She waits for me to talk tracing her nails over my tattoos.
“We’re not getting out of this bed today until we set a date. Then we can talk to your parents together about your move.” I tell her without question. She stops all movement and looks at me with wide eyes.
“Declan, you’re being ridiculous. We’ve got too much going on right now. What’s gotten into you?”
I pull her down to me and roll, so we face each other. “I need this. Please grab your calendar and let’s pick a date; preferably one in the near future.”
“Why? Why do you need this? We just got re-engaged, don’t you think this is a little sudden. No one even knows yet and now–”
“That’s not entirely true. I kinda already told someone.”
“How? It’s not even nine in the morning.”
“I sent Finn a text this morning. I wanted him to be the first one to know and not hear it through the grapevine.”
The look on her face surprises me. I expected shock or worry, but she smiles. Her eyes shine, and she throws her arms around me. “That means the world to me. What did he say?”
“He’s happy for me, for us. He said to keep him updated on the plans and to have you call him later today.”
I lean in and kiss her sweetly and then reposition us, so she is back to lying on my chest, tucked under my arm. “So what do you think about a Christmas wedding?”
“I haven’t thought about it at all until right now. But I think that’s too soon, and I really don’t want to worry about snow on our wedding day. Plus with all Sayge has coming up and the album release, I think we should wait.”
“Okay, that makes sense. You throw something out there.”
“You know I think it’s best to wait until I graduate.”
“That’s not an option. How about your Spring Break?”
“You obviously aren’t listening to me. Maybe I can communicate with you in another way.” Before I realize what she’s doing, she slides down and pulls my shorts with her. My dick jumps when her warm breath touches the tip. I grow hard instantly as she kisses and licks the barbells of my apa. I hiss when she bites lightly at the skin and massages my balls.
“Are you listening to me now, Declan? Can you hear what I’m saying? I want a summer wedding.”
I can’t respond. All I can do is shake my head. She has taken me almost entirely in her mouth until I bump against the back of her throat. She sucks hard while using her tongue to roll around my throbbing length. Then she stops and sits up. She starts running her fingernails against my inner thighs and stares at me.
“Why the fuck did you stop?” I growl at her. I think I may cry. Honestly, when Raven sucks my dick it’s awesome, but this was about to get out of this world. I need her mouth back on me now!
“Say it, say you’ll agree to a summer wedding.” she smiles sweetly but pinches my balls.
“Oh my God, Raven are you using a blow job to control me? No way. I’m not waiting for the summer.”
She starts to move away, and I pull her back. “Why are you torturing me? Get back to what you were doing.”
“It seems like you used sex to manipulate me last night holding back on me until you got the answer you wanted so two can play at that game. No more blowjobs until you act reasonable about this.”
“One week after your graduation, I’ll give you that. One week.” She smiles at me and moves back over my aching cock. Kissing my head, she slides back down and resumes her assault. I thrust my hips getting as deep as I can without hurting her. Feeling the familiar pressure build up, I try to lift her head but she squeezes my ass and doesn’t move. I can’t tell if it’s her or me, but there’s a lot of groaning and moaning and I scream when I come in her mouth.
She sits up to straddle me, but I move quickly and roll us over. Trapping her under me, I nudge her legs open and slide right into her.
“You see, babe that was sexy as fuck. You trying to be in control and using my dick as your pawn, but now I’m in charge and we’re gonna talk about your move.”
*****
Raven
I’m nervous as hell. Damn Declan! Why am I so weak? He finally agreed to let me talk to Abbi and Ella alone, but insists I do it immediately. Since it’s Sunday night, and I start school tomorrow, I’m staying here tonight. Right when I put dinner in the oven, my phone rings.
“Hey Charlie, what’s up?”