“You don’t? Maybe we should go again, just to really be sure.”
“Again?”
“Oh, yeah, baby girl. We are just getting started. We can go all night.”
“All night?”
“Any way you want it, I’m gonna give it to you.”
“That’d be great,” I say, moving to climb on top of him. Leaning down, I kiss him hard. I lift up and slide my pussy all the way down his cock until I am fully seated.
“Fuck, Kerry. That’s it, baby girl, ride my dick,” he growls as I start to move. Gripping my hips, he both steadies and guides me. It dawns on me that we’ve been waiting for each other. He said as much, but I didn’t realize that means neither of us knows what we’re doing, and it feels like this. How’s it going to feel when we’ve gotten better at it?
“Oh, Guh… God,” I shout. I come as his fingers strum on my clit. My pussy spasms around him. He rears up, groaning my name, filling me again. I wouldn't be surprised if I got pregnant from this night alone. Gingerly, I dismount and lie back down beside him.
“Stand up, Ker,” he says, and I do. He does the same and pulls the covers down. We climb back into bed. I snuggle up against him. Soon he’s asleep, and all I can do is stare at him.
When I woke up this morning, I didn’t think that I’d end up in bed next to the man of my dreams. I never thought I’d get to touch him, or even something creepy like watch him sleep like I am right now, but here I am.
I don’t know what I did to deserve him, but I’m glad I did it.
five
Clyde
“Mmm…” I moan as I wake up from a deep sleep. It takes me a moment to realize where I am and what’s going on. All at once, I feel Kerry’s hands on my thighs and her hot wet mouth wrapped around my cock. I can see her head bobbing up and down, though I can’t see her face. “Kerry?” Holy shit, this feels amazing.
“Hmm,” she hums around my cock, and the vibrations go straight to my balls.
“God.” I throw the covers off of us so that I can see her. She put her blonde hair up in a scrunchie. “So good,” I grunt, seemingly unable to form complete sentences. She keeps sucking me into her mouth over and over until I feel the cum rising in my balls. “I’m going to come,” I warn her, but she just sucks harder and takes me deeper down her throat until my balls tighten up and my fucking toes curl. She’s gonna be the death of me. A sweet death, but I’ll be dead, nonetheless.
She’s too good at this. I can’t help it, and I can’t stop it. I fill her mouth with my seed, which she swallows all of before crawling up my body. She is a goddess. My goddess. My future wife is perfection. Her hair is messy from my fingers running through it all night. Her makeup is running, but still, she looks like she’s about to take the runway. She’s flushed and looks like she’s about to get fucked again. Silently, I flip her so that she is under me. She automatically wraps her legs around my hips.
“Good morning,” she says as she trails kisses along my jawline. “I half expected this to be a dream,” she admits breathlessly.
“It’s not a dream, baby. Not anymore,” I reply before kissing her swollen lips.
“We’re getting married,” she says. “Like, we’re totally getting married.” Her excitement makes me happy.
“We are. We’ll pick out a ring today,” I tell her. “There's a swanky nice jewelry store down the street.”
I slide into her wet pussy. When I do, everything feels right in the world. She moans. I groan. She’s probably sore, but she’s not stopping me, so I make, slow, gentle love to her, while we stare into each other’s eyes. It’s intense, and I fall even more in love with her, which I didn’t think was possible.
“Ooh, that sounds fun,” she groans as her pussy squeezes my cock. Despite going slow, our bodies don’t want that. She comes, and I quickly follow.
“But first, we should eat,” I say, after lingering over
“Oh, goodie. I’m starving,” she says, jumping off of the bed.
“I wonder why,” I reply, laughing.
“Funny. I’m gonna take a shower. Care to join me?” she asks.
“Hell yeah, baby girl. I’d love to see you all soapy.”
“You’re crazy,” she says, giggling as she crosses the room to the bathroom. I join her in the shower, and we begin our day.
We eat a late breakfast and check out of the hotel. We walk hand in hand down the street to Kleppmann’s Jewelry.
“So, um, does Kellen know about this?”
“About what?”
“About us. That you love me,” she says, stopping to window shop at a shoe store.