Chapter 36
MILES
M y lips touch her neck, and I don’t hesitate to suck hard, leaving my mark on her body. I’ve been dying to be inside her while she’s wearing my ring on her finger. This whole fiancé bit has gotten me so turned on that I can’t even see straight. All I keep hearing in my head is…
She’s mine.
Her tight body presses into me, and I know she’s been wanting the same thing. I could practically smell her arousal the whole way home.
I slide my hand down her stomach before reaching up under her skirt to prove my point. A smile plays on my lips when I brush over her lace and find it damp.
“Someone has been thinking about this as much as I have,” I say in a low voice. “Has this greedy pussy been begging for my touch all night long?” I stroke her on the outside of her panties, and her hips start to move.
“Yes,” she moans, straining against my hand that’s holding her wrists as her tits jut out toward me. I happily lean down and lightly bite her nipple through her shirt before turning to the other one .
“Miles,” she whimpers, and my dick goes to steel.
“Yes?” I murmur, rubbing her harder through the lace fabric. I know exactly what she wants, but I want to hear it.
“Please,” she begs, bucking her hips more against my hand.
“Please, what?” I ask innocently as I nip at her collarbone, knowing damn well I’m far from innocent. “If you want something from your fiancé, you have to ask.”
“I need to cum…please.”
“There’s my good girl asking for what she wants. I would be happy to get the first one out of the way.” I drop to my knees and slowly remove her lace thong. She watches me with hooded eyes, her breath coming out in short spurts.
Fucking sexy as hell.
I strain against my pants with such force that I clench my jaw hard in an effort to contain the part of me that wants to lose control in her.
On my next breath, I have her leg over my shoulder, and I’m diving into heaven.
“Yes,” she moans, grabbing fistfuls of my hair as I dive deep into her sweet pussy. “Feels so good,” she pants, arching against the door.
“Damn right it does,” I growl and suck her clit hard. I know her body now inside and out, and she’s always going to get exactly what she needs from me.
“I’m close,” she moans, moving her hips and scraping her pussy against my scruff. I fucking love having her cover my face.
“Give it to me,” I demand, as I fill her with my tongue and press hard on her swollen clit. Her walls squeeze me as I suck the orgasm right out of her. She screams my name in a beautiful melody as I taste every last bit her body gives me.
By the time I’m satisfied, she’s limp against the door, and I’m more than ready to give her another one once I take care of her first.
She clings to me as I walk us to the master bath.
I see some of my things next to hers, and they couldn’t look more right being here.
I’ve been slowly moving in little by little.
We’ve talked about our future and how we both love this house for Bee.
We plan on building on as we add to our family, but for now, it’s becoming our home together.
Turning on the shower, I step back out and set her down as we both undress each other. Her eyes dart down, and there’s no denying I’m hard as a fucking rock. I’m like a steel rod reaching for the stars.
Her hand comes out to circle my swollen cock, and I close my eyes in sheer bliss, or maybe it’s pain because of how bad I want her right now. Cum leaks out, and when I feel her tongue swipe my piercing, my eyes shoot open to see her kneeling before me.
Fuck she’s a vision with my cock in her mouth like it’s the best damn thing she’s ever had in it. She takes me deep, and I grab her hair on a growl as I fight the urge to pour down her throat.
I let her suck me a few more times, but when I feel the back of her throat, I quickly haul her up and back her into the shower.
The warm water hits us as I block her in against the white tile.
“I would love nothing more than to fill this greedy little mouth with my cum, but not tonight. Tonight I want your pussy full and dripping with her fiancé’s cum.”
“Yes, please,” she whispers, and something inside me is set loose.
I haul her up and keep a firm grip on her ass as I dig into her flesh. Her legs wrap around me, and I groan when her wet pussy slides against me.
“Put my cock where it belongs. Now.” My voice is deep with need as it squeezes past my locked jaw.
Her hand comes down, and I feel her grab hold of me as she puts me right where I want to be. I’m deep inside her on my next inhale, and her soft cry of pleasure nearly throws me over the edge.
Breathing deeply, I finally get myself under control again as I start to move. Her body slides against the wet tile as her pussy eagerly wraps around me and takes me deep.
“Jesus, honey,” I rasp when I feel her walls hug me. “So fucking made for me.”
“And you were made for me,” she moans when I hit her sweet spot with my metal ball. “Make your fiancé cum again,” she pants as I go deeper and harder.
“With pleasure,” I ground out on a growl. Her body takes me in over and over again, and I feel her orgasm on the verge of breaking through.
Her sounds tell me she’s close, and when I feel her let go for me, I fall with her in a clash of pleasure as waves ripple through me. I pour into her on a shout as her pussy puts me in a vise that has me seeing stars.
I faintly hear her cry my name. I’m so absorbed in my own sensations as reality fades in and out. We cling to each other as our lungs struggle to get air. When I finally feel stable enough, I slowly lower her to the ground, making sure she’s steady on her two feet.
Taking her hand, I lift it to my lips and kiss her ring. It looks damn good on her, and I don’t plan on her ever taking it off. I already have the matching wedding band hidden in my drawer that she cleaned out for me.
“I love you.” I whisper the three little words that hold so much meaning, but could never be enough to describe what I feel for her .
“I love you, too.” She leans up on tiptoes and kisses my lips. “All of me, forever.”
“Forever.”
Lying in bed later, I’m leaning up against the headboard as she lies on my chest, my arms securely around her.
We’ve been talking for hours about our wedding and giving Bee a brother or sister one day.
If I get my way, it will happen sooner rather than later.
Just picturing her carrying my child does something to my heart and body that I can’t even form into words.
“Play for me,” she softly breathes against my chest. I smile at how much she loves my music, almost as much as I love playing it for her.
“I’ll always play for you.” Grinning, she snuggles up next to me as I grab the guitar next to the bed. I’ve been keeping it there because I get more and more inspired every night and want it close by. She’s my biggest reason for all the notes and melodies that keep flooding my mind.
She’s become my muse, and everything I write comes from what I feel for her.
I’ve gotten a few pieces written up, and Link and Seth fell in love with them.
They want to add my songs to their new album.
Even though I’m not on the road with them, Southern Tides will always be a part of me.
We started it together a long time ago, and now that they will be playing music I created, in a way, a little piece of me will still be with them on stage.
I start strumming the chords of the new song I’ve been working on as I watch my beautiful fiancé get lost in the melody.
The notes start swirling around us, binding us together through our love for one another.
Our love…spoken through music.
More powerful than words I could ever give her .
I play from my heart.
I play for her.
THE END