“Fuck me harder, baby!” I yelled in a throaty voice.
“Goddamn you feel so good!” Steele grunted in my ear. His hot breath on my earlobe sent shivers down my spine and I moaned loudly. “I love fucking your tight little ass!”
Steele held my hand on the shower wall, our rings twinkling in the morning light as his cock pounded my ass. Sweat was beading on my forehead and it mingled with the water, dripping hotly down my face. My body quivered and shook as I looked down at the huge diamond on my hand. Being married was one of the best feelings in the world, and I couldn’t believe I was his wife.
Steele had proposed to me after we dated for a couple of months. He said that he felt we were ready, and he knew he didn’t want to be with another woman.
I was so happy that Steele had finally taken the steps to trust in us. I was glad that he’d finally gotten over his fear of letting his past ruin his future.
Of course, that didn’t mean his tactics had gotten any better. He’d fired all female staff, even Alicia. I’d told him that it hadn’t been necessary to sack her, but Steele hadn’t listened. He’d told me firmly that he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Whenever I thought about the day he’d proposed, it felt like yesterday. Steele had decided to take me on a mystery trip. We had driven for what felt like hours, and I had dozed off during the middle of the ride. And when I’d woken up, Steele had parked the car right in front of his cabin.
I had immediately jumped out of the car and run towards the doors.
“Are you serious?” I squealed. I was beyond happy to be finally back in the cabin.
Steele didn’t say anything, he’d just smiled and picked me up, carrying me inside the cabin. When we were inside, I saw that nothing had changed. The cute little blue couches and tan carpet were still intact, and the kitchen looked desperate for me to cook.
I’d started to walk into the kitchen, but Steele grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close to him.
“I didn’t bring you here to cook, missy.”
“Oh, but you know that's impossible for me. I have to cook!”
“No. I want you to relax. I just want this weekend to be special.”
Steele pulled out a wine bottle and poured us both a glass. I took a long sip, savoring the sweet taste.
“Just a weekend? You sure you don’t mean month?” I teased. Steele snorted and took a sip of his wine, then placed it on the table.
He looked me intently in the eyes and moved closer.
“Rosy, I love you. I know you know that, but I don’t think you understand just how amazed I am that you’re in my life,” Steele began.
I blushed and squeezed Steele’s hands.
“I love you too, Steele.”
“I know baby girl. But you see, all these years I’ve been avoiding that one little part of partnership. I was so afraid of it, but when I’m standing here with you, I know now better than ever, that I need it in my life.”
My heart had started to race. What was he talking about?
“What do you mean Steele?”
Steele reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny black box. I exhaled sharply, unable to breathe. My hands started to shake.
“Rosy, I was positive that I’d never marry. I was positive that I’d never last in a relationship. But one hot summer day, I saw the world’s most beautiful girl and I knew she was the one.” Steele slowly opened the box, revealing a huge diamond ring.
I gasped and covered my mouth as tears streamed down my cheeks.
“Steele,” I whimpered.
Steele fell to the floor, on one knee, and took my trembling hands in his.
“Rosy Butler, would you do me the honor of becoming Rosy Steele? Will you be my wife?”
I burst out crying, unable to contain my emotions. I tried to breathe and calm down, but it was no use. All my life I had wanted to be special to someone. I’d always longed to be loved, to be held, to be kept safe.
And I’d finally found my dream man.
I fell into Steele’s arms and kissed him.
“Yes, I’d be honored to be your wife,” I blubbered. Steele grinned and slipped the diamond ring on my finger. I could barely believe it.
“I love you, baby,” Steele whispered with tears in his eyes. I laid my head on his chest as euphoria took over my entire body.
We spent the rest of the weekend in the cabin fucking and cooking. I almost didn’t want to leave, but I knew Steele had better things in store for us.
I never wanted a huge wedding, so Steele arranged for a couple of our closest friends to come. I invited Betty and some of my friends from school. They all had tears in their eyes as we said our vows.
After the wedding, we honeymooned in Fiji. It had been the vacation of a lifetime and I still felt honored that Steele had taken such care to make our honeymoon special.
We decided to reside in The Grand in a penthouse suite. The suite had been specially designed by Steele and I felt like a princess every time I walked into our beautiful home.
Steele sold off my apartment. He’d wanted to keep it for me, but I didn’t care. I wanted it gone: it was where I’d nursed my broken heart.
Even though the penthouse was huge and beautiful, my favorite room was still the bathroom.
I especially liked it when Steele fucked me in the shower.
That’s why lazy Saturday mornings were my favorite. I came rushing back to reality as Steele pounded my ass, harder and harder.
“Let me taste you, baby,” I panted.
Steele slipped his cock out and shoved me down to my knees. I grabbed his stiff rod and took it into my hungry mouth. I swallowed him deep, tasting every inch of his perfect skin.
I sucked his cock hard and good, anxious to take him as far in my mouth as possible. I sucked on his balls softly, looking him deep in his eyes.
Steele pulled my head back, taking his cock out of my mouth. “Good girl,” Steele grunted. He reached for my elbow and pulled me to my feet, turning me around and squeezing my ass.
“I wanna come in that sweet ass of yours!” Steele grunted. When I felt his cock sliding deep inside of me, I shuddered and moaned. My tits bounced up and down as Steele rammed me harder.
I could feel his cock throbbing and pulsing, releasing his warm load inside me.
After he came hard inside my ass, he bent down to lick my holes clean. His tongue glided in between my ass and wet cunt. I moaned and flushed hotly as my husband’s tongue lapped me clean, sucking my clit and fucking my pussy. It was so dirty, so wrong – and I loved every single second of it.
I grinned as his tongue swirled around my swollen clit, and teased my pussy. I wanted him to fuck my pussy long and hard, but I was starting to feel dizzy.
Steele grabbed me and kissed me from behind, kissing down my face and shoulders. I let my head fall back as he bestowed me with affection.
Steele turned me around and put his hands on my swollen stomach. His eyes were wide and concerned.
“I didn’t hurt her did I?”
I shook my head and smiled as I rubbed my belly.
“No, she’s sleeping.”
Steele smiled a smile of relief and kissed my forehead. “Good,” he said.
I was six months pregnant with a baby girl. I had been shocked when I found out I was pregnant because I never imagined I could be a mother at such a young age.
But I wouldn’t want it any other way. I loved feeling her little kicks. For the longest time I had wanted my own little family, and I finally had it.
I was still a little nervous about the whole mother idea, especially since I still was in college, but I knew I could do it with Steele’s help.
Although, a part of me just wanted to be a mother. I wanted to care for our little girl while living the luxurious life Steele had given me. I could raise her to be strong and intelligent and speak up for what she wanted.
Steele and I would make great parents because we knew what it felt like to have nothing. And now that we
had everything – our love – our little girl would be the most loved kid on earth.
I’d never had the chance to enjoy my moments with my real mother, so having a little girl was a huge thing for me. I could be the parent I never had.
My parents didn’t have much of a choice. But I did. I was happy and I was giving life to another little person. I knew I’d love her and cherish. I just wanted her to be happy.
Steele stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around me. He dried off my hair and pulled me close.
“Now, it’s back in bed for you. I’ll fix us breakfast.”
I pouted and rolled my eyes in annoyance.
“I’m perfectly fine! I want to cook!”
Steele smacked his teeth and picked me up. He gently set me on the bed and put the covers back over my naked body. I was still trembling from the powerful sex we’d shared.
“I don’t want anything to happen to our little Melodi,” he said softly. I nodded and laid back, resting my head on the pillows.
Steele was so protective of the baby that he never took his eyes off me. I felt so safe with him around because I knew we’d always be cared for and pampered.
“I’ll take chocolate waffles and sausage!” I yelled from the bedroom.
“Roger that!” Steele yelled back.
I waited for ten minutes before I smelled the delicious aroma of fresh waffles and sausage creeping into the bedroom. I sat up hungrily, ready to devour my food.
Steele arrived with a big breakfast tray and placed it right in front of me, a goofy smile plastered on his face.
“Here is your delicious chocolate chip waffle, my beautiful wife,” Steele announced.
I giggled and clapped my hands.
“Well, this looks good!” I exclaimed excitedly.
Our life was perfect and I was happier than ever. I was proud of Steele for working hard on his trust and believing in our relationship. As time went on I could see his fear begin to fade, and he finally became the man he was meant to be.
My life was with Steele. I was his wife. I was living the dream that every girl would kill for.
I never saw Frank again. I decided to stop calling him Dad after coming to terms with the fact that he was a piece of shit. I guess because I was stuck in my old life for so long, I thought he was all that I had in the world.
But him selling me for money was a low blow. I was a precious person, and he had never seen that. He was a greedy old man. Steele told me he saw him searching through the dumpsters again, but I didn’t care.
That was his life. That’s what he deserved. And now I had my own kind of perfection, a life away from my piece of shit father.
“Is it good?” Steele asked as he watched me take a big bite of breakfast. I nodded happily and leaned in for a quick kiss.
“Like nothing I’ve ever tasted before. I think Melodi likes it too.” I sighed happily. “Actually, I could eat a few more of these.”
Steele grinned and rubbed my belly.
“I can’t wait for her to be here. I’m so happy, baby girl.”
Steele leaned over me. He cupped my chin in his hands and kissed me softly. He always knew how to make me feel like I was the only girl in the world.
“How’d I get so lucky?” I whispered as he pulled away.
“I could be asking you the same thing,” Steele said with a chuckle.
Steele pushed me back into the bed and moved the tray away. He slowly spread my legs and leaned down into my pussy. I forgot about the food as my clit tingled with excitement. All Steele had to do was look at me and my pussy would get wet. As he crawled between my legs and growled at me, I shivered.
I could feel the wetness forming as excitement rushed through me. Steele pressed his tongue onto my clit, licking me until I gasped with pleasure. I gripped onto the sheets as he lapped at my slit..
His tongue felt amazing. Steele stuck two fingers into my wet cunt, teasing my aching pussy. Gently pushing deeper, he fingered me softly at first, then quickly. Soon I was humping his hand, bucking my big hips as waves of ecstasy crashed over me.
I could hear his jagged breath as finger fucked my wet hole.
“Fuck me, baby!”
Steele dove on the bed and yanked his bathrobe off. He quickly took his cock out and slid it into my open pussy, thrusting his huge prick in and out of me. He groaned as he slammed his body against mine and I trembled and shook as sweat dripped down my back.
I cried out, opening my legs wider. I needed him buried inside of me, balls deep and soaked in the juices from my pussy. It was a need that never disappeared, an itch that I could never scratch.
“Oh, fuck baby girl!”
Steele’s hips rocked harder against me, creating delicious friction between our bodies.
I screamed as his cock went even deeper inside me. I could practically feel it in my stomach.
“Steele, fuck!” I panted. “Please, fuck me!”
The room was sweltering with heat as Steele thrust again and again. His blue eyes were hard and intense as our bodies moved together in a frantic rhythm. He choked me roughly, causing me to gasp.
I grabbed onto his arm and looked him in the eyes, eager to come for him.
Steele bit his lip as his cock rammed inside me. I could feel him start to shake, and his cock throbbing inside me.
“Baby, come for me,” Steele growled as he kept fucking me. I cried out and closed my eyes tightly, surrendering to the lust inside of me.
My eyes rolled back as I could feel an orgasm rip through me. Steele’s warm load gushed inside me, leaking out of my wet cunt. I laughed with tears coming down my face as I laid back on the pillows as the natural high of sex took over.
Steele curled up beside me, drenched in sweat, and kissed my belly. He looked up at me and caressed my face with his hand.
“Thank you,” Steele said softly.
“For what?”
“Never giving up on me. Most people did, but you saw me for who I truly was. I can never express my gratitude.”
I leaned in and kissed Steele long and hard on the mouth, savoring his fresh taste.
“I could say the same thing about you,” I replied.
We both chuckled and closed our eyes, exhausted from fucking each other.
Before I drifted off to sleep, I squeezed him tight in my arms and remembered the Steele I had met two years ago.
I was a shy, unconfident girl who looked at her feet when she talked. Now, that girl was long gone. I was a happy girl, a girl who loved her husband with her whole heart.
I had a passion for living, and most of all, I had a passion to love and cherish Steele. He was my knight in shining armor who had rescued me from a life of despair.
Even though he had given me riches, and the opportunity to travel the world and wear beautiful clothes, it was Steele I loved the most. He was the definition of perfection, and I couldn’t live without him.
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