by Shaw Hart
“Ready to see our home?” I ask her as I offer her my hand and help her out of the car.
She smiles at me as I unlock the front door and lead her inside. I give her a quick tour, showing her the kitchen, office, and living room on the main floor before we move upstairs. She takes in the bedrooms and guest bathroom before we step into our bedroom.
How many nights have I laid in here, fantasizing about the two of us and our life together? How many times have I jerked off to images of her spread out underneath me? My cock starts to leak as Clover walks closer to the bed, perching gently on the mattress and gazing at me.
I want to lay her out and strip every stitch of clothing off of her. I want to worship her, to taste every inch of her before I sink into her warmth, but there's one thing that I need to do first.
I head over to the dresser, grabbing the velvet box out of the top drawer before I cross the room and kneel at her feet.
“No more wasted time, Clove,” I say as I get down on one knee before her.
She gasps, tears already swimming in her eyes as I start my proposal.
“Clover Pendelton, you have always been the one for me. There's never been anyone before you, and there will never be anyone after. I'm yours. I want to marry you, to be your husband, but not because of some pact. I want to marry you because I love you, because I will always love. Will you make me the happiest man in the world and agree to be my wife?”
I open the velvet box and hold the diamond solitaire ring up to her. I got it when I was eighteen, using all of my savings to buy it. I’ve been holding onto it for years, waiting for the perfect opportunity to ask her.
"Yes, I love you, Tanner," she says softly as tears start to fall from her eyes.
I use my thumbs to brush them away before I pull the ring from the box, slipping it onto her ring finger. I kiss it once it’s in place before I smile up at her.
"We can get you something bigger if you want. I got it back when we were in high school, and I was broke."
“No, this is perfect. I love it,” she says, admiring the way the light reflects off of it.
“We should probably call our parents. Give them the good news,” I say as I wrap my arms around her shoulders, hugging her to me.
“There’s something I want to do first,” she says, turning in my arms to look up at me.
“What’s that?”
“This,” she says, pushing me onto my back on the bed and straddling my hips.
9
Clover
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I've been waiting twenty-five years to be with Tanner, and now that we’re finally together, I don’t want to wait another second to be with him. The ring he just put on my finger glistens in the afternoon light as I climb on top of him.
He’s rock hard behind the zipper of his jeans, and I rub myself against him.
“Clover,” he hisses between his teeth as I grind against him.
I grin at him as he reaches up, cupping the back of my head and pulling me down until our lips meet. I gasp when he bites my bottom lip and moan when he slips his tongue past my lips, sliding against mine.
I might be on top, but I know that I'm no longer in charge. Sensations flood through me, and I rock against him as he continues to devour my mouth. His hands move over my body, slipping down to my waist, where he grips me, pulling me closer to him before he rolls us over.
He breaks the kiss, nipping my ear before his lips trail down my neck. We work together to pull my shirt over my head, and then he leans back and rips his off quickly, falling back onto me. His teeth graze my collarbone, and I moan and arch into him as he works to unhook my bra and pull it off.
I cry out as he licks my nipple, capturing the tight bud between his lips and sucking hard. He teases me, using his fingers on the other one to drive me out of my mind. I watch as he plumps the soft mounds up with his hands, burying his face between the smooth globes.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers as I writhe beneath him.
He sucks a nipple back into his mouth as his hand strokes down my stomach, tickling me as he goes. He toys with the button on my pants before he finally flicks it open, his fingers disappearing inside the material. His fingers caress my core, slipping between my lips and toying with my clit. He draws light circles around the tight bud, and my thighs start to tense and shake as my orgasm builds.
Fire and lust surge through me and my hips buck and twist as I teeter on the edge of my pleasure.
“Tanner!” I cry out as he pushes one finger inside of me.
"You okay?" He asks, worry evident on his face.
“Yes! Don’t stop,” I shout as my orgasm starts to flow through me.
His finger slowly glides in and out of me, and I cum as he finger fucks me. His thumb rubs over my clit, prolonging my bliss as I thrash beneath him.
I collapse back on the bed, my eyes fluttering closed as he trails kisses down my stomach and settles between my legs. I lazily lift my hips as he tugs my pants down my legs. My panties follow after them, and then I'm left bare before him.
I'm sure that my brown curls are a mess around my flushed face, but he still looks down at me like I'm the best thing that he's ever seen.
"I love you," I say, and he smiles at me.
“I love you too.”
I reach my hand out to him, and he comes down over me. His lips find mine in a claiming kiss as the tip of his cock nudges against my opening. I spread my thighs wide in invitation, and we both hold our breaths as he starts to thrust into me.
I moan when he fits the tip inside my snug hole. Tanner swears under his breath, his eyes squeezing shut like he’s in pain as his hips rock forward, sinking another inch inside of me.
“Jesus, you feel so good. Better than I ever imagined,” he groans as he slowly pushes into me.
I gasp as he breaks through my virginity, both of us pausing as we stare at each other.
"You waited for me," he whispers, and I nod up at him.
“Of course. There’s only ever been you, Tanner.”
His lips mold to mine as his thick cock inches inside of me, pushing against my tight walls until I’m stuffed full of him. He starts off slow, both of us getting used to the rhythm of each other’s bodies and the new sensations.
I hook my legs around his waist, taking him deeper inside of me as his pace picks up. My hips move with his, and soon, he's pounding into me, each stroke rubbing against my clit and driving me higher.
“You’re mine, Clover. Always,” he grits out as he moves in me.
“Yours,” I moan as he moves over a sensitive spot inside of me that has me seeing stars.
Tanner balances on the one hand, the other reaching between us and rolling over my clit. Everything in me clenches as my pussy starts to squeeze around his pulsing length.
“Shit, Clove. You’re so tight,” Tanner grits out as his pace falters.
My nails dig into his shoulders, and I shout as I find my peak, my pussy clamping down around his length. I explode, cuming all over his cock. I gasp, my body locking up as I find my peak.
I feel Tanner find his own release, filling me with his seed as he shouts my name.
“I love you,” he whispers as he pulls me into his arms, cuddling me from behind.
“I love you, too,” I say sleepily.
I'm about to drift off when my phone starts to ring. I sigh as I roll over in bed and dig it out of my pants pocket. My mom's name flashes across the screen, and I glance over my shoulder at Tanner before I click to answer.
“Hi, mom.”
"Hey, honey! I was just calling to check that you're still coming for dinner tonight? I thought that you were going to be here by now," she says, trailing off, and I look over to the clock on the bedside table, gasping when I see how late it's gotten.
"Oh my gosh, mom! Sorry, I lost track of time. I'm headed over now, though," I promise, already hopping off the bed and searching for my clothes.
"Okay, no rush, dear. I'll see you and Tanner s
oon," she says before she ends the call.
I gape at my phone, wondering how the heck she could know that I'm with him. Tanner passes me my bra, and I grin at him.
“Ready for Easter dinner?”
10
Tanner
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Ten Years Later…
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I grin, laughing as I watch our oldest son chase after our daughter, helping her pick up Easter eggs. He was acting all tough this morning, saying he was too old for these Easter egg hunts, but it didn't take him long to get into the spirit of it. He leads her over to some hidden eggs beneath a bush and helps her scoop them into her basket. She smiles up at him, her brown curls bouncing and her bunny ears slipping off as she races him over to the next egg. Our middle son is waiting impatiently with some of his friends over at his age group area. He fiddles with his button-down shirt and khakis, still upset that his mom made him dress up for this.
My wife is around here somewhere, probably running one of the booths or grabbing some more eggs for the decorating table. I wish that she would take it easy but after all these years, I know that she won’t listen to me. We’ll take a nap after this before we head over to Grandma’s house for Easter dinner.
Clover is still the head librarian and in charge of all of the events at the library. I've been helping her out with them every year, and it always makes me smile, remembering how we patched things up and finally got together all those years ago.
Clover and I got married five days after we got engaged. We just had a little ceremony at the courthouse in town with both of our moms there as witnesses. It might not have been everyone's dream wedding, but we both decided that we just wanted something small and intimate. It was long past due that I made her mine and I was glad that she was on the same page as me.
Clover moved into our house the next day, and everything slipped into place. It actually felt the same as it was in high school, with us inseparable once again. Our moms were over the moon. Their lifelong dream to be family had finally come true. When we told them that we were expecting our first child, they screamed so loud that I thought I was going to go deaf. They started buying onesies and bibs immediately.
We had three kids; two boys and a girl. Our oldest son, Russell, was born ten months after we were married. Our second son, Liam, was born three years later, and our daughter, Rosie, three years after that. We decided after Rosie that we were done. The five of us feels right, and if we had any more kids, we would have had to get a bigger house.
All of our kids have their mother’s coloring with brown hair and vibrant brown eyes. They got my love of video games, though. I still run my video game company, and it works out. Being your own boss was convenient. I got to be there while Clover was pregnant, and I was home to help out when we brought each of our babies home.
I still love Clover as much as I did when we were kids. Maybe more now, honestly. She gave me everything that I ever wanted; a family.
I fall asleep every night next to the girl of my dreams, and I wake up every morning next to her. Life couldn't get any better.
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