He slides the ring onto my finger, and I climb out of the swing, nodding happily. Jumping into his arms, I yell, “Now that’s more like it! Yes, Caleb. Yes!”
He swings me around in his arms, twirling on the porch for a moment before setting me down and looking in my eyes.
“So . . .” he says, giving me a little smile. “What now?”
“Hmm . . . well, I can think of one thing,” I tease, wrapping my arms around him. “I want to make love with my fiancé.”
Caleb picks me up, this time cradling me in his arms and heading for the door. “You said when I put a ring on it, I’d get to do this,” he says, and I’m touched that he remembered my little throwaway joke.
My heart swells as Caleb carries me through our front door and up the stairs, his strong arms not faltering as he lays me down on our bed. Stepping back, he gives me space to take off my clothes as he strips as well, standing at the side of the bed. His body is glorious. ‘Domestic’ life certainly hasn’t dulled the sharp definition of his muscles one little bit, but it’s the fire in his eyes that capture me as he looks me over.
Caleb swallows and grins. “I’m looking at my future, and it’s the most beautiful thing I could have ever imagined.”
I’m dumbstruck as Caleb climbs into bed next to me, his hand resting on my arm. Slowly, his fingers trace up and down my skin as we look into each other’s eyes. I reach out, exploring the feeling of his skin, tracing the new tattoo he got last month, a rose wrapped around interlocked Cs along his left ribs. “You never told me why you put it here.”
“My modeling career, of course,” Caleb jokes, his hand traveling down to start stroking my breast in feather-light strokes. My nipple grows hard and pebbly, and he hums softly. “Actually, it’s because when we snuggle, that’s where you press against me. So even when you’re not by my side . . . you’re by my side.”
I lean forward and kiss him softly, our lips and tongues caressing and melting against each other until my heart is racing and I feel something pressing against my thigh. Reaching down, I find Caleb’s almost fully hard cock and grasp it, smiling against his lips. “I’m that good a kisser, huh?”
He grins at me and kisses down my neck, sucking and licking until he reaches my right nipple. I groan as he takes it into his mouth, sucking and licking until it’s so intense I’m seeing stars. His hands stroke my back all the way from my shoulders to my ass, adding to the pleasure and making my pussy ache, wanting him inside me. Rolling him over, I straddle his waist, my pussy rubbing over the hard muscles of his stomach as Caleb’s mouth feasts on my nipples. “God, I wish I were taller.”
Caleb chuckles, knowing what I’m talking about. He’s so tall, there’s no way I can have both of my breasts sucked on and be filled with his cock. He pulls back, kissing up to my lips. “Cassie, you’re perfect just as you are. I get to take my time pleasuring you from head to toe for the rest of our lives.”
I look into his eyes, stroking his face as I rub myself back and forth over his skin, my clit electrified by the stroke of his hair over the sensitive bud. Caleb strokes back, kissing my lips and taking my breath away as I roll my hips faster and faster, my wetness smearing all over his skin and adding to the slippery sticky wonderfulness of it all. “Caleb . . . oh, God, baby.”
“Any time you want, my love,” he whispers, reaching down and squeezing my ass. I groan, squirming in delight as I feel him dip lower, his finger teasing my asshole until I relax and he slips inside me. I gasp, kissing him hard as Caleb slides his finger in and out of my ass while I grind my clit against him, fire building inside me until I have to push back, rolling off him.
“No . . . no, not this time,” I gasp, immediately missing the feeling of his finger probing my ass. “Babe, this time, I want to come together.”
Caleb nods, then smiles. “How do you want it?”
I get up on the edge of the bed, bending over and grabbing the blanket and grinning.
Caleb climbs behind me, running an appreciative hand along my spine before reaching up and grabbing my ponytail, tugging gently as I feel his cock slide between my pussy lips, not entering me yet but coating himself. I moan. I love feeling his strength and when he takes control because of how tender he is as he does it. “We get to do this forever,” Caleb rumbles as he strokes his cock between my lips again and again. “I love you.”
“I love you,” I whisper. Caleb adjusts his hips just a little, and this time, his cock slides into me. I’m so wet that there’s no tightness, just the amazing feeling of being filled by the man I love and the extra electric knowledge that there’s nothing separating us. I look up at my hands, where my engagement ring twinkles in the light from the bedside lamp as Caleb starts stroking in and out of me. Each thrust of his cock is thrilling as he takes his time, bringing me to the edge time and time again before pausing, his cock throbbing inside me but not pushing us over into climax.
My body’s shaking, the diamond on my ring twinkling as I flex and squeeze my hands, trying to hold
