I thought about torturing the brunette a bit, making her writhe, but the girl looked so genuine and remorseful, that I took pity. Besides, I loved Laurie and only wanted her to be happy, to see those lips smile once again, to see her eyes sparkle.
“Honey, there was nothing better than you coming to the office today, filled with fire, life, so beautiful, spitting epithets with that sweet mouth. All I wanted to do was let everyone know that you were mine,” I said seriously, putting the pan down. Who gave a fuck about omelets? I just wanted this woman to know how much I loved her, how much I adored everything about her.
And Laurie looked up again, her eyes meeting mine, hopeful, soft.
“Really?” she asked quietly. “I didn’t humiliate you, didn’t make you hate me?”
And I stroked her cheek then, that softness velvety under the rough tips of my fingers.
“Baby, the opposite,” I murmured against her mouth. “I was thinking of making it permanent.”
And she closed her eyes, leaning into me, lightly licking my lips with her tongue.
“You mean, moving back in together, both of us on the lease, me giving up my old apartment, that kind of permanent?”
And I chuckled then, growling deep in my throat.
“No honey, not that kind. This kind,” I said, removing the velvet box from my pocket. “Look baby, open your eyes and look.”
Because Laurie was under my spell already, I could see the fire in her eyes, the deep burn within, how much she wanted it, her body soft and ready against mine. But first, there was the important business of getting engaged.
And languidly, the brunette opened her eyes to look at my gift, not understanding at first, her gaze dazed, her movements still slow. Because I’d popped open the lid to reveal the sparkler and it was blinding under the kitchen lights, the facets throwing dazzling rays everywhere, overwhelming in its brilliance.
“Tucker, is it …?” she whispered, almost not breathing.
“It is,” I confirmed, dropping a kiss on her nose.
And what do you know, the ring fit perfectly, sliding onto her finger like it belonged there. Because it did. I’ve found my virgin, found a gorgeous, sassy, sexy woman, and Laurie was my everything … and always will be.
EPILOGUE
Tucker
A year later …
Speaking of the ring being a perfect fit for Laurie’s finger, there was another part of the woman that was a perfect fit as well. That’s right, her cunt. That sweet pussy was a perfect fit for my cock, and I planned on wrapping it around my massive shaft oh, about fifty million times in the next fifty years.
And our sex life this past year has only gotten more raunchy, more rancid. Because the brunette’s my little fuckdoll, my little cunt slut who lets me do whatever I want to her body, twisting her, bending her over, making her take it every which way however I see fit.
And she was bent over right now over our wooden bureau, the mahogany filled to the brim with a slew of her clothes. Oh fuck yeah, I’ve made my little girl buy herself a whole new wardrobe, a whole new set of outfits given that she’s a gorgeous size sixteen now, curves busting out everywhere, those huge tits pressed against the wood as I teased my dickhead along her soft lips from behind, running my glans up and down her slit, wetting it with my pre-cum.
“Oh god Tucker,” she moaned, eyes closed. “Oh god, put it in me, put it in me,” she begged, her forehead dropping to rest against the wood, hands scrabbling at the hard surface, coming up empty with nothing to grip. Her hips twisted instinctively, that big ass bouncing up and down as she tried to grab my dick with her cunt, suck me in like a vacuum.
And I chuckled deep in my chest. I love how Laurie fucks, how her pussy is so hungry all the time, like a human hoover, pulling me in, dragging me with an invisible magnetic force because she can’t get enough.
But I’m a dirty fuck with my mind in the gutter, and I was playing with the brunette tonight. I grabbed a fistful of that curly brown hair, dragging her head back, exposing her swan neck, leaning forward to whisper in her ear.
“Baby,” I hissed. “Tonight, I’m putting it in your ass dry.”
And she shrieked then, trying to squirm away, her body heaving, panting, her nips growing even tighter, a gush of wet cream hitting my dick, splashing it with her goodness. I groaned, grinding my hips against her swollen cunt, those huge ass cheeks jiggling as my penis ran through her thighs, the creamy, thick flesh rubbing me, my pre-cum smearing onto those sweet, full ham hocks.
“Yeah baby,” I ground out again. “Feel that? I’m wiping my dick off on your legs because it’s going into that tiny anus without a drop of lube on it. You’re gonna fuckin’ love it, I promise.”