjusting herself. “More than okay.” Sonia’s hips started to move in unison with mine. The rhythm was intense.

“Your cunt feels so fuckin’ good. So fuckin’ wet.”

Sonia was biting her bottom lip, her sexy body covered in a sheen of sweat, her sweet tits jiggling as my cock pounded into her sweet pussy. I bent down, latching on to her nipple and sucking it. “Fuck, you’re so fuckin’ sexy.”

Sonia pulled me to her. “Harder. Fuck me harder.”

I kept up the rhythm as I watched, captivated, as my beautiful girl closed her eyes and screamed.

“I’m gonna cum!”

My hand moved between out bodies, and I rubbed her clit as I continued to fuck her cunt. “Come for me, baby. Soak my cock with that sweet pussy juice.”

I felt her cunt clench on my cock and moaned. I bent down, taking Sonia’s mouth with mine. “I love you,” I whispered before I came inside her.

“I love you, too,” she whispered, her arms circling me tight.

That was the moment that I knew. Some would have called me crazy, but I knew then—I probably knew the first day I saw her—Sonia was meant to be mine, and I was meant to be hers.

“Marry me.”

Sonia froze. “What?” she asked.

“I love you. I want to have babies with you, many babies. I want to give you everything you could ever dream of. I want to grow old with you. I want you, Sonia. Forever.”

She didn’t answer right away, and that was when I felt fear. The idea that she would say no was like a knife straight to my heart.

“Yes.”

When I heard that word, I felt like I had won the lotto, become the king of the world, whatever other cliched symbol of happiness there could be. Sonia was addictive. Every inch of her was mine, and I’d spend the rest of my days reminding her that she'd made the right choice by picking me.

Epilogue I - One Year Later

SONIA

“This is fuckin crazy,” my brother Vance kept repeating as he paced in the room. “You’re only nineteen. I should've killed him.”

“You’ll do no such thing, Vance Matthew,” I said while looping my arm into his. “You’re gonna smile, tell me I make a beautiful bride, and walk me down the aisle.”

“You sure about this?”

“Yes. He’s my sou lmate, Vance. No regrets. He makes me happy.”

“All right, let's do this.”

I smiled at my big brother, my crazy, overbearing big brother. “I really do love him. He’s a good man. You’ve got nothin’ to worry about. Besides, now you can rest easy about me and worry about maybe finding someone and settling down yourself.”

Vance smiled, her eyes holding a hint of mischief, the same look he used to have when we were kids and he had a secret that he didn’t want anyone to know about.

“You got somethin’ you wanna tell me?”

“Not right now, kiddo. Today is about you. You ready?”

“Born ready.”

“Let’s get you hitched.”

Vance opened the door, and we walked toward the chapel. I felt nervous and excited at the same time. I had no doubt about my decision. It was the best one I’d ever made in my entire life. When we got to the entrance and I made eye contact with Tristen, I felt the ground under my feet shift. That was my man standing there. The guy who made me the happiest that I’d ever been in my entire life.

As Vance and I walked down the makeshift aisle, I couldn’t look at anything but Tristen’s eyes and the wide smile plastered on his face. A smile that I’d seen more of the last year than all the other times I’d known him. I'd asked him once why he smiled so much more now, and he'd simply replied, "Because I have you in my life."

“You look beautiful, princess,” Tristen whispered in my ear as soon as I reached him.

“Tristen and Sonia have opted to share vows and then exchange rings,” the minister said as soon as the guests sat down.

We were having a small wedding. Tristen’s parents, my mother, Vance, And Joey, sitting in the middle of Jack and Phillip.