by M. K. Moore
"Take them off, Nina," I growl. Instantly, she does as I ask, which causes me to grin. Placing her hands on her hips, she spins for me. Her ass is a work of art. One I'll surely worship again and again.
"You're wearing too many clothes, Karl. Let me help you," she says stalking toward me. She goes for my tie first. She runs it through her fingers seductively. "The first day I met you, your tie was undone. Your hair was a mess. You have no idea how hard I wished it was me you were fucking in your office. I wanted to be that girl." She unties my tie and tosses it.
"There was no girl, Nina. I told you, you are the first and last. The only." I kiss her again.
"I know that now, Mr. Thorne, but I didn't that day. I hated the thought of you with someone else. Hated it." She unbuttons my shirt and pulls my jacket and the shirt off at the same time, her long fingertips grazing my arms as she does. My cock is so hard I can feel it leaking in my boxers. I am never going to be able to make this last. Fuck, do I want it to.
"I remember the day as well. We had just lost a major trucking partner. I was stressed out. Then I walked out of my office and there you were. Sitting there like a gift from God." She fumbles with my belt but finally manages to get it open as well as the button on my pants. I take over, shoving my pants, boxers, socks, and shoes off my body.
"I'm sorry you were stressed," she says smiling at me softly. Her kind eyes shine for me.
"Ancient history. I get the feeling I'll never be stressed again." She grins at me.
“Or you’ll be stressed, and I’ll be the relief you need.”
“You are already a relief to me,” I tell her.
Kissing her again, I walk her backwards to the bed. She falls on it, giggling. Looking down at her, I stroke my cock. Her eyes widen and she licks her lips. She parts her thighs for me and the pinkness of her pussy grips me like a drug. Addiction isn't something I've been afflicted with before, but now I understand how it happens.
"Jesus," I breathe. I can't stop looking at her.
"Are you just going to stand there staring at me or are you going to make me yours?"
"You were mine that first fucking day, Nina. Tell me you know that. Tell me you know that once I slide inside you, I'll never let you go. You'll be my wife and the mother of my children. Tell me you understand that," I demand. I am out of my mind with lust and more so loving this girl, that I am being brash.
"I understand, Karl. But you still have to ask me."
"I just did," I say climbing on the bed between her thighs. Her hands grip my lower back as I sink into her. Her cherry is no match for my lust. She's so tight, I almost black out.
"So doesn't count," she moans. I grin at her.
"Loving you is the easy part. Plucking your cherry was an honor. Being your husband will be one too. Breeding you is my new prime directive."
That just might be the world’s worst proposal, but it got the job done.
Chapter Four
Nina
I'm overwhelmed by how good this feels. How he feels inside of me. How much better I feel now that we are connected on a Biblical level. I wanted him so much that what I thought was supposed to hurt, didn’t. At all. Plus, his demand of marriage came complete with a sexy Star Trek reference. I wouldn't say no to that even if I wanted to, which I definitely do not want to do. I was made for him.
He slams in and out of me, and if I didn't know better, I'd say he was in my belly, that’s how deep he is, how connected we are. I finally understand the meaning of becoming one. I can’t tell where he ends, and I begin. Even our hips touch. Ah fuck, everything is touching.
My juicy pussy contracts around his cock. I can hear the squelching sound it makes with every hard thrust and it turns me on even more. I can’t keep still, meeting his every move. He reaches between us and pinches my clit.
“Oh, my God, Karl. Please. Please. Please,” I beg. I don’t know what exactly I am begging for, but I need whatever it is.
“Nina, I am going to breed this pussy. If you don’t want that tell me now,” he grunts, his hips still pistoning. Shit, that sounds amazing.
“That’s it, that’s what I need,” I cry out chasing my orgasm, but suddenly all I can see is being the mother of his children. “Karl, please,” I continue to beg for his seed. My orgasm comes out of nowhere, giving me a moment where I forget to breathe. I gasp as the sensation of falling hits me and jars my shocked body into responding. I feel his cock swell impossibly bigger as he explodes inside of me. Dropping down to his elbows, he kisses me deeply. My pussy clenches with him still buried inside of me. I feel him harden again.
"Nina," he groans as he makes several hard, shallow thrusts. I can't get enough of this feeling. He rolls us over so that I am on top of him. I am not a thousand percent sure what I am doing, but instinct runs deep and primal. I use my knees to propel me up and down on his thick cock. His hands are gripped tightly around the globes of my ass and I love it. I lean forward and then his hot, wet mouth closes over my nipple. He bites down a little at the same time he pinches my clit. When did he move his hand? There's so much going on all at once, I can't keep up. My following orgasm is intensified so much so that I throw my head back and scream while still riding his dick like a rodeo queen about to earn her first gold buckle.
I feel his come flooding my womb as I continue to bounce on him. I want it all in there, breeding me as he said.
“Fuck, Nina. Your tight cunt feels amazing wrapped around my cock.”
“Does it?” I ask, stopping my motion.
“Fuck yes, it does.” I giggle as I climb off of him. I lie beside him and run my fingers through his light chest hair. He’s gorgeous and he’s all mine. I can’t put into words just how I feel about him. Yesterday I wouldn’t have thought this was possible, but now I know that I am not leaving his side. Not now. Not ever. He goes into the bathroom and comes back with a warm washcloth. He’s cleaned himself off and now he’s gently wiping my pussy and thighs. He tosses the now cool cloth into the laundry hamper across the room and climbs back into bed, pulling the covers over us.
After a short nap, I wake up to find him between my thighs, licking my pussy. I am so exhausted, I don’t even remember falling asleep, but it’s still daylight out.
“Mmm, what are you doing?” I ask sleepily.
“Waking you up. I was hungry,” he says looking up from my pussy, before licking my clit.
“I doubt you’ll find the sustenance you need down there,” I reply cheekily.
“You would be mistaken about that, baby. Very much mistaken.” He gets back down to business and soon I am crying out his name yet again. The man is full of magic. I swear it’s magic, it has to be.
I flip the script and with him on his back, I take his hard cock into my mouth. First, I gently suck the tip and them pull his whole length into my mouth. I can feel every ridge and vein and give him all my attention. He pulls me off of him before he has a chance to come.
“I wasn’t done,” I pout.
“I am not wasting any of my seed until you are good and knocked up, Nina. I thought I made that clear,” he says kissing me and putting me on my back. I grin and nod.
Then he’s inside me again. I wrap my legs around his waist in an attempt to get even closer to him. My heels dig into his ass on each thrust.
“I love you,” I gasp out as my orgasm rockets through my core.
“I love you too, Nina. Keep coming for me,” he demands, and I do so.
Afterward, I am rooting around in his fridge, coming up with nothing wearing nothing but his shirt from earlier.
“You have nothing to eat in this house,” I tell him, hands on my hips.
“Yeah, I don’t do much grocery shopping. I mostly eat takeout in my office.”
“That’s unacceptable,” I tell him leaving the room.
“Where are you going?” he asks, stopping me.
“I am going to the grocery store. I am perfectly capable of feeding my man a delicious homemade meal.”
“You cook?”
“Of course. My granny taught me everything I know.”
“Did she now?”
“She did.”
“Maybe I should give her a raise,” he says chuckling.
“Maybe you should,” I say. My granny has put damn near forty years for Thorne Industries. I am not saying she wasn’t well compensated, but everyone loves a raise. He follows me and watches me while I get dressed quickly and grab my purse. “Are you coming?” I ask, waiting by the bedroom door.
“Yes, of course,” he says throwing on some sweats and a tee shirt.
He takes my hand and leads me to out to the car. It all feels perfect.
Chapter Five
Karl
The following morning, everything moves at the speed of light. I have my great-grandmother’s ring on her finger before she even wakes up. When she does, she looks at her hand and then back to me.
“Don’t you have something to ask me?” she says.
“No. I believe I said all that needed to be said last night. Why? Did I not notify you well enough?”
“It’s not that. Actually asking the question might be nice,” she says.
“Asking implies you have the option to say no, which I won’t allow so it’s moot.”
“Who said I would say no?”
“Exactly, so what’s the point?”
“You are impossible, you know, that right?”
“I do. You knew what I was like before last night too.”
“You’re right. I am not sure why I am surprised you did it that way. It’s just that it’s the only proposal I am ever going to have. How can I talk about breeding when people ask about how you asked me?”
“You could leave that part out,” I say kissing her neck. Her breath hitches a bit, but she carries on normally.
“Fine. Fine. I’ll just tell the world about my cherry instead.” I pause my kisses.
“On second thought, your cherry is just for me. Nina Louise Firth will you marry me?” I say acquiescing to her request.
“There that wasn’t so hard was it, sugar?” she asks kissing me. Damn her voice is like velvet caressing my skin.
“No, baby, it wasn’t,” I tell her before sliding my cock home. From my position on top of her, it’s easy to do. Waiting patiently for her was hard to do, but now that we are here, I never want to stop fucking her. I hear this kind of lust wears off the longer you are with someone, but with us I highly doubt it. I’ll have her moved into my place by lunchtime. We drive over to her grandparents’ house. I chat with her grandfather, Gerald, while she and Tracy pack her clothes.
She said she just had a few mementos, but the thirteen suitcases and five giant boxes later, I go ahead hire a mover, since this stuff will never fit in my two-door car.
While Nina is talking with her grandfather, Tracy corners me in the kitchen.
“What the fuck are you thinking, Karl?” she whispers in that voice. You know the one your mom whispers to you in when you are acting up at church.
“Tracy, please. I love her,” I say hoping to reassure her.
“You don’t even know her.”
“I do know her. I have known her for over a year now.”
“Are you telling me this has been going on that long?”
“Of course not,” I say appalled that she would even think that.
“Good thing, Karl because that would be a crime.”
“Not in the state of New York, but I swear to you that I waited until she turned eighteen before I made a move.”
“God, that’s somehow worse,” she says rolling her eyes.
“Tracy, for God’s sake. You’ve known me since I was born. Do you really think I’d do something as crass as that?”
“Well, no. But I didn’t expect this either,” she says.
“I am not sorry I fell in love with her, but I suppose I could have handled it better. But it’s too late. She’s moving in with me and she’s agreed to marry me,” I tell her.
“I know, she told me. Why the rush?”
“I gotta tell you it doesn’t seemed rushed on this end.”
“You better be good to her, Karl Shaw Thorne or I’ll kick your ass and I don’t give a flying fuck if you are my boss,” she says patting me on the cheek a bit harder than necessary.
“I’d sooner die, Tracy. Be assured of that.”
“I don’t think it will come to that,” she says laughing.
Finally, we take our leave. I take her out for a long lunch. There we discuss what kind of wedding she’d like.
“I really want a big one, with a white dress, a church, the whole nine yards,” she says practically gushing.
“Really?” I ask because that sounds nothing like her.
“No. Not at all. I just want to be your wife. I understand if we need to do it for business reasons, but honestly the courthouse is fine with me,” she says.
“Fuck business reasons. At the end of the day as long as I am your husband, I don’t care if there is anyone else there or not.”
“So, what should we do?”
“Ohio is the closest state without a waiting period, we could go there Monday.”
“You want to get married on Monday in Ohio?”
“Or wait until Wednesday here,”
“I think Wednesday would be fine. I want my grandparents there for sure. I don’t know if my parents would be able to get back here in time. What about your parents?”
“I am sure they’d come. Florida isn’t as far as Egypt.”
“What if they don’t like me?”
“I already know my mother likes you,” I tell her.
“You told your mom about me?”
“Yeah. Of course, I say shrugging. I also told my best friends, but Henry has had his hands full. He’s met his forever about three months ago and according to the text I got from Kobe this morning, he met his one three days ago.”
“Wow. That’s amazing. You guys all finding your loves so close together.”
“That’s not exactly true for us, baby. It’s been 377 days since I first laid on you. I found my heart that day.
“Aren’t you just the sweetest?”
“I try.”
“Ok so we’re getting married in five whole days. What could go wrong?” she says giggling.
“Even if everything goes wrong as long as we get married it won’t matter,” I tell her.
“Well, that’s one way of looking at it.”
“It’s the only way to look at it.”
“I am so happy right now,” she says laughing.
“As am I,” I say standing and helping her to her feet. I kiss her and we leave the restaurant.
“Come. Let’s go home. Your things should be arriving soon,” I tell her.
“Home,” she says grinning.
In five short days, she’ll finally be my wife. I feel like I have waited forever for this, but as I’ve said before and I am sure I will say again, she was worth the wait.
Nina
Five days? What the fuck was I thinking agreeing to that? I have been running around like a headless chicken. My grandmother and future mother in law, Jessica, have been helping but even with the event planners doing most of the work, I am still feeling overwhelmed. Jessica has been so nice and accommodating. Karl Senior, on the other hand, hasn’t warmed up to me yet. My dress was the first thing I got. It’s ecru, my absolute favorite color, and it has long sleeves, but it’s knee length. It’s so freaking cute, and I’ll definitely be able to wear it again. The first thing I noticed in the house was that he had the walls painted ecru for me. I mean, who does that? I know it’s just white, but I can tell the difference and I think that it’s sweet that he did that for me.
But the day is finally here, and all the nerves and anxiousness suddenly slip away when I see Karl standing at the end of the makeshift aisle. His parents’ house, which is freaking huge, is where we decided to have this outdoor wedding in November... in Upstate New York… I am freezing, but a l
ittle frost bite won’t hurt right? My parents were able to make her. They arrived last night, and my dad is walking me down the aisle to my future. When I get to him, he kisses me like no one else is in the room. I feel like my face is on fire, but twenty minutes and some very unconventional vows later, I am his wife.
After the reception, we leave for our three-week honeymoon in Greece. I’m so freaking excited, but that doesn’t stop me from falling asleep on the plane within minutes of takeoff. The cool first-class pods are spacious and futuristic. I feel like everything has been go, go, go since the minute I turned eighteen. In Greece, we get to hit the reset button and slow it down. After three weeks of crazy sex, beaches and amazing food, I almost don’t want to go home, but I know we have to. I have to figure out what I want to do now, and Karl needs to get back to work.
No matter what I decide, I am so ready for the future and whatever it’s going to bring us.
Epilogue
Karl
Nine Months Later
My wife is miserable, and I wish there was something I could do about it. We tried almost all of the ideas her doctor suggested when we went to appointment earlier today. She was forty weeks pregnant yesterday. Dr. Spencer feels comfortable with going a week past the due date with this being Nina’s first pregnancy. Nina, however, is not.
“Karl?” she calls from the bathroom.
“Yes, baby?” I ask, walking into our bedroom. She’s staring at herself in the floor length mirror on the wall by the closet door.
“My shower didn’t work,” she says almost in tears.
“Please don’t cry. She’ll be here soon,” I tell her as she finds her way into my open arms. That was a bit of a mind fuck when I found out we were having a girl. I still have no idea how to protect a little girl from the world we live in, but I’ll die trying.