Marquise

“Fuck I missed you.” I manage to spit out in-between sucking her tongue into my mouth.

“I missed you too.” Pulling back, I grab her face.

“Did you bring my gift to you?”

“Yes. Did you bring mine?” I pull the box from inside my jacket pocket.

“Open mine first, Goddess.” She smiles as she opens the box. I laugh as I see the confusion. She pulls out an SD card and turns it over back and forth. She raises her eyebrow.

“An SD card?”

“Yes. For that you are going to need this.” I pull the laptop I stored when I first got here from the bag on the table. I take the SD card from her and insert it into the computer.

“The night you walked out on me, I felt like I had lost not just a part of me but my entire self. It forced me to confront some things I was too scared to face, and I needed to do something so you knew.” Not saying anything else, I press play. I stand back, forcing myself not to stop it. See, that morning I went into my library where I have my piano, and recorded myself singing my favorite song, ‘All of Me’ by John Legend, for her. It was a piece of the final part of myself I had been holding back and I knew in order to keep her, I needed to let go. She puts her hand to her mouth and hiccups as she tries to hold back the tears.

“Marquise.” she whispers running to me. With my arms open wide, I wrap myself around her and savor the feeling of having her in my arms.

“It’s okay, Goddess. I just needed you to know.” she raises her head.

“I love you, so much.”

“I love you too, baby.” She wipes her eyes and smiles.

“Now open my gift to you.” I look at her and see this elicit devilish, yet innocently loving look on her face. It makes me curious and revved up. There is nothing I love more than when her confidence displays itself and she shows it to me.

My hands are shaking as I open the box. Pulling the tissue paper from it, I feel my knees buckle. In my hands, I am holding my very fear made beautiful by the keeper of my secrets and the protector of my fears. In the box is a choker, surrounded by jewels the same pattern as the money clip and cufflinks she gave me, with a crown at the center. My Goddess. This is her telling me to own her. To protect her. To command her. She once told me she craves it, the security that my demands bestow upon her. However, I have held back this one small thing. Refusing to give in to it, past the point we have already gone. Even though I hunger for it, I have refused. Holding her gift in my hand, I feel the ability to overcome it once again and take hold.

“Are you sure this is what you want, baby?”

“Yes, Quise. I am sure.”

“Very well, baby. What do you say we finish this wedding stuff and go start our life... our way?”

“I say let’s do it.” she leans up and kisses me. Taking her mouth, I pick her up, inciting her to wrap her legs around my waist. I have no idea how long we stand there with our mouths fused together before we hear a knock at the door letting us know it is time for pictures. She unwraps her legs, moaning at the separation.

“Not so fast, Goddess. Before we go out there, I want you to take your panties off like a good girl and give them to me. I bet they are wet, aren’t they, baby?”

“Yes Daddy, so wet.” she pulls them off slowly, her eyes never leaving mine. I grab her hand once she is holding them and pull her further into me. Bringing her hand up to my face and sniffing her panties, my cock knows when its drug is near. Lifting the bottom of her dress, I play with her pussy as I take her ear in my mouth biting it.

“As soon as we can leave, I am going to fuck you so hard, baby. Being without you for a whole night was not a good idea for your pussy baby. I hope she can take the beating I am going to give her.”

“Always. Hard is how I like it.” she moans as I continue to rub her clit. Fuck, I need to be inside of her. Knock, knock.

“Whatever you two are doing in there stop, so we can get these pictures done.” my mom calls out. I pull my hands from her pussy and put them in front of her face, no words needed. She licks them with her eyes closed and her legs squeezing together. Her pussy pulses with the same need I feel.