Page 3 of Betting On Her

She’s quick to shake her head in frustration. “No, I don’t want you to make me cum and then that’s it. I want your cock inside me.”

The little whine at the end is enough to make me close my eyes in pain. “Jesus.” I shake my head. “You can’t talk like that.”

“Please.” Her mouth moves to my neck, and I feel the warm slide of her tongue against it.

“Not yet,” I tell her gently, but it sounds weak even to my own ears. I’m close to breaking, and she can sense it. We’ve been together for six months, and until now I’ve refused to go further than this.

“Why can’t we just fuck?”

I lift her off me so quickly she screams playfully before I pin her on the bed under me.

“Watch your mouth.” I glare at her, and the little brat reaches between my legs and cups my length.

“I’m sure you could think of better things to do with it.” She wiggles her eyebrows before I snag her wrist and pin it on the bed above her head.

“You know what I want, and it’s not just a fuck.” This time when I give her a stern look, she bites her bottom lip. “Say it, and you can have anything you want.”

When I push her dress up, the bottom half of her is exposed, and I use my fingers to spread her pussy lips. They’re slick with need, and I know the way her breath hitches isn’t because she’s shy. In fact, she loves this part. The first time I told her I was going to have an oral fixation when it came to her, she didn’t know what it meant. After licking her pussy all night, she finally understood. Now it’s hard for me to go a couple of hours without having a taste, and apparently it’s made my innocent girl into a horny, cock-demanding monster.

“Sawyer,” she moans when my fingers circle her clit, and I bend down to kiss her.

“Tell me,” I say against her lips before kissing her again. Deciding she might need a little encouragement, I bring her hand back to the front of my jeans and let her feel how big and hard I am for her. “Is this what you want?”

She nods as I unbutton the top and then open the zipper. Her eyes widen as I let her hand reach into my boxer briefs and pull out my cock. This is farther than we’ve ever gone before, and her touch makes cum leak from the tip. The creamy drops land on her bare pussy, and my dick throbs at the sight.

“Say it, kitten,” I tell her as she slides her hands up and down. “Give me what I want and I’ll put it right where you want it.” I push two fingers into her tight little cunt, and they come out soaking wet. “Look at how greedy you are for it.”

Her lips part as she tries to wrap her hand around my shaft, but it’s almost impossible. “Just this once?” she asks before guiding the tip to her entrance. I let her have the briefest brush against her opening before pulling back and shaking my head.

“Say it,” I order, and her eyes lock on mine.

“I’ll marry you.”

The words take a second to register, and when they do, my smile is victorious. With one quick move, I rip her dress the rest of the way off, and she squeals with something like shock and delight.

“Say it again,” I demand as I rip off my own shirt.

“I’ll marry you!” she practically yells at me, but she’s smiling too.

“Damn right you will.” Reaching for the bedside table, I pull out the box I’ve had for almost exactly six months. “What did I say to you the first time I proposed?”

“That you wanted me to wear your ring the first time we made love,” she says, repeating my exact words.

“It’s not just fucking to me,” I tell her as I take the ring out of the box and slide it on her finger. “You mean more to me than that, Chloe. You’re my everything. I love you.”

“I love you too, Sawyer,” she says as she looks at the diamond and then at me. “My mom is going to kill me.”

My laugh is deep as I kick off my jeans and finally get completely naked. As I start to climb on the bed, her eyes land on my cock, and she looks a little afraid.

“Don’t worry, we’ll get it in there,” I tell her, pushing her knees open and burying my face against her pussy.

I need the taste of her in my mouth before we go any further, and she’s already so worked up it only takes a few quick licks to make her cum. She rocks against my face, and when she starts to come down, her fingers loosen in my hair.

Before she has a chance to catch her breath, I move up her body and slide my cock between her soft folds. Her entrance is warm and wet, and she squeezes me just right as I sink inside.

“You’re mine, kitten,” I tell her between kisses and push in a little more. “I’m going to cum in you as much as I want.”

“Oh god,” she hisses, and I feel her nails dig into my back.

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