Helpless, caught and paralyzed by arousal I look down at her. She grins at me slyly, licking around the head of my cock and her eyes so satisfied and contented I fall in love all over again.
It looks like she’s in the mood to take her time, and I am in no mood to dissuade her.
37 Jane
After our marathon, we both dozed in each other’s arms. I eventually awake to see Riker looking at me with so much affection I feel a lump in my throat.
“Morning hon.” He makes a show of checking his watch, “Well, more like early evening.” He leans in and holds me tightly, pressing a kiss to my hair, and I hear him inhale deeply.
I smile to myself, seems that Riker likes the coconut too.
“Jane, I want to do something for you. Properly. Sort of.” His cheeks redden and I can’t help but reach out a hand to him. Holding his cheek and brushing a thumb over his stubble. As I do, he catches it in his own and presses a kiss to it.
“What is it?” I know I must look a sight. I’m still blissed out, my hair is curling and frizzing everywhere, and I’m very confused as he helps me to sit up. He just smiles at me and any anxiety I have about him just slips away. He’s here and he’s staying.
I don’t know how right I am as he tugs me to the end of the bed and settles on one knee. He takes my hand, and I see he’s stolen the engagement ring at some point while I was asleep. The sapphire almost glows as the diamonds sparkle around it, and my heart is racing again though in my head I’m just giggling like a teen. What is this, the theoretical third proposal? Once that never happened, a photo op proposal, and now this one? Despite myself, I feel tears prickling at my eyes.
“Jane. You’ve put up with a lot over the past couple of months. You helped me when I didn’t think there was anyone who would. You loved me like I have never been loved before. And you trusted me enough to prove to you that I love you more than anything.”
He’s so serious right now, and I shuffle closer on the bed, pulling the sheet around my shoulders. I just want to jab him in the shoulder to make him lighten up, but I know I won’t get him like this very often and it’s honestly incredibly sweet.
Riker must see some of what I’m thinking on my face because he gives me a hound dog smile and kisses my hand, adding onto his proposal in a harsh stage whisper. “Also, you’re so fucking sexy and beautiful, and I love your tits and your ass and fuck me, Jane, you’re perfect.”
Laughing delightedly, I do shove his shoulder gently, encouraging him to get back on track. “Come on, what about doing this properly?”
“Right,” he nods, and suddenly he’s serious again. “Jane Gordan. Will you marry me? For real?”
I feel as though my cheeks could burst from the spread of my smile, and I nod vigorously, not trusting myself with words for another moment. “Yes, yes, of course. For real.”
His own grin seems to brighten the room, and he slips the ring back onto my finger, standing suddenly and tackling me back onto the bed. “Fuck yeah! I love you, I love you, I love you—” he punctuates each statement with a sloppy kiss over my face, only sometimes landing on my lips.
I’m shrieking and giggling and flailing, and I can’t remember a time that I’ve been happier than I am right at that moment. “Riker! Riker, stop! I love you too, you idiot! Get off me, we have to tell Nia!”
He freezes, and for a moment I worry that I’ve flailed into something tender, but he just pulls back and blinks at me. “Nia. Oh my god. I’m… I’m going to have a daughter!” The realization strikes him dumb, and he just sits back on his haunches, stunned. “Holy shit.”
I don’t even have a chance to worry because he’s back, grinning and laughing and hugging me. When I finally get him to look at me, his eyes are shining with tears of joy, and that gets me started as well. Pulling him close, I squeeze him in a tight hug and whisper in his ear. “You’re going to be a terrible father figure…” I let it dangle for a moment then pull back to smile at him. “But you’re going to love getting better. And I think Nia will too.”
It only takes us a few minutes to get cleaned up and company ready. I text Mrs. Bennet to send Nia back home, and Riker and I wait on the couch for her. His arm is around my shoulder and I’m leaning into him, resting comfortably. There’s a light, little tapping at the door and Nia peeks her face through the small opening, looking very sneakily to see what’s happening.
“Come on in, baby,” I call to her, and my heart warms at the thought of the news I get
share.
She scampers in and hops up onto the couch next to me, more in my lap than not, and I hug her to my chest. After a few seconds, she digs her way out of my arms and looks at us both with a frightening amount of intelligence for a girl her age. I think she’s going to ask something, but instead, she just watches us both, and I feel Riker tense slightly beside me. Putting a hand on his thigh, I cup Nia’s cheek.
“I’ve got some good news, baby.” I shift so I’m facing her completely and move to hold her hands. Dipping down to look her in the eyes, I smile at her. “Riker asked me to marry him. And
