Maya
I had been thinking about our wedding a lot recently, but I was nervous to bring it up, but I am glad I did. I should have known that he would agree to it without hesitation.
I head to our bedroom to change and wait for him. I strip out of my clothes and into a red slip dress. It is sheer lace on top and silk at the bottom. I know he wouldn’t take long to come after me. I sit at the bottom of the bed with my legs crossed and my hands resting behind me. I heard him coming through, and I plastered the sexiest smile on my lips.
He comes into the room and groans the second his eyes fall on me. I smirk and motion him to me. He hurries over to me, standing in front of me. I get to my feet, closing any gap between us. I rest my hand on his chest.
“Mmm, do you like it?” I purr.
He licks his lips and nods, “Yes. It is very sexy, baby girl.” He rasps, gripping my hip.
“I thought you would,” I reply, kissing his neck.
He moans, his fingers digging deeper into my hip. I smirk, loving the effect I am having on him. I pull away, and he huffs in protest. I chuckle and sit back on the bed.
“Hey!” he pouts.
I bite on my lower lip and run my eyes over him, “Strip.” I demand.
He smirks, “Yes, boss.”
I rest back on my hands again and watch him. He removes his clothes, one by one, but stops at his boxers. I run my tongue along my lips as my eyes scan my half-naked, sexy fiancé. I swear my man gets hotter every day. I reach out and dance my fingers over his abs. He closes his eyes, groaning and tensing under my touch. I dance my fingers downwards and over the v shape which leads into his boxers.
“These need to come off, too.”
“Then take them off, sweetness.”
I hook my fingers in the waistband and yank them down. I moan when my eyes fall on his semi-hard cock. It won’t take long to make him fully hard. I stroke my fingers along the base and brush my thumb over the tip. He hisses and jerks his hips, his length hardening.
He leans down, pressing his lips roughly to mine. I whimper, snaking my arms around his neck. I stand and turn us around, pushing him down on the bed. He brings me between his legs, his hand running up the side of my thighs. I shudder under his touch. I hike my slip up by my hip and climb into his lap.
I claim his lips in mine once again in a heated kiss. He groans into my lips. I don’t waste another second. I lift my hips, wrap my hand around his cock and sink down on him. I cry out instantly as he fills me up. He curses and places his hands on my hips.
I begin a back-and-forth motion, slowly to start with. I close my eyes, and my head falls back.
“Fuck.” He breathes out.
“I love riding you.” I gasp, picking my speed up.
He spanks my ass, “I love when you ride me.”
I squeal, his slap encouraging me. I circle my hips quickly, holding onto his shoulders. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me.
“Yes! Conrad.” I squeal.
He slapped my ass again, and I gasped, bouncing up and down on cock. It is hitting all the right spots. My screams echo through the room. He quickly flips us over, pressing my back to the bed and thrust roughly into me. I cry out, my nails scraping down his back. He hisses in pleasure, pushing deeper and harder.
He pins my hips to the bed, dragging his cock out of me and plunging back in. My entire body shakes in pleasure as my climax creeps up on me.
“Fuck, Maya, I love your pussy so damn much.” He pants, burying his face in my neck.
I entangled my fingers into his hair and worked my hips to his. The perfect rhythm is found for us. I squeal his name, and my head falls back. His teeth graze my skin and sink into my neck.
“Conrad, I am close.” I pant, slipping my legs around him.
He lets go of my hips and places his hand gently around my throat, and his lips come down on mine. I whimper into the kiss and rock my hips to his. I tighten around him, and my orgasm takes control of my body, surrendering to him and the pleasure. An earth-shattering one that I can feel in every inch of my body.
“Come.” He demands and swats my thigh.
Right on cue, I do as he tells me. I erupt around him, my legs shaking. He rails into me, aiming for his end. Fuck! It is so good, and I become lightheaded as I continue to pour for him.
“Yes, I love you coming around me, baby. Christ, so good.”
I place my lips at his ear, “Fill me up, Conrad. Come for me.” I pant.
He groans, his strokes becoming sloppier, and his breathing gets louder. His cock swells, and he cries out my name and pours into me. I cling to him as he pushes into me, emptying. I love all the noises he makes when he comes; it is a turn-on. I love how he curses, grunts, groans and says my name.
“Fuck.” He growls, giving one last thrust before he goes limp.
He collapses against me. The room is only filled with our loud breathing. Our bodies stick together with all the heat. He trails his lips over my neck.
“I love you and can’t wait to marry you.” He whispers against my skin.
I caress the back of his neck, “I love you too. I can’t wait to become your wife.”
He pecks my lips and falls next to me. We take a moment to gather ourselves and I roll over to cuddle into him.
He kisses the top of my head, “The best way to celebrate.”
“Yes. I couldn’t think of a better way.” I giggle.
We have plans for later tonight. I have no idea what they are. He won’t tell me, so I only need to wait and see. I am happy I finally shared with him what I wanted. I plan on celebrating with him at least another twice before we need to get to go out. For now, I am happy to lie here with him, being wrapped in his arms.