Chapter 59
Chapter Fifty-Nine
Kash
Waking up next to my girl is the best feeling ever, second only to being inside of her.
Mila's naked body is pressed against mine, soft and warm. Snuggling against her back, I run my hands up her body. I keep my touch feather light. It’s early, but she’s been through a lot lately, and needs her rest.
Cupping her breasts in my hands, I gently play with her nipples and nuzzle her neck.
She moans in her sleep, making me wonder how far I can get before she wakes up.
I move my cock against her ass, then lift one of her legs, draping it over my thigh.
Her body spreads open for me and when I tease a finger at her entrance, I find wetness coating her thighs.
My dirty girl must be having some good dreams about me. Maybe I should make them come true.
Sliding my finger into her heat, I run my thumb against her clit, rubbing it in slow circles.
She lets out a whimper, pushing against my hand, but doesn’t wake up.
Oh, I’m going to have fun with this. Plunging my finger in and out a few more times, I withdraw it and grasp my hard-as-a-rock cock.
Spreading her arousal on the head, I line it up to her pussy and slowly feed a few inches in.
Her lips part with a gasp, my name coming out softly.
“Kash, please,” she murmurs in her sleep, pushing against me.
Her eyes are closed, so I do what Dream Kash would do—I give her more.
Rolling my hips, I grab Mila’s thigh, and spread her open further so I can sink the rest of the way in.
When I bottom out, I bite my lip and stifle my groan.
I gently rock into Mila’s warm pussy. I keep one hand on her hip and move the other back toward her chest. Sliding my arm around her shoulder, I dip my face in the crook of her neck and inhale her scent.
A shudder of pleasure wracks my body, and I know I have to taste her or I’ll die. My lips run along her skin, nipping and teasing as I go, all while I shallowly plunge in and out of her body.
She feels so good. Just knowing that she’s agreed to be mine makes me want to rut into her, but I don't want to wake her yet. Mila knows I would never hurt her, and even in her subconscious, she craves my touch. Picking up my pace, I snap my hips against hers, thrusting deep. Fire courses through my body as I fuck my sleeping fiancée. Her pussy walls start to flutter around my cock, and I know she’s close.
Even in her sleep, her body knows who’s playing with it. Who’s taking care of it.
Rolling her nipple between my finger, I slam into her harder, and when she moans loudly, I know she’s awake. “Nice of you to join me, Sunshine.” I smirk against her neck, then tug on the nipple I was rolling. “I was hoping I could get you off before you woke up. Maybe next time.”
She moves her body against mine, reaching out to grab the hand that’s gripping her hip, and moving the other one toward my neck.
Thrusting into her, I lift her leg higher, changing the angle.
She yelps when I hit deep, her pussy squeezing my dick.
“Fuck. You feel good, Mila. So fucking perfect,” I groan, snapping against her wildly.
“Kash, please,” she cries.
“Please what?”
“It feels so good,” she moans, gasping as I slam into her over and over again.
“I know it does, Sweetheart.” Pleasure trickles tightly up my spine, but I’m not ready for this to be over yet.
Mila’s pussy clamps down on my dick every time I pull back, telling me she’s almost there.
Pulling out of her, I flip Mila onto her back.
Her cry of protest quickly morphs into one of pleasure when I drive back into her.
Grabbing her legs, I spread them wide, watching my dick as it splits her open with each thrust. Every time I plunge into her pussy, I grind my pubic bone against her clit and listen to her cries. She does it so fucking sweetly for me.
Sitting up on my knees, I lift her ass in my hands.
My fingerprints leave little indents along her skin as I clutch her to me and drill my dick into her body, over and over.
I hope she wears my marks for days. I bottom out when I tilt her hips, and fuck, she feels so good.
I take one nipple in my mouth, then circle my teeth around it.
She whimpers against me when I bite her, then moans as I flatten my tongue against the skin to sooth the sting.
Not wanting to show bias, I repeat the process with her other breast.
I should be gentler, but I can’t. Not right now.
I need her too much. “I’ll never get tired of being inside you.
” I move one hand from under her ass and lean forward, acutely aware of how much her pussy grips my cock.
She has a vise-like grip on my dick, and I’m close to losing it completely.
I lightly grab Mila’s throat and pull her lips to mine, swallowing her whimpers.
“You feel like heaven, Mila. Your little cunt is so fucking warm and tight. I never want to leave this perfect little body.” I lean my head against hers as I rock into her, my hand keeping her tight against me.
I abandon her lips to suck in a breath, moving my hand between our bodies. Gathering some of her wetness, I rub circles around her clit. Her eyes fly open, brown irises locking on mine. “Kash! Oh fuck.”
“You scream my name so nicely, so pretty. Louder. I want everyone to hear who you belong to.”
Rubbing my thumb faster around her clit, Mila’s face flushes, and her back bows off the bed. “Kash!” she shouts, spasming around my dick. Her pussy clamps down tightly as her orgasm hits, triggering my release.
Pleasure so intense it borders on pain slams into me, and I come deep inside of Mila.
Ropes of cum fill my girl, and I lean down, sealing my lips over hers.
I slide my tongue in her mouth while her hands tangle in my hair, pulling it harshly.
Her hips are still rocking into mine as we come down from our orgasms. Pulling back, I take in her swollen mouth and the red marks I’ve left on her body.
Little love bites cover parts of her neck and chest, and it makes me wonder if she’d let me tattoo them there.
Unlike the frantic way I took her, I gently pull out, watching our combined release trickle onto her thighs. I’m about to push it back inside when her voice catches my attention.
“Holy morning sex.” She laughs, tugging me back to her lips for another kiss.
Moving closer, I hold her gently, kissing her thoroughly. I want to wake up like this every day. As I lie back, I pull her with me, draping her body over my chest. She leans up on her arms, her light eyes searching mine.
“You’re so beautiful, Mila. I can’t wait to marry you,” I tell her honestly.
Mila folds her hands over my chest and peers at her ring, as if she’s seeing it for the first time. It took me forever to get it from a specialty store online. There were no jewelers in the area who carried what I wanted, and it took almost a month to come in. It was worth every penny though.
“I don’t think I’ve seen a ring like this before,” she admits, admiring the shiny glint in the morning light.
“I doubt you have,” I agree, putting my hand on top of hers. I thread my fingers around it and explain, “This isn’t a regular engagement ring, Sunshine. It’s special.”
“Of course it’s special, Kash. You chose it for me.” She rolls her eyes.
“If you roll your eyes at me again, I’m going to spank your ass, brat. Listen.” Leaning up, I kiss her lips quickly, then pull back. “It’s special because it has a piece of meteorite in it.”
Her eyes widen, and she quickly sits up, her hand leaving my grip. “You’re joking.”
Sitting up, I put my back against the headboard and tug Mila into my lap.
The blankets rest at her waist behind her as her pussy sits over my quickly hardening cock.
Not yet, I chastise my dick. “I’m not joking.
” She cradles her left hand in her right, staring at the stone.
“It’s a moissanite and meteorite ring. There’s a piece of Gibeon around the band, and the stone is moissanite. ”
“I don’t know what that means.” She hasn’t looked away from her hand the entire time.
Taking her small hand in mine, I run my finger around the band and point out the grayish color.
“This is a piece of Gibeon meteorite.” Then tapping the top of the jewel, I continue, “This is a moissanite square-cut stone. It’s not exactly like a diamond, but it’s just as sturdy.
Gibeon meteorites survived going through space and Earth’s atmosphere just to land on the planet somewhere to be found.
They’re made to last, like us.” Letting out a breath, I finish, “The rest of the band is white gold.”
She’s silent for a moment, then she sniffles. Her watery eyes meet mine, and she brushes away a tear.
“Hey, what’s wrong? If you don’t like it, I can get something different.”
Clutching her hand against her chest, Mila glares at me. “Don’t you dare, Kash. You bought me a ring with a piece of rock that fell from the sky. I love it. I love you.”
Mila stares at me for a moment, then scoots closer, tugging the blankets around her waist. Cupping my face in both her hands, she leans in and softly kisses me on the lips. I grab her hips, needing her closer to me. I’m about to flip her around when her voice stops me.
“Marry me.”
“What?” My brain isn’t fully catching on to what she’s saying.
“If you could marry me today, would you?”
Trying not to let my excitement show, I shoot her a look. “That’s like asking if I could have sex with you today, would I?”
“So, can we?” She eyes me with a hopeful expression.
When doing research about all the places I could take Mila, there was one interesting fact about the great state of North Carolina that stood out. Not only do they have some of the most beautiful beaches, but there is no waiting period between getting a marriage license and getting married.
You can do it all on the same day. It just so happens that I have all of our papers, for safety reasons of course.
Smiling at my girl, I thank God it’s only seven thirty in the morning.
If we play this right, we can be married by dinner.
Crashing my lips to hers, I kiss Mila until I have to pull back to breathe.
She has no idea that I was hoping for this very thing.
That I had planned for this very outcome.
The ring came in a couple of weeks ago, and what better time than the present.
I thought I was going to have to wait for her to plan something with her mom and sister, but this is a million times better. A small part of me hesitates because her family won’t be there, but the devil on my shoulder has already smothered that guy. It’ll be just the two of us.
“Tell me what you want, Wife.”