Chapter 184: Pregnant for the right man
Chapter 184: Pregnant for the right man
Harry joined her in bed and lay behind her with one of her titties in his hand he fondled it gently and slipped his cck in her core.
“Oh goodness,” Carina gasped as Harry raised her thigh with his other hand. He squeezed her nipples as he drove his cock inside her from behind,
“Fuck!” Carina screamed as she grabbed his butt cheek with her free hand. Harry drove his cck inside way harder till his balls slammed against her cheeks. He brought it out and slammed inside again. Carina’s pussy kept getting wetter and wetter.
Then hurry climbed on top of her, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he inserted his joystick into her, his waist moving in a circular motion to make sure that he was screwing her in the right places.
She placed both hands on his butt and pushed him deeper.
“Fuck me till you’re dry.” She yelled.
The pace picked up slamming faster and faster till he released everything inside her. They both collapsed and drifted off to sleep.
Then in the middle of the day, they both woke up in bed talking,
“So what are we now? Still divorced ?” she asked.
Harry smirked, that was a funny question, coming from her. He didn’t want to propose in bed. So he ignored her, grabbed his phone, and rolled over. He texted something to something while Carina stared at him, totally confused.
“No answer?”
Harry stared at her still with a smirk on his face, ”Go and take a shower by the time you’re done, I will also be done with what I plan to tell you.”
With fear and tension, Carina got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. As the water poured down on her she couldn’t help but wonder if Harry had only brought her home to sleep with her.
Meanwhile, Harry rushed downstairs to receive the package he had just ordered from a shop down the street. It was a 5-inch heart-shaped heart proposal cake.
He sat on a chair in his room waiting for Carina to step out of the shower. Once the water stopped running he lit the sparkling candle and welcomed Carina back from the bathroom.
“Hello Carina, I know I don’t have a ring now, but will you marry me again?” He went down on one knee with a big smile on his face,
Carina began to tear up as she took the cake from him and helped him back to his feet.
“Yes. Yes, I will marry you. Oh, I love you so much.” She cried.
Harry took the cake from her placed it on the bedside table and hugged her so tightly, that she placed both hands on her shoulders while he held her waist.
They danced slowly around the bedroom looking into each other’s eyes.
“Our first wedding was unplanned and sudden, we weren’t in charge, damn! We didn’t even know each other,” Harry exclaimed as Carina giggled.
“I don’t even know how we sat down and let that happen to us!” She exclaimed as she danced slowly with Harry,
“But this time, we can have it in our backyard and invite just a few people, something very private. Something planned by us. What do you think?”
“I love it, I wouldn’t even mind if it was just me and you, but inviting family works for me too. This won’t be the first time they will be witnessing us getting married,” she replied.
They both laughed, “I can say that the first time, it was their wedding. This time it will be our wedding.” Harry assured her.
“I get to choose my own wedding gown right? Not the one Nathan rented for me.” Carina rattled.
“Sure, and this time we will have pictures, in case Sara and her father finish serving their sentences in jail and come asking for pictures,” Harry replied, making Carina laugh.
“You’re mean.” She laughed.
He kissed her again, “Let’s do this.”
“How long do I have to wait? Because I can’t wait to do this.”
Harry thought about her question thinking about how soon he could get a backyard wedding organized. It shouldn’t take long. They have done this before, they can do it again.
Three weeks later Carina and Harry stood before their family and just about two or three friends in their backyard, all dressed in white, and said I do to each other this time not under cohesion or the need for a promotion but with love, hope, and forgiveness. Most Carina said ‘I do’ again with a new bun in the oven, but this time it belonged to the right man.