Chapter 12 Arlo
ARLO
Ipull Maggie to her feet, and my hands hook around her waist. Her feet stumble over each other as I drag her to the bed in the corner of the room. My pint sized fiancé giggles as I throw her onto the bed.
“I’m going to destroy that cherry pie.”
She scurries back onto the bed, but before she gets too far, I grab her ankle and pull her toward me. She squeals with delight and immediately clamps her hand over her mouth, reminding of another thing I’m determined to do.
“By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be screaming my name. No more hiding your light, beautiful.”
She looks scandalized. “I’ve got neighbors, and these walls are thin,” she whispers.
“I don’t care. You’ll be moving into my cabin right after I’m done with you.” I climb onto the bed and push her legs apart with my thighs.
“You want to be a master chef, you need confidence, and I’m gonna coax that out of you.”
She bites her lower lip as my hand slides up her skirt. Her thighs are creamy and soft and she parts them for me, letting my hand slide right up until I hook my fingers over the band of her panties.
Her panties come off with a jerk of my hand, and I bury myself between her legs. She gasps at the suddenness of it and grasps the duvet in her fist.
It's only been two days, but this is already my favorite dish. I can’t get enough of my girl, and I lick her and suck her until she’s panting hard.
Maggie’s whimpers as she grinds her pussy into my face, shooting her cream onto my tongue as she comes.
I let her off the first time, but the next time she comes she’ll be screaming my name.
There’s a condom in my pocket. I’m prepared to respect her wishes. No matter how much I want a baby in her belly, I’ll respect what Maggie wants.
She shakes her head when she sees the condom.
“I’m on the pill.”
Her words make me smile. I don’t want anything between us.
I climb up the bed, shredding my clothes as she tugs at hers. Our lips collide, and there’s a frantic energy about the way her hands clasp my cock.
I sit back and pause, panting hard but wanting to savor this moment. She’s splayed out before me, her juices glistening on her thighs, her eyes wide and dark with desire. The only thing she’s wearing is the ring on her finger, and a wave of emotion rushes over me.
“I love you, Maggie.” Her eyes meet mine.
“I love you too,” she whispers.
With our eyes locked I slowly slide into her, sucking my breath in as her pussy sucks my cock into its tight walls.
My tip grazes her virgin barrier, and I pause. A nervous look passes across her face; she’s vulnerable right now and trusting.
“This may hurt, babydoll.”
My hand closes over hers on the bed, and our fingers lock. Slowly, I slide into her soft cherry pie. She clenches around me, and her jaw locks as she hisses between her teeth. Typical Maggie to let the pain out quietly.
“I want you to make some noise for me, Maggie. If it hurts, you scream. If it feels good, you scream. You got it?”
She nods, still looking tense.
“I need to hear your words, babydoll.” As I say it, I rock my hips and she moans.
“You understand?”
“Yes.” It’s a breathless yes and barely above a whisper.
“Louder, sweetheart.”
As I say it, I rock my hips and she moans.
“Yes.” It’s a little louder but not good enough.
“Louder.”
This time I thrust deep into her and grab a nipple in my mouth. She gasps, then remembers her words.
“Yes!”
Her voice echoes around the walls of the apartment, and I hope the fucker next door watching annoying television shows all day hears her.
I clutch her hips and I sway slowly until I feel her pussy relax around me. My fingers flick her nipples, and I lean forward to kiss her swollen lips.
I rock gently, loving the way she wraps herself against my body as she gets into the rhythm.
Her pussy feels like heaven, but I want to go deeper. I want to her to feel all of me.
I grab her legs and throw them over my shoulder, and she gasps as I drive my cock home. Her face scrunches up.
“Make some noise, Maggie,” I command.
Her eyes fly open, and her mouth forms a perfect O.
I thrust deep and she lets out a startled cry, the sound piercing the silence of the apartment.
“That’s it, honey. Make some noise for me.”
Her tits jiggle as I slam into her, bouncing her around on the bed. I’m fucking her hard, but I can’t stop myself.
“I want everyone to know who’s fucking you. You say my name, and you say it loud.”
Her brow furrows and I pull back, making her whimper.
My thumb circles her clit, and she gives another cry.
“Arlo…”
My name on my lips almost makes me lose it, and I pull myself almost the whole way out of her before I come too soon.
She lifts her head off the pillow, the perspiration making her hair cling to her forehead.
“I like… please…”
“Please what?”
I’m enjoying the frustration in her look. The disbelief that I’ve taken her toy away from her.
“I want to come,” she whispers.
“You can come, Maggie. As soon as you scream my name.”
Her eyes dart around the empty apartment.
“But my neighbors.”
“They’re not gonna be your neighbors for very long. As soon as we’re done here, I’m packing your bags and taking you to my cabin.”
Her eyes go wide.
“Are you gonna be this demanding and bossy when we’re married?”
“You know it. You can run your career how you want. I’m gonna run the household.”
She’s about to sass me back when I give her a hard thrust. My balls slam against her asshole, and I almost lose it. Whatever she’s gonna say dies on her lips.
“Oh,” she pants.
“That’s it, baby.”
My thumb presses against her clit and I thrust hard, enjoying the way her pussy sucks onto my cock.
“I’m close,” she whimpers.
“Good girl. Come for me, Maggie. Come for me loud and hard.”
I pull back a little, and she gives me desperate look. But I want to make her come so hard. I want to push her to the edge.
She starts to whimper and I slam into her, leaning forward so our bodies are pressed together.
“Say my name, Maggie.”
“Arlo…” she whimpers.
“Louder.”
“Arlo,” she cries.
My name on her lips in her strained voice is my undoing.
“Fuck Maggie….
I slam into her as her pussy convulses around me.
“Arlo,” she screams. “Arlo, Arlo, Arlo!”
My balls tighten and I shoot cum straight into her, growling out her name so our voices bounce off the walls of the apartment. My body trembles with hers as I give her everything I’ve got.
My arms close around her, and I pull her close as we fall exhausted onto the bed.
The silence in the apartment is deafening. The television next door is off for the first time, and I hope they enjoyed the fucking sound show.
Maggie turns her wide eyes to me and giggles.
“Do you think the neighbors heard?”
“I don’t give a shit. Like I said, you’re moving in with me.”
She giggles again. “It’s Larry who lives next door. You know, the guy who runs the convenience store. I’m going to be embarrassed every time I go in to buy milk.”
I throw my head back and laugh.
“Well then, let’s give you something to really be embarrassed about.”
I roll her on top of me, and my dick hardens when she wiggles against me.
“So where is this secret tattoo?” She runs her fingertips up my thighs and over my balls.
“You’ll have to find it,” I tease. “But you’re close.”
As my future wife slides down my cock, I’m filled with a sense of happiness. Her moans echo around the room, and they’re a sound I’m going to enjoy hearing for the rest of my life.