Page 45 of Drunk Girl

“Yes,” I gasp as he presses his cock against my clit. The sensation has me ready to detonate.

I watch as he holds his cock in one hand, the other holding his weight. He taps my clit one last time, then lines himself up with my entrance. One second later, he’s buried deep inside of me and I feel his tip hit my g-spot.

“God, yes!” I shout once he’s seated, stilling to allow my body to adjust to his size.

“You feel like heaven, baby,” he whispers against my ear as he starts to pull out before pushing back in. He starts his thrusts out slow and sensual, pulling out, then sliding back in slowly. Each time he pushes back in, he makes contact with my clit, adding just enough pressure to make my eyes roll back in my head.

“I’m not going to last long,” I warn as he starts to pick up his thrusts, finding a fast pace as he pounds me into an explosive orgasm. My back bows off the bed, my breaths ragged, short gasps, as I try and take in enough air while my body goes limp from my release.

Nick slows down, slipping from me as my body basks in the glory that is sex hormones. Oxytocin and endorphins are firing on all cylinders from the two orgasms I’ve had so far tonight. “What are you doing?” I ask, when I realize he’s sprawled on the bed, just staring me down.

“I’m waiting on you to ride my cock,” he says bluntly, his own hand shuttling up and down his shaft as he keeps himself aroused and hard. I take his cue and climb on top of him, straddling his hips. His cock slides easily through my folds, hitting my clit with each pass. “No more playing,” Nick promises, gripping his cock as he lines it up as I sink down on top of it. I ride him, quickly bringing us both close to the edge.

“Need you with me,” he grits out, bringing his thumb to my clit to help me crest over. He grips my hip, thrusting upwards as I come back down. That’s all it takes to set both of us off. He grunts as he explodes into the condom.

I collapse forward, resting my forehead against his shoulder. Nick runs his hands along my back as we both melt into the bed, enjoying the endorphins as they flood our body after our respective orgasms.

“Love you,” he whispers against my ear as I start to nod off.

“Love you.”

I feel him move me off of him, then feel the bed dip as he rolls off and heads into the bathroom. He returns a minute later, and slides back into bed next to me, wrapping me in his arms as he settles in with me.

I melt into him, already half-asleep, my thoughts on the future and how much has changed in my life since I met this amazing man I get to call mine. The one who picked my life up when it was on the ground. Saved me from myself when I was in a downward spiral. The one who showed me I just needed to learn to love myself before I could allow someone else to love me just as much. He’s shown me what a real man is like. How a real man can love the woman in his life more than life itself.

Epilogue

Nick

Four Years Later

“Are you ready?”I ask Ashley as she stands in front of the full-length mirror in our bathroom, attaching her graduation cap with some bobby pins.

“I will be in just a minute,” she says, smiling at me in the reflection.

“You look perfect, babe. And that cap isn’t going anywhere,” I tell her on a chuckle.

“Well, I don’t want it to slip while I’m walking.”

“You’re going to have it so well-secured to your head, you won’t be able to get it off your head when it’s time to toss it into the air with your class.”

“Then I guess I won’t toss it,” she says, sticking her tongue out at me. She slides in another pin, then turns to face me. “How do I look?”

“Like a bombshell,” I tell her honestly. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”

I pull her into my arms and wrap them around her, tugging her close as I bury my face into her neck, then breathe her in. Her perfume fills my lungs and with her body pressed so close to mine, my cock hardens in my slacks.

“No time for that. We’ve got to go, and you’renotmessing up my hair,” she chides, pulling back slightly from my hold on her.

“Later,” I tell her, nipping at her lips.

“Later,” she agrees, and the desire she has for me flashes in her eyes. It’s hard for me to believe we’ve been together for almost five years already.

We’ve supported each other through everything, from growing pains at the bar and brewery, to her hectic work and school schedule, and everything else that has come our way over the years. This woman is the best thing to ever happen to me, and I can’t wait to celebrate her accomplishment today.

Then, later tonight, I hope to be celebrating her agreeing to be with me for the rest of our lives. For her to agree to take my last name and hopefully one day give us kids. I’ve already got the ring hidden in the center console of my truck, where I’ll be able to easily grab it after dinner, when I’m ready to propose.

“All right, let’s get out of here. I’ve got seats to save for everyone,” I tell her as we exit the bathroom.

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