The taste of her juices on my tongue makes me crazy. She tastes like heaven and she’s all mine. I lower my body and drink straight from the source. Licking her from her clit to her ass, going back to her clit, sucking on it hard until she comes on my face epically. More and more wetness from her soaks the bed under us. I’ll never forget the taste of her for as long as I live. It’s like sweetness and sin all wrapped in one feisty little package.
Raising back up on my knees, I line my cock up with her opening, I slowly slide into her. Inch by agonizing inch, my every instinct is telling me to go faster, go harder, but I want to savor the feeling. Her legs wrap around my waist, her heels dig into my ass, and her fingernails claw down my back. Every inch of our skin touches, yet it’s not enough. I need more. I need to mark her soul for my own. Every thrust gets me that much closer. Her little mewls of pleasure spur me on to fuck into her harder and harder.
“Come for me Meredith. Come hard on my cock. Give it to me. Be a good girl,” I say. Looking down at her beautiful face, her eyes are full of lust. I am a caveman, doing what men have been doing since day one. This chemical reaction has been building for some time now. This is combustible. She is mine and I’ll be damned if I ever let her out of my grasp.
“I am a good girl,” she whimpers, grinding her hips into me on each thrust of mine.
“I know, baby. I know. So. Fucking. Good,” I groan. Her silky pussy is going to be the death of me.
“Oh, God, I’m coming. I’m coming,” she chants over and over as I change the angle. I lift her legs from my waist and put them on my shoulders. Using her thighs as leverage, I fuck her through her orgasm until I come, once again filling her with my seed. At this rate, there is no way she won’t be bred by me. The vision of her round with my child makes me crazy. Crazy with a need I’ve never known before. I pull out of her and drop down on my bed beside her.
“Dallas,” she says breathlessly. When I look up at her, there are tears swimming in her eyes.
“Shit, baby. Did I hurt you?” I ask immediately regretting taking her so roughly. She puts her hand on my chest to calm me.
“No. God no. It was amazing. I just want you to know that I really do love you.”
“I more than love you, Meredith. I crave you,” I tell her. Everything about this morning has solidified what I already knew. She’s is my everything. “Marry me. Be my wife.” Reaching over to my nightstand, I pull out her engagement ring. When I was last in Bleak, I went into the Jorgensen’s jewelry store with Miles. He was looking for a “just because” necklace for his wife, Jacquie. I browsed around and found it. It was like a homing beacon drawing me to it. Torran Jorgensen, whom I met that day, told me it was a vintage twenty-four karat rose gold solitaire diamond. It was shaped like a rose. I have been sitting on this ring for damn near nine months now. I actually just finished paying it off. It is the third most expensive thing I’ve ever bought behind my house and my truck.
“What?” she asks sitting up. Her naked breasts sway with the movement and my cock hardens again. Damn, am I ever going to get a hold on this? Probably not, if I am honest.
“Be my wife. Make all the dreams I’ve ever had come true. Say yes,” I demand, afraid for a spilt that she’s gonna say no, but then she smiles. That ear to ear grin that has haunted my dreams.
“Oh my God. Yes. Fuck yes,” she says excitedly.
Good thing I already spoke to her father about this. Naturally, he was hesitant at first, but I won him over. Being obsessed about Meredith has paid off big time.
“Language, Fiancée,” I chide, sliding the ring on her finger. It looks good there. It looks like it’s always been there.
“I think I am old enough to do what I want now. After all, I am engaged to be married,” she says wiggling her left hand in the air. “This ring is gorgeous.” She leans over to kiss me. At first, it’s just an excited kiss, but it quickly turns into more.
Fuck it. Two weeks. That’s all I can give her. She better find a preacher man, because come hell or high water she’s got two weeks, then she’s mine forever.