Page 43 of Shared Spaces

“I-I’m gonna c-cum,” I whimper as he brings me closer to release.

“You know what to do, princess.”

He’s right. I do know.

I have to beg for it.

“Please, c-can I cum n-now?” I can’t help but sound completely desperate. Even after all this time, being edged still feels the same.

“Good girl.” He deepens his thrusts, resulting in me thumping my head against the tree a few times; but what would sex with Jay be if I didn’t hurt myself at least once?

At the same exact time, we both give into the pleasure and Jay chuckles to himself when the walls of my pussy contract so hard it pushes him out of me.

“You never cease to amaze me,” he moans, right before we hear something crunch behind us.

I turn and glance over Jay’s shoulder to see Mila leaning up against a tree, her eyes fixated on us both with a wide grin stretched across her face.

How long has she been there?

“Oh, don’t mind me!” She hollers out to us, making Jay snicker as he pulls his pants up.

“Not funny, Jay.” I complain, giving Mila the middle finger before I fix my dress.

Mila takes off to her tent to get changed quickly and then returns to the fire with a strange look on her face. A very suspicious look in fact.

“What’s up with you?” I ask, looking from her to Jay, who also looks fairly suspicious.

“Jay—she’s just going to bug us until one of us tells her.” Mila states, fumbling with her rings like she always does when she knows something.

“Exactly. Someone fess up.” I laugh.

Jay stands to his feet and walks over to the tent, returning with something in his hand.

How does Mila know?

“Gwen, I have no idea how to even ask you this—” Jay starts to say before he stops abruptly.

“Oh my god! This is going to make me cry!” Mila squeals from across the fire.

“Shut up, Mila!” Jay sarcastically says.

Then, he does the one thing I never pictured any single person doing in front of me.

Kneeling on one knee, he opens the black box and takes out a princess cut diamond ring. I can’t see the color so well because of the dark sky, but from what I can see, it’s small and beautiful.

My entire body starts to tremble and I feel a single tear fall from my eye.

“Baby, please don’t cry.” He reaches up and wipes the tear away then returns his attention to the ring.

Somehow, when he slides it on, it fits perfectly. He would have never known what my ring size is, because I don’t wear rings.

How did he know?

“Will you be mine—forever?” He softly whispers, kissing the top of my hand.

“Fuck yes!” I exclaim, barely able to think straight at all.

“Ahhhhhh!” Mila hollers out, running around the fire to embrace us both in an annoyingly tight and awkward hug.

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