Something So Right (Something So 1)

She laughs, her smile lighting up her eyes.

“I want every single tomorrow that you have. I want every single memory to be made with you. I want to make a family with you. I want to see my kids grow in you. I want you to be the mother of my children, but most of all I want you to be my wife.” I pull the ring out, opening the top, and revealing the three-carat princess cut diamond ring. The whole band is covered in diamonds also. I know it’s too much, but to me it isn’t enough.

“I love you, more than anything in the world. Please be my wife. Please be with me. Please want me.”

Her tears are running down freely now. My eyes fill with tears, too, my throat full. I don’t know how long it takes her to answer, but it feels like a lifetime.

“I love you. You gave me hope again. You gave me so many tomorrows that I look forward to. You complete me fully. You love Allison and Matthew like they were your own, and nothing could make me love you more.” She gets down on her knees in front of me. “Marry me, Cooper. Be my husband.”

She doesn’t wait for an answer. She just grabs my face in her hands, leaning in and kissing me softly at first then with force. Our tongues slip into each other’s mouth. Her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me closer.

“Wait.” I pull away from her. “You didn’t answer me.”

“Neither did you,” she counters me.

“I asked you first.” Damn, this woman is impossible.

“Yes,” she whispers.

I take the ring out of the box, reaching for her hand and sliding it on her finger.

“Holy fuck, this thing is huge. Are you out of your mind?” She glares at me.

“Nope, not at all. But you know what I want. I want to see you wearing my ring and nothing else.”

“Oh really, because I was thinking we could hold off on the sex till after the wedding.” She grins.

I pull my phone out and start looking through my contacts.

“What are you doing?” she asks me, confused.

“Trying to find someone who can marry us tonight, because there is no way in fuck I’m waiting all that time.” I continue scrolling down. “You must have something white in your closet, right?”

The phone is ripped out of my hand. “Calm down there, big boy, I was just kidding.” She shrugs out of her jacket, throwing the scarf with it. “I don’t even know if I’m wearing matching panties.”

“Parker, I don’t give a shit what you have on. I want what’s under it.” I lean in to kiss her neck, nipping her earlobe next.

She stands up in front of me. Pulling off the white shirt she was wearing, she shows me that under that she is wearing a white bra that is half silk half lace with small flowers on them. The lace part shows me her nipples are ready. A white silk bow is tied in the middle. I go to reach for it, but she moves out of my way, kicking her boots off. Unsnapping the button on her jeans, I see the white under. The panties are the exact same lace as her bra, not keeping me from seeing her pussy. She shimmies out of her pants.

“Just the ring, right?” she asks, reaching behind her, and in one move her breasts are free, the cold air making her nipples pucker more.

“Just the ring,” I confirm, my cock trying to bust out of my pants like it’s the fucking Hulk.

She strips her panties down her legs, throwing them into the pile of discarded clothes.

“Is this what you wanted?” she asks, putting her left hand to her stomach, showing me the ring I just placed on it.

“Come here, babe.”

She walks to me, swaying her hips. I can already tell they will have my fingerprints by the end of the night.

“I love you,” she tells me while playing with my hair. I pull her down on her knees, pushing her till she is lying on her back.

“So fucking beautiful,” I say while I rip my sweater over my head.

Her eyes are starting to glaze over. She moves her left hand to her pussy right in front of me. She takes her ring finger and makes it disappear inside her. She moans softly when she takes it out and slowly starts to make circles with the same finger on her clit.

My eyes find the ring that is shining in the room, her pussy glimmering with her wetness.

Seeing her wearing my ring with the promises of what’s to come makes me lose my mind.

I grip her knees, pulling them back till she is fully open for me. Getting on my stomach, I reach out, dipping my tongue in her wet pussy. Tasting her. Teasing my tongue all the way up her slit to her clit, which she’s still rubbing. My tongue plays with her fingers, each one following the other, chasing. Two fingers enter her slowly, making her arch her back.