That just might be the world’s worst proposal, but it got the job done.
Chapter Four
Nina
I’m overwhelmed by how good this feels. How he feels inside of me. How much better I feel now that we are connected on a Biblical level. I wanted him so much that what I thought was supposed to hurt, didn’t. At all. Plus, his demand of marriage came complete with a sexy Star Trek reference. I wouldn’t say no to that even if I wanted to, which I definitely do not want to do. I was made for him.
He slams in and out of me, and if I didn’t know better, I’d say he was in my belly, that’s how deep he is, how connected we are. I finally understand the meaning of becoming one. I can’t tell where he ends, and I begin. Even our hips touch. Ah fuck, everything is touching.
My juicy pussy contracts around his cock. I can hear the squelching sound it makes with every hard thrust and it turns me on even more. I can’t keep still, meeting his every move. He reaches between us and pinches my clit.
“Oh, my God, Karl. Please. Please. Please,” I beg. I don’t know what exactly I am begging for, but I need whatever it is.
“Nina, I am going to breed this pussy. If you don’t want that tell me now,” he grunts, his hips still pistoning. Shit, that sounds amazing.
“That’s it, that’s what I need,” I cry out chasing my orgasm, but suddenly all I can see is being the mother of his children. “Karl, please,” I continue to beg for his seed. My orgasm comes out of nowhere, giving me a moment where I forget to breathe. I gasp as the sensation of falling hits me and jars my shocked body into responding. I feel his cock swell impossibly bigger as he explodes inside of me. Dropping down to his elbows, he kisses me deeply. My pussy clenches with him still buried inside of me. I feel him harden again.
“Nina,” he groans as he makes several hard, shallow thrusts. I can’t get enough of this feeling. He rolls us over so that I am on top of him. I am not a thousand percent sure what I am doing, but instinct runs deep and primal. I use my knees to propel me up and down on his thick cock. His hands are gripped tightly around the globes of my ass and I love it. I lean forward and then his hot, wet mouth closes over my nipple. He bites down a little at the same time he pinches my clit. When did he move his hand? There’s so much going on all at once, I can’t keep up. My following orgasm is intensified so much so that I throw my head back and scream while still riding his dick like a rodeo queen about to earn her first gold buckle.
I feel his come flooding my womb as I continue to bounce on him. I want it all in there, breeding me as he said.
“Fuck, Nina. Your tight cunt feels amazing wrapped around my cock.”
“Does it?” I ask, stopping my motion.
“Fuck yes, it does.” I giggle as I climb off of him. I lie beside him and run my fingers through his light chest hair. He’s gorgeous and he’s all mine. I can’t put into words just how I feel about him. Yesterday I wouldn’t have thought this was possible, but now I know that I am not leaving his side. Not now. Not ever. He goes into the bathroom and comes back with a warm washcloth. He’s cleaned himself off and now he’s gently wiping my pussy and thighs. He tosses the now cool cloth into the laundry hamper across the room and climbs back into bed, pulling the covers over us.
After a short nap, I wake up to find him between my thighs, licking my pussy. I am so exhausted, I don’t even remember falling asleep, but it’s still daylight out.
“Mmm, what are you doing?” I ask sleepily.
“Waking you up. I was hungry,” he says looking up from my pussy, before licking my clit.
“I doubt you’ll find the sustenance you need down there,” I reply cheekily.
“You would be mistaken about that, baby. Very much mistaken.” He gets back down to business and soon I am crying out his name yet again. The man is full of magic. I swear it’s magic, it has to be.
I flip the script and with him on his back, I take his hard cock into my mouth. First, I gently suck the tip and them pull his whole length into my mouth. I can feel every ridge and vein and give him all my attention. He pulls me off of him before he has a chance to come.