It was love and pleasure

It was love and pleasure
A WEEK LATER

Carlos

"Goodness, I feel like I am floating on air right now," Daisy laughed, and that sound was beautiful, like music I could listen to forever.

"You are floating on air right now," I chuckled back, holding her around the waist.

We were in a hot air balloon. Daisy had never been in one before, and that surprised me a little. Although, thinking about it, perhaps hot air balloons had never really been her sort of thing. But watching her now, she looked like she had been born for this. She was only discovering that fact now, though.

"Look at how lovely the night is. The stars are so beautiful," she said softly.

Riding and steering a hot air balloon at night was not something I had imagined myself doing any time soon, yet here I was.

"Let us go on a hot air balloon every year on this same date," she giggled.

"Whatever you want," I said, kissing her neck and letting my lips wander over the mark I had left there the night before.

That foolish doctor had told us to avoid rough sex during the first three months of the pregnancy, for the baby's safety, and we were doing our best to follow that advice.

"We will do this every single year," I said, making a mental note of it, just as I did with everything that involved Daisy.

She turned around gently to face me and cupped my face in her hands.

"I do not know what I did in a past life to deserve you. I must have done something really good," she smiled.

"And I must have been a noble hero, saving everyone, never hurting a soul, and giving my life for others, to have been blessed with you."

"Carlos," she looked into my eyes. "I need you to promise me something."

"About promises, Daisy..."

"You are going to bring up the old promise? The one about leaving the mafia and everything. Yes, I understand now that it is not that simple, so that promise does not count anymore. You do not have to worry about it. But this promise I need you to make right now, that one will never become invalid."

"My Gold is so clever. Alright then, what is this promise?"

"Promise me that you will never be unfaithful to me," she demanded, and I frowned.

"Do I look like I would ever do something like that?" I asked.

"I know you would not, but I just want to hear you say it."

"Fine. I promise I will never cheat on you. Let us seal that promise properly, shall we?" I asked, and without waiting for her answer, I leaned in and took her lips with mine.

Daisy smiled against my mouth before opening up and kissing me back. My hands moved to the back of her head. I ran one hand into her hair, gripping it, and kissed her harder. She kissed me back just as fiercely, pulling me close like she wanted to be right against me.

An invitation to make love to Daisy was one I would never turn down, even if we were in a hot air balloon.

I was steering the balloon myself, only because I had wanted just the two of us up here, with no annoying pilots getting in the way.

I pulled my mouth away from hers and looked at her lips with a hungry gaze for a moment, then turned her around to face the sky again, her hair still bunched up in my hand. With my free hand, I pushed her dress up to her waist, while my good, pretty girl reached behind and tried to undo my zip. She succeeded just as I pulled her knickers down.

"Already wet. Were you thinking about this the moment you got up here?" I slapped her backside.

"I was wondering what it would feel like to finish up here."

"You are about to find out," I said, giving her other cheek the same treatment and watching it turn pink.

I bent her over properly and pushed myself inside her.

"Ah, hell," she cried out.

"Scream all you want. We are in the air, nobody can hear you," I murmured into her ear before pulling out and pushing back in.

My hand soon found her clit, and she trembled the moment I touched her there.

"Yes, yes, Daddy," she called out, loud, just the way I liked it.

I took her from behind while my thumb circled her clit.

"Being up here turns you on so much. You are so wet," I said, tapping her clit, and she jumped slightly.

"Oh hell," she cursed as I did it again.

"It does. It turns me on so much. I love Daddy's cock inside me."

I loved her. I love her. And I will always love her. This side of her and every other side. I would love and treasure all of it forever.

I could feel her tightening, her climax approaching, but I did not want her to come with me inside her. I wanted her on my face instead.

"Damn," I cursed, pulling out quickly and dropping to my knees to taste her.

"Daddy," she moaned. I buried my face between her legs from behind and slapped both cheeks at the same time. My Gold lost all control and came right then and there, all over my face.

Ah, perfect.

I licked her, rubbing my face in before pushing my tongue deeper to get more of her taste. Always delicious. Always sweet.

I got back to my feet, turned her around, and kissed her hard again, leaving her even more breathless than before.

I reached into my back pocket and pulled out the small box inside, while my tongue was still in her mouth. It was supposed to be all sweet and romantic when I proposed, but this was what sweet and romantic looked like for us.

I broke the kiss and looked deep into her eyes, then glanced away towards the sky.

"You might want to look at the sky, love," I said softly, and the moment she did, the fireworks went off with the huge words written in light.

"Will You Marry Me?"

An excited shriek left Daisy as she threw her arms around me and jumped up and down for a few seconds, nodding eagerly.

"I have to be a gentleman," I whispered and went down on one knee. I was not sure I looked much like a gentleman with my hard length still out and desperate for release.

"You know what I want to hear, Gold. Say the words. Let me hear you."

"Yes, I will marry you," she squealed and held her hand out to me.

I slid the ring onto her finger and got back to my feet.

"It is so pretty," Daisy said, tears in her eyes. "I can hardly believe this has all happened," she wiped the tears away. "I am so lucky, and I do not regret for one moment walking in on that handsome stranger that night we first met."

"I love you, Daisy."

"I love you too. So much."

I brushed the tears from her pretty cheeks.

"The others are waiting for us down there."

"The others?"

"Well, your mum, Bella and Andro. There is a party to go to."

"How did you manage to arrange all of this without me knowing anything?" she asked, her voice so endearing.

I just chuckled in response, and she lowered her head.

"You are not planning to meet everyone with an erection, though, are you?" She slowly raised her head back to look at me.

"Maybe not," I kissed her hand, the one with the ring.

And then I lifted her right off the floor. I positioned myself at her entrance and lowered her down onto me.

"Ah, hell," she bit her lower lip with a soft moan.

I kissed her again, gripping her backside and moving her up and down.

"So good. I love you so much," I grunted.

"Me too. Ah, I love you too. So much."

Hopefully, we would not have drifted too far from home by the time I was done with her sweet body.

"Love you. I love you."

Love. Pleasure.

It was love and pleasure, definitely. Pleasure had come first, in the form of this irresistibly sweet body of hers, but love was what I felt now, and yet the pleasure had never gone away. And one thing I knew for certain was that the pleasure would only grow stronger each day, as I loved her more with every passing moment.

THE END

Some things begin and come to an end, like Irene. And yet some things do not have an ending, like Linda. I do not know how she is doing, but I know well enough that it would only take one word from me to have her taken care of. I have caused enough deaths, so I will leave her be, as long as she leaves me alone in peace.

One incident can change an entire life, just like that one night changed mine and tied my destiny to Carlos.

Sometimes we confuse lust for love, and other times we confuse love for lust. But for me and Carlos, it was and still is both love and lust. I love him, and I desire him. He loves me too, and he desires me like crazy. Eventually, our story has an ending too, but not our love, and certainly not our desire.