Painting Him Mine

Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

EZRA

I had done a lot of stupid shit in my life. Proposing on a first date was a new level of what the fuck, even for me. But everything inside me knew with absolute certainty that Mauricio was the one for me. What was the point of waiting an arbitrary number of months or years to declare my intentions? I wasn’t the type to bullshit, so coming out and saying he should be mine was much more my style.

Thankfully, Mauricio hadn’t gotten angry or made fun of me for putting my heart on the line by declaring we should make a future together. He flipped me over and started kissing me as if he was determined to claim me as his, which was exactly what I wanted. It was just further evidence that he was the perfect man of my dreams.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I buried my fingers in his dark hair as he demanded I surrender to him. I opened for him, letting him stake his claim on me with passionate need. His erection rubbing against mine filled me with burning lust. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he began kissing down my body. And because he was the perfect partner for me, he threw in a few nips along the way to keep it interesting.

Mauricio paused long enough to grab the bottle of lube I kept in my nightstand drawer. He wasted no time in sliding two slicked fingers inside me to start as he continued kissing me all over.

I spread my legs wider apart as my body moved against him, trying to draw him deeper. He drove me wild by toying with my balls while he worked me open. It made me ache with a need for more. I put up with the process for as long as I could before my demanding nature took over. “I’m good, so let’s move on to the fun part.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to wear a condom?” He withdrew his fingers from inside me, making my heart rate skyrocket.

“I’m absolutely positive. I told you before. I want you to paint my insides with your cum to mark me as yours.”

His eyes fluttered shut at my declaration before he opened them and lubed his cock. He made me laugh when he got up to grab a washcloth to clean his hand with before returning to my side and settling between my legs. I loved how he cupped my ass before he guided his tip into me.

For once, I savored the slow spread as I welcomed him into my body. It was hard not to wax poetic about how we fit together like two perfect puzzle pieces as he pushed in to the hilt. While I was normally a fan of fast and furious fucks, Mauricio started off easy. He rocked against me with steady thrusts as his hand wandered all over my skin to any part he could reach. It had been a long time since I had been with a lover who treated me so gently, which only made me fall for him even more.

I wrapped my legs around his waist to give myself some leverage to move. It felt so good that I didn’t speed things up for once. I enjoyed his gentleness in a way I normally lacked the patience for. That served as yet another reminder that Mauricio was the man I had waited my whole life to find.

As he treated me with a tenderness I had never experienced before, I clung to him as our bodies moved in search of the ultimate pleasure. Moans and sighs slipped from my lips as he made love to me like I was his most beloved treasure. I couldn’t get enough of it.

It further endeared him to me and made me want a lifetime of happiness with him. I refused to settle for a one-and-done date with him when being intimate together was the most incredible experience of my entire life. I’d do whatever it took to help him understand we owed it to ourselves to make something work between us. I was confident that my future husband would thank me later for taking the initiative in our relationship.