Accidental Meeting (Accidental Hook-Up 3)

I have absolutely no idea how much noise I’m making, my head is off on another planet, I can’t think I can only feel how incredible this is, but my chest vibrates powerfully under the weight of it. If we were in my small apartment we would have the neighbors complaining about the volume of screams and yells flying out of my body while Shane’s tongue works its expert magic on my body. Damn, he knows me so well.

Thank goodness for Shane and his damn mansion allowing us to just be by ourselves.

As soon as the pleasure ebbs away from me and I begin to calm down, Shane slides into me. I wrap my thighs tightly around him so he can push all of himself into me, and as he does, a guttural moan comes from deep in my chest. I thought that I was done, completely spent, but as always, Shane finds a way to fire me up again, to give me even more pleasure just as I thought I was done with him. He drags me back in for more.

Each thrust brushes past my clit, it’s a phenomenal sensation, but I’m still out of control. I can’t help myself, I want some of the power, so while Shane is lost in his own bubble of pleasure, I flip him on to his back and sit up so that I can ride him. Of course, he is too needy to just lie back and take it, so he pushes up into a sitting position too and his mouth clamps around my left nipple. His teeth and tongue driving me crazy.

“Fucking hell, I love you, Shane!” I cry out as I toss my head back. My hair spills down, tickling my hyper sensitive skin. “I cannot wait to be your wife.”

He murmurs declarations of love as well but they fall on buzzing ears that can’t really hear anything. Not when I’m so close to the edge. Luckily, I can feel the deep trembling in his stiffening thighs. He’s close too. If I’m lucky we might even come together this time, which would make this incredible day even better…

But I can’t hold back, I try to but I can’t seem to make it happen. I can’t contain myself around Shane. I clench, trying to keep it all inside because I want us to lose it at the same time, but the orgasm comes for me anyway.

Thankfully we do anyway. Somehow, it all works out for us and we crumble together, clinging on to one another as we do. As I hold him, all the love that I have ever felt for this man bursts free. I feel far more connected to him than I have ever done before. Our bond runs thicker than blood, deeper than I ever thought possible, it’s like we’re a part of one another now. Getting engaged has definitely changed things for the better which only makes me even more keen to get married. Imagine what that will be like!

“Wow!” I pant as I fall on to the sheets next to Shane. “That was incredible.”

“Wasn’t it just? But then it’s always incredible with you. Wifey.”

He slips his fingers into mine and holds me tight. I curl over and snuggle into him, stealing the warmth from his body then I rest my head against his chest to listen to the thundering of his heart. My heart now, it belongs to me, just like he does. At long last.

Chapter Thirty – Shane

Six months later…

The Hawaiian beach stretches out in front of me as far as the eye can see, making my heart flutter with excitement. This is it, the setting of the ‘I do’s’. The first day of the rest of my life. I’m so glad that we decided to elope, to make our wedding just about us rather than a ceremony for other people, it feels wonderful. This is private, about love not showing off, and that makes me the happiest man alive.

Of course, my parents wouldn’t let us get away with it. They insisted on coming despite all my protests. Luckily, Tia doesn’t mind that and I don’t either. We missed out on enough of each other’s lives, we need to be involved with one another as much as we can be now.

“Well, your mother said that your blushing bride looks amazing,” Dad tells me as he comes to stand by the flower decorated white little archway which is in the middle of the golden sands where Tia and I will say our vows. “And the dress fits her thank goodness. That was a bit of a worry there.”

I’m sure to anyone else, that would sound like a bit of an insulting comment about my bride-to-be’s size, but I know what my dad means. With a baby brewing in her stomach, the same place that it has been for six long months, we didn’t know how big she would be by the time our wedding came around.