Page 55 of Happily Ever Laughter

Time slows down as I take the ring from the box and slip it onto her finger. Her hand in mine. A circle of metal and ancient stone. The feeling of possession as I realize that she is truly mine now.

“It’s beautiful,” she whispers softly, brushing a tear from her eye. Whether she’s over emotional, or crying from laughing too hard, I don’t even care.

Tanis leans in to kiss me softly, then pulls me back onto the bench so we can snuggle together. “I can’t wait to be your wife,” she grins, as we both stare down at the bright white stone on her hand.

“I can’t wait to be your husband.”

“A husband and wife team. Both at work and here at our new home.” She turns behind us to stare at the house. “This is wild. Seriously, I can barely take it all in.”

“Just one step at a time. We’ll come back here on Monday with the real estate agent and go through everything together to make sure it’s really what we want.”

“The space is great, but how are we going to fill it with furniture right away?”

It makes me sad that her default state always drops to worry and nervousness. Although I’ve noticed that it’s much gentler, and less frequent, with every passing month.

“Well, that’s up to you,” I say slowly, turning to face her again as I place my hands on her knees. “My father always said that he’d rather help pay for a house or something tangible rather than pitch in for an elaborate wedding that only lasts one day. So if you’re all right with a small ceremony and reception, he’ll probably buy every stick of furniture we need as a wedding gift.”

As her mouth falls slightly open, I lean in quickly to kiss her. Her hunger has its own special flavor, as lust floods both of us at once.

Tanis has been steadily becoming bolder in the bedroom. She used to hint at what she wanted, then ask. Then demand. Sometimes when she’s really keyed up, she’ll simply grab me until I figure it out in two seconds.

I love this side of her, and can feel the lust coursing through both of us. But this time I want to wait until she says something.

Slipping my hand up the back of her shirt, I caress her lower back, feeling the shift in her energy as a soft moan escapes her lips. “Felix?”

“Yes, fiancée?”

Her giggle is truly adorable. “Is there such a thing as consummating an engagement?”

Grabbing her hand, I lead her back into the kitchen. She giggles again as I lift her skirt and yank down her panties, then squeals as I lift her onto the marble island.

Standing between her legs, I kiss her softly at first, knowing that it will be less than a minute before she’s totally wet and ready for me.

But as her sweet little tongue moves against mine, I can’t even wait that long. Besides, I can never get enough of her smoky sweet flavor.

Lying her back against the marble, I grip her thighs to hold her steady, teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue.

Placing my hand on her abdomen, I pin her against the counter. “Don’t squirm, baby. If you fall off and break your neck, this big house would be super lonely without you.”

Her laugh rings out around the kitchen, as I bathe her swollen clit with my tongue, licking and sucking until I feel her fingers practically tearing my hair out.

Just as her soft little whine reaches my ears, I plunge two fingers inside her, feeling her snug tunnel pulsing hard as she climaxes fast and hard.

And although I’ve spent many evenings pleasuring her for hours before I even take my pants off, today I can’t wait. The way she squirms and moans causes every spare drop of my blood to race south.

Tanis sits up, tossing her hair that today smells like apples and honey, and has fresh blonde highlights in the front. She wiggles her hips to the very edge of the countertop while reaching out to unfasten my belt.

“Bold little thing, aren’t you?”

“For you? Yes.”

As she firmly strokes my length, we both look down to see the glittering diamond on her finger.

We’re both already breathing hard, as our mouths seek each other as if we’ve been apart for days instead of a few hours this morning.

Our hands roam everywhere, as I skim her nipples through her dress. Tanis clutches my back, pulling me against her as she pumps my dick with light strokes of her palm.

Every ounce of my love for her rises up, making my head swim. Kissing her desperately, she uses her thighs to yank me closer, dragging the head of my shaft through her crease until I’m soaked with her juices.

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