Her elongated neck begs for my tongue and kisses so I lick up the side of her throat and nip her earlobe, then suck it into my mouth. She cries out again. Her long hair tickles my hands as I lock her hips in place and follow her into oblivion. I grit my teeth and my shaft grows inside her; my cum pouring out of me and into her. The same as my love for her. Our mouths join and our tongues dance slowly as our heartbeats gradually return to normal.
Fuck! She owns me.
Pulling away, I press my forehead to hers. “I know this isn’t romantic and I should probably shut up and plan some way to ask you in a way you deserve. But I’m a selfish asshole and I wanna ask you now.” She shivers, so I pull her top down to cover her and draw her in close to me. “Will you marry me?” Her eyes widen and her mouth drops open, but her head automatically nods. “Is that a ‘yes’, Dimples?”
She smiles, gifting me her dimples as she nods more vigorously. “Yes. I’ll marry you, Max.”
We move forward at the same time, sealing our commitment with another kiss. My heart beats wildly against Molly’s and I tighten my arms around her body, holding her to me.
I’m never letting this woman go.
Tilting my head slightly, I deepen our connection and my cock, which is still semi hard inside her, grows. We both moan with the heat building between us again and move together in a slow, sensual dance under the moonlight, with the waves kissing the shore, and the salty breeze cooling our skin. This time, our joining is slow and measured. Our tongues match our hips, and we moan into each other as we surrender to our orgasm.
I bring my hands up to the side of Molly’s face. Her heated skin searing the palms of my hands. I brush her sweaty hair away from her face. “I’m going to get down on one knee and ask you properly. I promise.”
She giggles. “You don’t need to do that. This was perfect.” She leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to my lips. “Take me home?”
We peel apart and dress, cursing the sand. Holding hands, we run up the sand to our cars in the parking lot. After a lingering kiss, we make our way home.
I intend to make love to my fiancée all night long.