When her moans soften, and the pulsing from her cunt slows more, I pull out and flip her over.
“Up on your knees, babe.” I say roughly, gripping her hips and pulling her back until her face is in the pillow and her ass is in the air. “Yeah, just like that. Fuck, you look so hot like this. You’re practically dripping, you’re so wet.” I bend down and shove my face right in her pussy, licking every drop of wetness that I can get.
“You taste delicious,” I say, straightening my body, lining my cock up with her entrance and ramming into her again, “but I think I’ll die if I don’t get to come inside you right now.”
She groans again and pushes her ass back against me, forcing me to fuck her faster and harder. I reach down and grab her hair, twisting it around my hand, and pulling as I fuck her.
“You feel so fucking good, Ryder,” she says on a breath, her head pulled back by my fist in her hair. “Oh. don’t stop.” An orgasm rips through her body, forcing her to clench around my dick, and my own orgasm catches me by surprise, filling the condom with jet after jet of come.
“Oh fuuuck.” I groan as I come, pumping a few more times before stilling against her. She continues to clench her muscles around me, extending my orgasm more than I ever thought possible, milking every last drop of come from me. When it finally subsides, I slowly pull out and remove the condom, tying it off, and dropping it to the floor to deal with after. I lean over and kiss her shoulder, pulling her down and wrapping her in my arms.
God, I love this woman. I’m so fucked.
“Be right back, babe.” I roll out of bed and pull my boxers on. After disposing of the condom in the bathroom trash can, I go down to the kitchen and grab two bottles of water from the fridge. I run back up the stairs to Denise’s room, bottles in hand.
Denise has put my shirt back on and is laying on top of the blankets, her long legs left naked. Putting the bottled waters on the bedside table, I jump onto the bed beside Denise, making her bounce up into the air, earning me a giggle. Fuck, her laugh is sexy. I could listen to it all day. I wrap my arms around her, nuzzling into her neck, kissing her while I throw one leg over hers and squeeze her in a full body hug.
“I thought you might be thirsty,” I say, leaning back and grabbing a bottle of water without letting her go completely. I pass one bottle to her and take the other one for me. “I know I am.” One of my arms is stuck underneath her, but I refuse to let her go, making it pretty much impossible to open my water. Luckily, Denise notices and twists off the top for me.
I drink back three quarters of the water before putting the bottle on the nightstand. Denise has already put hers down and is looking at me, her face unreadable. Using my knuckle under her chin, I tilt her face up to me and press my lips to hers. My tongue reaches out to explore the seam of her lips before she opens to me, allowing me to kiss her more deeply. I pull back from her lips and place chaste kisses on both cheeks, on her eyelids, and lastly, on her forehead. I lean back, pulling her to me so she’s laying with her head on my chest. Even after what we just shared, I’m scared she’s pulling away. Something is preventing her from being all here with me, and I need to know what it is. I just don’t think now is the time to discuss it.
“That was amazing, Denise.” I finally say. “When can we do that again? I vote we skip the party and just stay here and do that all night. Deal?”
She laughs and smacks me lightly. “Yeah, right, that’d go over real well. We can’t just skip our friends’ surprise proposal and engagement party. Especially after all the trouble you went through.”
“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.” I push my boxers down and cup my balls. “What do you think, by the way? Nice and smooth right? I’d show you my waxed and bleached butthole but I have a feeling we’re not quite there yet.”
“Oh my god, Ryder.” she laughs, pushing off of me and sitting up. “We are definitely not at a butthole viewing level of comfort in our relationship.” She reaches down and caresses my balls, feeling their hairlessness, forcing a groan from my throat while the blood in my body starts moving to my dick, getting ready for another round. “These do feel pretty nice though.”
“Don’t get too used to it. I amneverdoing that again. Not only does the hot wax hurt like a son of a bitch, but ripping the wax off is whole other level of pain, and then, after all that, the chick slapped me every time she pulled a strip off. I’m all for a little rough stuff but having my balls slapped around like that… Yeah, no thanks.” It hurt like no pain I’ve ever felt before and for some reason I got a little hard while it was going on. I’m not going to tell Denise that part, though. That seems like a little TMI, even for me.
“What the hell, Ryder? Did you not ask what waxing was like before you agreed to it? What were you expecting?” She’s laughing hysterically again, tears coming to her eyes. If this is anything like she experienced earlier today, it’s no wonder she had to pull over.
She gets up and goes into the walk-in closet and I follow behind her, not bothering to pull up my boxers. While she starts flipping through skirt and dress options, I wrap my arms around her from behind and rest my chin on her shoulder. I press my hard cock against her ass. With boxers pulled down and her wearing only my t-shirt, it’s skin on skin and it feels amazing.
“You’re just going to get me all riled up and leave me hanging like this?” I tease.
She pushes back against me. “Yup,” she says, “I hear having blue balls builds character.”
“Hey.” I spin her around and wrap my arms around her again. “I’ll have you know I have plenty of character.” She reaches her arms up and puts them around my neck. I can’t see how my life can get much more perfect than it is at this minute. “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, Denise. My balls have been plenty blue. Plus, right now they’re blackandblue. You know, from all the slapping.”
She bursts out laughing at that, and I can’t help but smile. Fuck, I love this woman. I can’t imagine going back to the way things were between us after this. And that’s why I do what I do next.
That, and I’m an idiot.
“I love you, Denise. Marry me?”
“WHAT?!?!” She stares at me, eyes wide and unblinking.
Oh shit, I fucked up. Turns out waxing my entire body is only the second dumbest thing I’ve done today. Who would’ve thought?
