Her head tips back, and her pussy flexes around me as she moans.
“Ride me.” I give the order.
She eases up on her knees, excruciatingly slow, then sinks back down, the sensation making her eyelashes flutter. She grabs my wrists, eases up again then back down, her hips rolling, burying me inside her.
I groan. “You’re fucking torturing me.”
She moves one of my hands to her clit. “Make me come.”
I stroke her. She’s already half gone as she does that slow ride of pleasure on my hard shaft. Her pussy clenches on my dick then she’s coming all over my hand.
“Come,” she whispers to me. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
“That’s it.” I pull her off, shove her face down on the bed.
“You said I was driving.” She drags herself up to the headboard while I grab her thighs and spread her cheeks, giving her cunt one good lick.
“Did you forget I’m a lying asshole? Now I’m going to fuck your tight little cunt until you scream.”
Mandy hangs onto the headboard as I jackhammer inside of her, making her mine, making her feel every thick inch of me.
“Fuck me hard,” she begs, the words almost making me come right there. “I missed that big cock in my pussy.”
“You’re never leaving me again.”
“I’ll never leave you. I’ll always be a good girl, begging for your cock. I’m yours whenever you want.”
“Yeah,” I grunt. “You’re going to let me fuck you whenever I want, however I want.”
“Yes,” she whines. She’s close. “I’m yours.”
“Fuck, I love you, Mandy.” I nip her earlobe. “You feel that? I love you.”
She can’t respond because she’s coming with a low moan. I finish moments later, spilling into her.
After a few moments, I withdraw, toss the condom, then gather her into my arms.
She kisses my nose. “I love you so much.” She snuggles in my arms.
“You’re the best thing to ever happen to me. I promise I’ll always make you happy, keep you safe. You’re mine, you understand?”
“Always.”
I doze next to Mandy, tucked safe next to me. For the first time in what feels like forever, I’m finally able to relax and feel whole, and it’s all because of her.
She’s mine forever. Almost.
I ease out from under the covers, get dressed, and leave Mandy sleeping there.
I have an important meeting.
Mandy’s fatheris standing out in the yard, inspecting the dirt, when I drive up. He looks my way.
“Sir, I’d like a word with you, if I may.”
“All right then.” Patrick takes off his gloves and shakes my hand then leans on his rake expectantly.
Great, so I’m asking this in the middle of a dirt patch.I straighten my spine. “I’d like to ask you for your daughter’s hand in marriage.”
