“Well, just so you know, I wasn’t planning to take no for an answer.” I said happily as I slipped on the ring I had personally selected at Daley’s shop. It was a two carat ruby, brighter than her hair, flanked on each side with one carat diamonds on a white gold band, engraved with “Forever My Red”.
She started crying and talking at the same time, a feat I found interesting. All I could make out was, “It’s so beautiful.”
I took my fiancé on a nighttime cruise aboard a friend’s yacht, and surprised her with a few little trinkets. “I thought you said these were for your mom and Claire. Fibber.” She smiled at me and man was that a sight. The candlelight illuminated her face, highlighting her eyes, combined with the Aegean as a back drop, perfection. I was glad that we had not docked too far from shore. The moment I got her home, I loved her deeply all night long.
We had spent the last two nights making love for hours. By the time we had finally fallen asleep the sun was just about to rise. The last morning before we were going to head back home. We hardly slept at all. I woke to my woman trying to ride my morning wood. She was trying to be slick, but she didn’t have enough practice. She could feel me laughing. Red looked down at me with her wavy curls falling over her face and a little cute pout. I thought that shit was, so fucking cute. The next shit she said though, I didn’t find any of that shit funny, I was pissed and full of jealousy.
“Don’t laugh at me. I am sorry I don’t have the experience yet to master this. I can always go out and get some more experience, then come back and try again.”
I flipped her on to her back, so fast she was breathing heavy, with eyes wide open. I was probably scaring the fuck out of her, but I didn’t give a shit. The thought of another motherfucker touching her made me fucking insane.
“Don’t you ever think that I will let you get away from me. Don’t you ever talk about fucking anyone else, but me. Do you hear me? What are you trying to do to me? You haven’t got a clue what you mean to me, do you?” I growled out the words. She wanted my cock before, so I gave it to her in one quick thrust.
“You feel this?” She nodded, “Good because this is the only cock you are ever going to have. This pussy, that I am fucking, is mine. You are mine. I want your mind, body and soul, Sam.” I couldn’t control the fear that racked my body.
I know I was acting like I was fucking ready for looney bin, but it couldn’t be helped. I called my dad after the first day a man looked at her. I wanted to literally kill the guy just for a glance. He told me it was normal. This shit didn’t feel fucking normal. I felt out of my mind. He said when you love someone else the thought of them leaving, is always with you, I just needed to keep her happy and I wouldn’t have anything to stress about. He said it gets easier after you are married, but the jealousy will always be there.
My need to possess her had become a must this morning. I dominated her pussy, because it was hard to say what I wanted and needed to say.
“Rick,” Sam cried out, as I gave her all of me and I don’t mean just all of the eleven inches. I meant my heart, I left it for her to take and she did. As I came deep within her, she shook, coming hard, squeezing my cock, and her eyes piercing my heart. I bent down to kiss the tears away. The tears that I had caused. I felt like a total prick. When I tried to say I am sorry, she put her finger to my mouth, to silence me.
“Don’t say sorry. I am not crying because you hurt me, but because I hurt you.” She looked up at me and the vulnerability I felt was just as visible in her eyes. “I am scared to lose you, too.” She understood my craziness, because she was suffering from it too.
“God, Samantha, I am more than scared, I’m terrified. I am so in love with you.”
Fuck, I think she is trying to give me a heart attack. “You know you should marry me first, say in the next week or so, before you try and kill me.”
“I think that is too fast. We just got engaged.”
“Baby life is too short. I love you and you love me. Have you ever said that to another man?” I prayed the fuck not.
“No, but…” It was my turn to use a finger to silence her.
“No buts, I’ve never said those words to anyone, but my mother. You are so special to me.”
“Baby don’t cry. I don’t like it.” She began the crying thing again and it was killing me. I needed her to stop.
“I am happy and scared. I don’t want to lose you.”