by KL Myers
I collapse on her back and kiss her neck. “I love you, Rylee, more than anything. Don’t ever doubt that.” When I slowly pull out of her, I see my release drop to the floor. It’s hot as fuck. I pull her away from the couch and cradle her in my arms then head toward our bedroom, kissing her all the way up the stairs. When I get to our room, I place her on the bed, walk to bathroom, grab a wash cloth, and run some warm water over it to clean her up. I’m stripping out of my clothes as quickly as possible, because I’m not done with her yet.
“Baby, I’ve never seen you look more beautiful or sexier.” I slowly make my way up the bed and place myself between her legs. I begin to massage her right breast, tweaking her nipple and licking the tip with my tongue. I can hear her soft moans of pleasure, so I move to the left and do the same. “More,” I hear her whisper. “I want more.” So I grind myself into her mound, teasing her pussy with my cock. I take one of her hands in mine and place it above her head, holding it there, then I kiss my way from her breast to her neck and then her lips. Her heart is racing so hard I can feel it against my chest. With my other arm, I reach beneath her and flip us without breaking our kiss so that she is on top of me. Lowering my hands to her waist, I grab two handfuls of her ass and pull her harder onto cock, so I can stroke her clit with it.
I can hear her moaning louder this time, then she breaks our kiss. “I am so wet for you right now, Brae.” She crawls down my body until her lips and tongue are working my cock. I feel her hand brush against my leg and then reach between to grab my sack and softly cup my balls. Her other hand slowly slides up my shaft as her tongue swirls around the head. I groan at the most intense feeling sparked in my balls. Her tongue runs down my length, and then I feel her suck my sack into her mouth, while her hand is still caressing my cock. “Rylee, if you don’t want this to end right now, you better stop what you’re doing.” Her mouth leaves my balls, and her tongue slides up the backside of my cock until it reaches the head. Her eyes lock on mine as she kisses the tip and then swirls her tongue around like she is eating an ice cream cone. I can’t take it anymore. I reach down and grab her by the waist, then lift her onto my cock and pull her down firmly. A cry of pleasure escapes her lips as she begins to ride me, rubbing her clit hard against me. I can feel her muscles clench around my cock every time she rises up on her knees, then loosen when she drops back down on me. It’s driving me crazy, and I’m about to explode. Grabbing her hip with one hand, I start to pump up into her faster, while the thumb on my other hand circles her clit. “Brae, oh god, Brae, I’m gonna come.” I feel the contractions around my cock before the screams leave her mouth. It feels so amazing, I know I am right behind her. I push harder and deeper several more times before every bit of myself is spilling into her pussy. It feels amazing and satisfying. Rylee falls limp against my chest as I cradle her close to me, her head resting against my neck. I turn and place a kiss on her forehead. “Now, that was fucking amazing,” I tell her as I reach to pull the comforter over us. We lie like that until we both fall asleep in each other’s arms.
When we wake up a couple of hours later, smelling of sex and sweat, I head to the bathroom and proceed to fill the tub with hot water and her favorite bath salts. Once the water is right where I want it temperature-wise, I carry Rylee from the bed to the bath and step in with her, resting her between my legs with her back to my front and my arms wrapped around her. “You’re amazing, you know that, right?” I tell her.
“Yup,” is all she responds.
“Is that all you have to say for yourself?” I quip.
She turns her head and kisses my chin. “Wait till you see how amazing I am when we break out the toys.” I raise my eyebrows in curiosity. “Toys? What toys are you talking about?”
A small laugh escapes her throat. “The toys I bought yesterday when I went shopping with Bailey.” I can see the hesitation in her eyes, telling me she is thinking through what she is going to say. “I bought a couple of items I thought might be fun to try out. I found these interesting straps that go between the mattress and the box spring that have Velcro restraints for my wrists and ankles. I think it might be kind of fun to be at your mercy. For you to do with me as you please.”
My tongue darts across my bottom lip as I think to myself that this could have some real possibilities I think I might like. “What else did you buy?” I ask.
“Um, well, I bought this thing called a clit pump. It’s supposed to—” I stop her right there. “I know what it’s supposed to do, and I think I’m going to have fun with that one.”
There is some hesitation in her eyes as she drops her gaze to the water. “Rylee, look at me. I didn’t mean anything bad by that.” She sighs before she speaks. “I know. I’m just kind of embarrassed to tell you what else I got.” My mind is going a mile a minute trying to think what could be embarrassing to her. “Spill it,” I demand.
“Well, you know how I feel about anal, and well, I think I’m willing to give it a try, so I bought some lube and a plug. I’m not sure that I want just to jump right out of the tub and have a go at it, but maybe we can work our way up to it. I’m still afraid it will hurt badly.” I kiss her nose. “If and when the time comes when you want to try, baby, I promise I’ll do my best not to hurt you. And I promise you will enjoy it more than you think you will. You have to let go of those preconceived ideas and relax and trust in me.”
We lie there in the water until it cools down and our fingers are wrinkly. When we get out of the tub, I wrap a towel around her and myself and then make my way to the bedroom to get dressed. There is a new Jason Bourne movie out that I would like to see, and afternoons are the best time since everyone is either at work or in school. “Babe, you want to go to the movies today?” I ask. “Only if I get to pick the movie and the popcorn toppings.” “That is not going to happen,” I tell her, because last time we saw some chick flick called Me Before You that had her in tears. “I will compromise though. I’ll pick the movie, and you choose the toppings for the popcorn. Fair enough?” I ask. “Deal,” she says. “But only if we try the new theater that has the reclining seats, pillows, blankets, and food.” Personally, I think twenty-five bucks for a movie is crazy when that doesn’t even include lunch, but the idea of having a couple of cold ones while being comfortable in the theater has me agreeing to go to the iPic and test it out.
Braedyn
I’VE BEEN BACK TO work now for three months, and my life couldn’t be any better. Rylee and I are happier than we have ever been. I never thought I would find myself even contemplating marriage again, but it has been on my mind quite a bit since I dreamt about Brooklynn visiting me in my room at the station. I chose to believe it was all a dream in the end, and I haven’t mentioned it to Rylee, because I don’t want her to think I’m crazy.
Rylee and I have talked quite a bit since we’ve gotten together, so I know she is waiting for the other shoe to drop sometimes. She never thought she could be so happy in a relationship. I keep telling her it was because she was looking for love in all the wrong places and that it just wasn’t meant to be until now. Love finds you when you are least expecting it. She tells me all the time that one day, I’m going to get tired of her and find someone fresh and exciting, and I have to continually remind her that I love her and she is it for me.
Rylee is my soul mate; we were meant to be. I know it now, to the bottom of my heart and within the depths of my soul. The thought of living without her tied to me is unthinkable.
It’s taken a lot of planning, but I’ve decided that tonight needs to be the night I ask my girl to be my wife. I want to tie her to me permanently. Rylee Ellington. It has a great ring to it. I know it’s caveman of me, but I want her to have my name, not a hyphenated name, like Rylee Bennett-Ellington. Nope, it doesn’t sound right to me, and frankly, from everything I’ve learned about her parents, I don’t think she’ll want to keep her last name.
I’ve arranged for us to have dinner at Mastro’s. I know it’s one of her favorite places
but so out of my price range that we have only gone there twice for extremely special occasions. She thinks we are meeting Scott and his wife there to celebrate them having a baby, but I’ve got a surprise for her. I spent the last week at the jewelers trying to find the most amazing ring ever. My mom said I should consider spending at least two months’ salary on her ring, but that isn’t good enough for her. I wanted something that was made specifically for her, something that embodied all that she is. It had to be as precious to her as she is to me.
When I met with the designer, he asked why I wanted to marry Rylee. I told him she is the light that guides me through life, her tenderness is the comfort that settles my soul, and without her, I wouldn’t be half the man I am today. With that, he went to work designing the most magnificent cushion-cut diamond set in platinum and a band made of thirty-six round brilliant cut diamonds. When I saw the finished product, I knew it was perfect just like her.
It’s funny. The first time around, I didn’t know shit about picking rings, wedding dresses, and party planning. Honestly, I didn’t care. I just wanted to marry my high school sweetheart. This time around, I want to do it right. Rylee plans weddings for a living, so I know whatever she has in mind is something she has been planning her whole life. She’s only getting married once as far as I’m concerned, so it better be done right.
When we arrive at the restaurant and are seated, I tell her that it’s just the two of us. She looks a little shocked, but in true Rylee fashion, she just rolls with the flow. I take the liberty to order for both of us, and we enjoy our meal. Before dessert is served, Rylee decides it’s time she finds out what is going on. “Braedyn, why are we here? We only come here if we are celebrating, so please tell me what it is we are celebrating, so I can enjoy whatever it is that is making you so happy.” At that moment it hits me. She is precious to me, the most precious gift I have ever received. It’s the perfect term of endearment for her. No more pudding, jelly bean, sweetness, or baby. Her name from this day forward is ‘precious’.
“Precious, I thought tonight was the right time for us to celebrate everything we’ve gone through together. We met by divine intervention, and you’ve always said that I saved your life, but the truth is, you’ve saved mine. I never wanted to settle down a second time, let alone be committed to one person, but that day on the road when I held you in my arms, I knew there was something so special about you that even though I said I would walk away, I just couldn’t do it.” A smile brightens her face. “Man, you’ve got it bad for me, don’t you?” she teases. I just laugh and shake my head. “You don’t even know how bad I have it for you, but by the end of tonight, you will.” I get out of my chair to walk around to her side of the table and drop down to one knee. The smile that crosses her face is incredible. She knows what’s coming. I didn’t even get the words out of my mouth yet, and she’s swinging her legs around to face me and placing her hands on my face. “Yes, Brae, I’ll marry you.” The words come out of her mouth without hesitation. I laugh at her and reach down to tie my shoelace that has come loose. “Um, precious, I was just coming over to give you a kiss and tell you I’ve officially decided I found the right name for you. I’m going to start calling you precious from now on.” I can’t help but fuck with her right now. She’s got some nerve, not letting me get through my proposal after I’ve worked on it all day long. She deserves it. Her face immediately goes pale. “What? Oh my god. I’m so embarrassed. You must think I’m crazy. I thought you were going to ask me to marry you. I can’t believe I just made a fool of myself.” I can see the tears start to well up in her eyes and I can’t do this to her any longer. I reach into my pocket and pull out the ring, grab her hand, and slip it on her finger. “Sorry, precious, I couldn’t help myself. Yes, I was going to ask you to marry me, but when you beat me to the punch, my male pride got all hurt, so I thought I’d mess with you. Rylee, please forgive me and marry me. This isn’t quite the speech I had in mind, but now my game is all thrown off.” She punches me in the shoulder and then jumps into my arms, telling me, yes, she’ll marry me. Then her eyes drop down to the ring I’ve placed on her finger and her breath catches. “It’s the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen, Brae. It's breathtaking.” Tears are forming in her eyes when she speaks, “Braedyn, can you not call me precious, please. When I hear you say that word, my mind immediately envisions Gollum from Lord of the Rings, and if that’s how you see me, I need a serious makeover.” It’s just like Rylee to make me laugh during a serious moment. “Yes, babe, if that’s how you feel, we can toss that name out the window, and I’ll keep searching for the right one.”
The restaurant breaks out in applause as I stand up. The couple at the table next to us is laughing at us, but there are tears in the woman’s eyes, which I’m sure is because she thinks we are the perfect couple. And you know what? She is so fucking right!
Rylee
WHEN BRAE AND I get home, I’m still walking on cloud nine. I can’t believe this is finally happening to me, that I’ve found the one true love of my life.
When I get upstairs, I strip out of my dress and turn on the water in the shower. Brae is right behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my neck right below my ear. “I love you so much, babe. Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world today.” I spin around in his arms and wrap mine behind his neck then place my lips on his, where they stay planted for the next few moments. When we are done with our shower, Braedyn carries me over to the bed and lays me on my back. He kisses me for a moment and then places himself between my legs, so I can feel his erection against my body. “Brae, I think tonight I’d like to try out that lube I bought months ago.” I see the surprise in his eyes. “Really? You want to go there?” I know he is asking because the last few times I suggested it, I changed my mind at the last minute. He doesn’t want to get his hopes up again. “Yep,” is all I have to say before he jumps off the bed and grabs the lube from the drawer.
When he climbs back onto the bed, I feel him slide down my body until his mouth is on my pussy and his tongue is sliding down my slit and plunging in and out of me. I feel his finger rub the lube over my back door. My moans are soft and sensual. I know it’s making him crazy to be inside me. I see him reach for the lube again, this time coating two of his fingers. The first slides gently inside me, giving me a full feeling. I grasp the sheets with both hands when he slides a second finger in and starts working them in and out. Once I start to relax and let the notion go that it is worse than it really is, I start to enjoy the feeling. He sucks at my clit while he pumps two fingers in and out of me. I am so turned on he has me screaming with my first orgasm of the night.
“My turn,” he whispered in my ear after placing a chaste kiss on my lips. “But this time, it’s going to be slow, and I’m going to make love to you until you can’t breathe and I’m filling you with every last drop I have in me.” My breath hitches with his promise. I am already excited and want more. True to his words, he loves me like he has never loved me before. His cock slides in and out of me my pussy slowly. With each thrust in, the head of his cock hits the one spot that brings me such sheer pleasure. I didn’t think it was possible for him to show me any more love than he had already, but every time he pushes in, he whispers in my ear how much he loves me, while with every withdrawal of his cock, he kisses my lips. This rhythm goes on for what seems like hours until when he finally withdraws fully and lowers his cock to my ass. Slowly and gently, he pushes until the head of his cock makes it past my tight ring. He stays there for a moment, letting me get used to his size. Tears fill my eyes. “Relax, sweetheart, just relax a moment and feel me.” My mind drifts when he kisses me, and I feel the pain ease and the burn subside. He slowly moves inside me, withdrawing almost completely and then pushing all the way back in until my ass is firmly against him, taking all of him in. “Rylee, I won’t last long like this.” I know how he feels. My heart is beating quickly, but I’m not quite there yet, so I reach down between us and start fin
gering myself with one hand while squeezing my tit with the other. It doesn’t take long for me to push myself over the edge and scream his name as I do. “Oh god, Rylee, I’m coming!” he shouts right before he releases himself into me.
“Fuck, you are amazing. That was incredible.” His lips brush against mine. “Are you OK baby? Please tell me I didn’t hurt you.” I can see the concern in his eyes. “I’m fine, Brae, it felt so much better than I thought it would once I relaxed.” He kisses me gently and slowly removes himself from me. Then he gets up and makes his way to the bathroom. He returns with a warm washcloth and gently wipes me clean before he tosses the cloth in the hamper. Curling up beside me and pulling me into his arms, he holds me close until we both fall asleep.
When I wake in the morning, the bed is empty beside me. I start to move and feel the soreness from last night’s lovemaking. Then I smell the coffee and bacon and know exactly where Braedyn went. I take my time in the shower, letting the warm water roll over my aching body. When I finish, I get dressed in yoga pants and one of Brae’s t-shirts and head downstairs. Sitting at the table is not only Brae but my brother, Jaxson. I didn’t even hear the doorbell. “Jaxson! Oh my god, what are you doing here?” When he stands up from the table, I run into his arms. I haven’t seen my brother in a year. We talk all the time, but I didn’t physically see him. His arms are wrapped around me and he squeezes me tight. “I’m passing through, shrimp—his nickname for me—and thought I would drop in to see my little sis.” I pull back out of his arms and go to sit in Brae’s lap. “I’m so glad you did, but you should have called ahead to let us know. We could have planned something for the day. I have missed you, Jax.” Braedyn hands me his cup of coffee so I can get my morning fix in. We are so much alike; neither of us functions worth a shit until we have our first cup.