A Summer to Remember(71)

He laughed and shook his head as he slid into bed beside me and his fingers traced the bandage. “Course not. That is why I love you so much. You have never tried to be anything other than what you are and that is incredibly refreshing for me.”

“I’m glad to hear it.”

I turned my body towards his and moved down until I was face to face with his cock which pulsated in its state of hardness. My right hand teased the length and moved up and down his shaft as he took in slow, deliberate breaths. The movement alone produced more pre-cum that gathered at the head of his cock and seemed to glisten in the dim light.

My tongue snaked over the head of his cock and tasted the salty-sweetness before I ventured further down and played with his ball sack and began to tease him with my tongue there.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed. “How did you know that would turn me on more than I already am?”

I stared at him with wide-eyed innocence. “Actually I am just experimenting but if I knew it was going to bring out such a strong reaction, I would have tried it ages ago.”

I continued to tease his balls with my tongue before I slipped them in my open mouth and enjoyed the different texture that usually came with sucking his cock. My talented fingers teased his perineum slowly and deliberately before they slipped and hit his anus.

“Right there, yes, God that feels so good.”

I smiled and continued to pleasure him until he pulled me in his arms and rolled us over until I was on my back. Paul spread my legs and entered me with a deep, hard thrust that drove his cock all the way inside me and I sighed with pleasure.

His thrusts pounded me with vicious intensity but all I felt was blissful pleasure every time he hit a part of me that wanted to be filled deeply by his cock. The slapping of damp skin took over and I delighted as the room began to smell of our desire for one another.

I wanted us to come together but he had other ideas as he withdrew and began to devour my aching sex with his mouth. His tongue darted in and out of my slick hole before he lapped up the excessive juices. I was in heaven and felt nothing but his soothing touch and the way his warm hands felt on my ass, my skin.

My orgasm was just skimming the surface, so close yet so far away as he turned me over onto my stomach. Paul delayed it as much as he could by playing with me, teasing me with his fingers and tongue when all I wanted was his hard dick inside me, thrusting away at me while he hit all the right spots.

He kissed his way up my back and tickled my neck with his lips before he murmured, “Are you ready to come again, beautiful?”

I hung my head, silky brown tresses covered my face. “Yes, please. You are prolonging the inevitable on purpose and I want you to know that I will pay you back for this one day.”

He flipped me on my back and spread my legs before he crawled between them and entered me roughly. The pain was exquisite and welcoming at the same time as he began to f*ck me again hard and rough before he slowed his thrusts so he could change positions. He knelt down on the bed and brought me with him. I still laid in the bed but at an angle and as he started to slowly move his cock inside me again, he grabbed my left hand and slipped a gorgeous platinum band on my ring finger with a two-carat, princess-cut pink diamond surrounded by white diamond baguettes.

Before I could say anything, he pulled me into his lap and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he continued his slow thrusts. Our lips were inches away from one another’s and he closed the distance with a deep, passionate kiss that I accepted readily.

In our current position, several thrusts later, my orgasm rippled through my body and as I clenched my kegel muscles around his cock, he came too and moaned out loud as he held me tightly against him until we were both spent and our heartbeats returned to normal.

We both laid down again and I snuggled up to him before I looked at the ring again. “Was this your way of asking me to marry you?”

“Yes, but I also knew what you would say. Both sides of the family are going to want an elaborate wedding but that doesn’t stop us from leaving. It’s perfect because your parents know I am serious about you and my parents will no longer think I am a secret homosexual,” he explained in a flippant voice.

I laughed out loud. “Well, you are a bit kinky so are you a secret homosexual?”

Paul stroked my hair. “You have no f*cking idea how kinky I am. I wanted to ease you into it because I like anal sex and sex toys. I am not into S&M or anything but I am about as close as I can get without venturing into that territory. I know most of your lovers have been very strait laced and I didn’t want to scare you but you haven’t seen nothing yet in terms of our sex life.”