didn’t change his pace. He took his time. Releasing one
ankle from its tie, he brought my foot to his mouth and gently sucked on my
toe. It tickled at first, but as he moved his warm mouth over my heel, up my
ankle and onward to my knee, the tickling sensation subsided and a deep sense
of arousal took over. His lips and tongue worked in perfect harmony, tugging
and licking my skin in a way that was pure delight. Not only did my sex
pulsate in anticipation, but my entire body.
Licking my thigh, he sent his fingers up ahead to tease my sex, and
when his lips finally caught up and settled on my clitoris, I couldn’t hold
back. Almost instantly, he brought me to an outrageous orgasm that obliterated
everything else in my mind. On and on, my orgasm pounded and throbbed while he
maintained just the right amount of pressure.
I thought I’d die.
I cried out like an animal, assuaged and satisfied, but as the
throbbing finally subsided, I realized I was not quite sated. I wanted more.
After a few moments of reprieve, he worked his fingers over my clitoris
again, slowly building up the next soft and delicious orgasm. As my sex
throbbed in anticipation, he climbed up and slowly nudged his cock inside.
“I love you, Lilly,” he said as he pushed all the way in. “I love
you. I love you.” He stopped and grimaced, as he regained control. Letting
out a long, slow hiss, he resumed with thunderous strokes that left me gasping.
Reaching behind my back, he released my wrists, and I eagerly wrapped
my arms around him, pulling him to me as my hips jolted up to meet him again
and again, until his orgasm spilled the seed I was so hungry for.
“I love you, Lilly,” he whispered as he fell over me.
For a long moment, only the sound of our heavy breathing filled the
air. Sweaty and satisfied, we held each other, as if breaking the embrace
would tear us apart.
“Does that give you a hint of just how much I missed you?” he said with
a smile. He squeezed me tight. “I never want to let you go.”
“And I never want to go.” I playfully ran my hand through his hair.
“Despite everything that’s happened, we have so much to be thankful for, so
many blessings, and I’m so grateful for all of it.”
He nudged up onto his elbow and looked down at me. Clearing his
throat, he ran a finger down between my breasts and back up to my chin. I’d
never seen him so unsure and hesitant.
“What is it, Rial?”
“Well, speaking of blessing. I asked your father for his blessings… to
marry you.”
“But my father had already agreed to the engagement. Isn’t that what
you told me?”
“Yes, all those years ago, when you and I were both children. But,
today… I wanted…” He got up and walked to the large dresser at the far end of
the room. Reaching into the top drawer, he retrieved something… something
small enough to fit in his hand. With solemn steps, he returned, but instead
of getting back in, he knelt beside the bed.
I sat up. “Rial, what are you…?”
“Lilly, I want to make it official. I want to make it real. This is
no longer an arrangement made by our parents. This is me, a man, asking you, a
full grown woman, to be my wife. With all my heart, I want you, the most
beautiful and precious person in my life, to marry me.”
Chapter 7
S peechless, I stared at him while he looked
intently at me, waiting for an answer. I wanted to say yes, but the word
wouldn’t come. It was lodged somewhere in my throat. Or was it in my heart?
And why?
A
sudden knock at the door saved me from having to deal with the situation right
then and there. I looked expectantly at Rial, but he ignored the knock at the
door and continued to look at me.
A
second and more persistent knock was accompanied with a, “Sir?”
“Now
what?” Rial hissed. He leaned closer to me. “We’ll continue right after I
deal with whatever it is that so urgently
ankle from its tie, he brought my foot to his mouth and gently sucked on my
toe. It tickled at first, but as he moved his warm mouth over my heel, up my
ankle and onward to my knee, the tickling sensation subsided and a deep sense
of arousal took over. His lips and tongue worked in perfect harmony, tugging
and licking my skin in a way that was pure delight. Not only did my sex
pulsate in anticipation, but my entire body.
Licking my thigh, he sent his fingers up ahead to tease my sex, and
when his lips finally caught up and settled on my clitoris, I couldn’t hold
back. Almost instantly, he brought me to an outrageous orgasm that obliterated
everything else in my mind. On and on, my orgasm pounded and throbbed while he
maintained just the right amount of pressure.
I thought I’d die.
I cried out like an animal, assuaged and satisfied, but as the
throbbing finally subsided, I realized I was not quite sated. I wanted more.
After a few moments of reprieve, he worked his fingers over my clitoris
again, slowly building up the next soft and delicious orgasm. As my sex
throbbed in anticipation, he climbed up and slowly nudged his cock inside.
“I love you, Lilly,” he said as he pushed all the way in. “I love
you. I love you.” He stopped and grimaced, as he regained control. Letting
out a long, slow hiss, he resumed with thunderous strokes that left me gasping.
Reaching behind my back, he released my wrists, and I eagerly wrapped
my arms around him, pulling him to me as my hips jolted up to meet him again
and again, until his orgasm spilled the seed I was so hungry for.
“I love you, Lilly,” he whispered as he fell over me.
For a long moment, only the sound of our heavy breathing filled the
air. Sweaty and satisfied, we held each other, as if breaking the embrace
would tear us apart.
“Does that give you a hint of just how much I missed you?” he said with
a smile. He squeezed me tight. “I never want to let you go.”
“And I never want to go.” I playfully ran my hand through his hair.
“Despite everything that’s happened, we have so much to be thankful for, so
many blessings, and I’m so grateful for all of it.”
He nudged up onto his elbow and looked down at me. Clearing his
throat, he ran a finger down between my breasts and back up to my chin. I’d
never seen him so unsure and hesitant.
“What is it, Rial?”
“Well, speaking of blessing. I asked your father for his blessings… to
marry you.”
“But my father had already agreed to the engagement. Isn’t that what
you told me?”
“Yes, all those years ago, when you and I were both children. But,
today… I wanted…” He got up and walked to the large dresser at the far end of
the room. Reaching into the top drawer, he retrieved something… something
small enough to fit in his hand. With solemn steps, he returned, but instead
of getting back in, he knelt beside the bed.
I sat up. “Rial, what are you…?”
“Lilly, I want to make it official. I want to make it real. This is
no longer an arrangement made by our parents. This is me, a man, asking you, a
full grown woman, to be my wife. With all my heart, I want you, the most
beautiful and precious person in my life, to marry me.”
Chapter 7
S peechless, I stared at him while he looked
intently at me, waiting for an answer. I wanted to say yes, but the word
wouldn’t come. It was lodged somewhere in my throat. Or was it in my heart?
And why?
A
sudden knock at the door saved me from having to deal with the situation right
then and there. I looked expectantly at Rial, but he ignored the knock at the
door and continued to look at me.
A
second and more persistent knock was accompanied with a, “Sir?”
“Now
what?” Rial hissed. He leaned closer to me. “We’ll continue right after I
deal with whatever it is that so urgently