The process of looking through rings was tedious. It took a long time before I remotely smiled at one. No sooner was it on my finger than I knew I it looked perfect on me. The pear shaped diamond place set in a sleek platinum band.
“How about this one? ”
Nicholas’ eyes glowed triumphantly as I nodded to him.
“Excellent decision, Miss.”
I ignored the manager because I knew he would say the same for any ring I picked.
It was destiny that the ring fit perfectly. There was no need to size it. Nicholas left me to admire the ring while he strolled around in search for wedding bands for both of us. I repressed a squeal as light reflected off the diamond. I had to applaud the lighting of the store, because it really enhanced the beauty of the ring from every angle.
It nearly had a hypnotic effect.
Nicholas had chosen the bands before I knew it, and we were headed out in no time.
Once out of the store, he took my hand in his and removed the ring from my finger.
“What’s wrong?”
He pulled me to the middle of the sidewalk while grinning mischievously at me. People stopped around us to watch the scene when he knelt on one
Nicholas didn’t even appear to be aware of the crowd despite how my eyes darted to the people around us. He took my hand in his and looked up with those gentle eyes of his.
“Every time I look at you, my heart beats faster. And your smile make me weak in the knees. With you, I know each day would be a memorable experience, and I sincerely hope that this existence never comes to an end. Will you marry me, Willow Taylor?”
Everything around us submerged in silence while he awaited my response. Even though it was a performance, at that time it seemed real to me.
I was actually tearing up.
I exclaimed, “Yes!”
He gently slid the ring into my finger and pulled me into a hug. He spun me in the air and I found myself laughing without reserve. I was focused on Nicholas despite the applause and cheers from our audience. I circled my hand around his neck and leaned into his kiss with every ounce of emotions that had coursed through my body in the last two days.
We barely made it to his car. I felt the cool leather of his car on my thigh. We were a tangle of limbs as he pressed down on me. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue brushed across my lips. Every time we kissed , it was intense and made me crave him even more.
He grown when his phone rang and he hung it up with disdain. He tapped on the privacy window and urged the driver to start driving before turning back to me. I giggled at his agitated and excited state.
I had done that to him!
He gave me a little smile before pressing his lips once more on mine. I writhed under him, pleading for him to get closer. I twisted to assist him in pushing my skirt up and his hands dipped back under it. able to move, I wrapped my leg around his waist and groaned at the feeling of him grinding against me. My hand dipped down to unbutton his pant when I noticed that he was reared to go.
“Not yet.” He pushed my hand away before sliding it inside my panties. I could feel his harsh breath against my neck.
“I won’t let our first time be in the back seat of my car, no matter how much I want you. I won’t disrespect you like that.”
“Nicholas,” I begged him. I needed him to forget about his
manners. “Please disrespect me,” I said slowly.
“Fuck,” he grunted as his finger slid over my skin.
Although I questioned if I had to be ashamed of how wet I was, I laid my worries to rest when he appeared to like it. I was so intensely drawn to him that I was unreserved in my desire. He muffled my groans and slipped a finger inside. His thumb slid and stroked upward, while he followed to push another finger inside me.
I cried out against his mouth. This was far nicer than all of my previous self-stimulation attempts.
Then his lips returned to my ear. “Willow, does this feel good? Do you enjoy it when I touch you?”
“Yes.”
“When we go home, you’re going to get fucked. Are you prepared?”
Yes! Yes, a billion times over.
I was unable to speak, but I did nod vehemently.
“You’re close. I want to see your pretty face”
An orgasm tore through me soon after, and I tried not to scream out too loudly from the pleasure rolling through my body. A wave of peaceful bliss followed as Nicholas softened his strokes, easing me down from my high.
“You’re so lovely,” he whispered.
When the car stopped, he planted a soft kiss on my lips.
Before leaving, he pushed my skirt down once more while beaming at me. He picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder as soon as I stepped out of the car. My breath gushed out in surprise when I landed on his shoulder and I struggled to comprehend how I was hanging upside down. I didn’t fight, though, seeing that I had an excellent view of his ass.
I hoped we wouldn’t run into Laura as he rushed up the stairs and inside. I would be so ashamed that I’d not be able to look her in the eye again.
“Nicholas!” I slapped his butt, hissing. “Put me down.”
“No.”
He did not break a sweat as he carried me toward the bedroom.
At least I didn’t need to worry about his fitness level. I was sure I would have to start working out if I didn’t want to look like a wreck beside him.
As he put me on his bed, my perspective was restored, and I took a quick look around his room. Now, our room.
It was large and I didn’t have much time to take in my surroundings. Nicholas was in my line of sight as he crawled over me, a predatory look in his eyes.
He was reared to go if the prominent bulge in his pants was proof. I swallowed thickly as he slid down.