Swearing to Love You
“You’ll take what I give you,” I growl.
“I will,” she shouts. Luckily, I live far from town in the woods so she can scream all she fucking wants to. To be honest, I fucking love it.
After I leave the warmth of our bed, I head into the office. I have a mountain of paperwork to go through. Betty Jean, my sixty-five-year-old secretary has marked all the places I need to sign. It takes a couple of hours to get through the pile, but when I’m done, I feel the need to stretch my legs, so I head out to Main Street under the guise of a foot patrol. When I walk by Jorgensen’s Jewelers, I know what I have to do.
Inside, I find Torran Jorgensen behind the counter as usual.
“Hey, Sheriff. How are you doing?”
“Great. Thanks. How is Migan doing?” I ask. Her ordeal wasn’t that long ago.
“Well, well. We are expecting.”
“That’s good news, man. Congratulations,” I say shaking his hand.
“So, what can I help you with? Something for your mom?”
“Ah, no. I am looking for an engagement ring. It has to be epic.”
“Congratulations to you as well. Let me show you what we have,” he says leading me over to another counter. He pulls out a tray and I peruse the selection. It’s on the third tray that I see it. According to Torran, it’s a platinum Blue Halo Engagement ring with ? carat diamond side stones. I have to have it. Not only is it her birthstone, it matches her eyes perfectly.
Since Maddy is still off work, I head home as soon as I can. When I get there, I see that she has made herself at home. She is watching a talk show while something in the kitchen smells amazing.
“Hey, baby. I missed you today,” she says jumping up from the couch. She kisses me.
“I missed you too, Maddy.” This fucking ring is burning a hole in my pocket. It’s itching to be on her finger, where it belongs. “What smells so good?”
“Oh, I called my aunt earlier today. I made our family’s famous chili and cornbread. I also baked some bread and Danish.”
“Damn, you were busy today.”
“I was. I hope you like chili,” she says.
“I do. Don’t worry,” I say tipping her chin up to me. She smiles and I melt. She looks amazing, wearing just my button up and some leggings. I can’t help dropping to my knees in front of her.
“What are you doing, Leif,” she says giggling. Reaching in my pocket, I pull out the ring box. She stops laughing quickly.
“Be my wife,” I say simply holding the ring out to her.
“Yes, of course. Yes.” I slip the ring on her finger and stand up, pulling her into my arms, swinging her around. Her tears have turned to giggles.
“You have made me the happiest man in the world,” I say.
“Take me to bed,” she demands.
“Will dinner keep?” I ask arching an eyebrow.
“Crock pot,” she says resuming her kisses.
“I have a crock pot?”
“No, you didn’t have anything in the way of kitchen things. I had one,” she says laughing loudly.
“Sue me. I was a bachelor. I always ate at Missy’s.”
“Every meal?”
“Pretty much.”
“Wow, I came into your life just in time, didn’t I?”
“You definitely did. You were meant just for me,” I say lifting her into my arms and carrying her to our bedroom, setting her on her feet near the bed.
“I know,” she says breathlessly as I peel her leggings down her legs. She tosses the shirt aside. I whip my shirt over my head faster than I thought possible while she reaches behind me and carefully pulls my utility belt off and sets it on my dresser. I kick my boots off as well as my pants while I watch her enter the code to the gun safe, open it, and set the whole thing inside, shutting the door. Turning back to me, she kisses me then drops to her knees in front of me, pulling my cock from my boxers. Watching her wrap her plump lips around the head of my cock almost has me coming, but then she uses her hand and jerks my cock into her mouth. She is a dirty girl and she’s all mine.
“Get up here, baby. I need to fuck you,” I growl pulling her hot mouth off my cock.
“On your knees.” She grins and jumps up on the bed in the position I asked her too. Her juicy ass is in the air and I can’t help palming her cheeks, spreading them open. Her pussy glistens for me. Leaning down, I lick her from her clit to her ass. Her moan spurs me on as I eat her pussy from behind.
“Oh shit, Leif. I’m gonna come,” she cries just before she gushes onto my face.
“Damn baby. You’re a squirter.” I smack her ass just to watch it jiggle. I love it. “I love you,” I say straightening out and slamming my cock into her.