“Oh my god!”
With one lastswipe of his tongue through my folds, he shifted so he was kneeling between mylegs, careful of his knee, and then his cock was sliding into me, and I criedout with ecstasy.
“Jesus,” hehissed, burying himself to the hilt, then he moved.
Faster andfaster, harder and harder, until I could no longer hold back my climax,screaming his name as an orgasm hit hard and fast.
I arched intohim as he continued to rock into me, my walls contracting around him as hisdick pulsed inside of me, and then he rolled us, so we were facing each other,kissing me gently.
“That went waytoo quick,” I said. “Sorry.”
“Don’tapologize, we’ve got all night.” He kissed me again. “I love you.”
I smiled,stroking his cheek. “I love you, too.”
“Marry me, Daisy.”
I chuckled.
“I’m serious. Iwant to make this permanent.”
I met his eyes.“Yes.”
“Yes?”
“Yes,” Iconfirmed.
He kissed meagain, slipping out of me and pulling me close.
“You’re in thewet spot,” I pointed out.
“Don’t give ashit. My girl just agreed to marry me. I’m on top of the world.”
“And the wetspot.”
“Exactly how Ialways imagined this moment,” he breathed out, dramatically. “Romance up theass.”
I laughed. “Youshould write for the greeting card industry.”
“If the hockeything goes tits up, I’ll consider it.” He grinned, kissing me again. “Showerwith me?”
“Hell, yes, thenI’m going to eat ice cream off your dick.”
He shivered.“Uh, no, you’re not.”
“Your chest?”
“That I’llallow.”
I smiled andfollowed him into the bathroom.
* * *
The nextafternoon, Huck surprised me with a trip into Vancouver. I wasn’t entirely surewhat he had in mind until we pulled off the freeway for the City Center exitand he got turned around.
“Shit. Your dadsaid it was right here.”
“What?”
