Part 8
My god, I'm engaged to be married! It has all happened so fast. I love Wiley, no question, but are we being impetuous?
I snuggled up to Wiley, my fingers playing with his chest hair, when he asked, "Sweet, I know this was impulsive. What are your thoughts?
"Wiley, Love, I'm both thrilled and apprehensive. Don't get me wrong, these have been the best days of my life, and my heart soars with the Love I feel for you. I want nothing more than to marry you, but we're both so young, and this will change our lives. Aside from being apart for the summer, you have graduate school looming, and I have a semester left till I graduate. We have to plan the wedding with that in mind."
"Wow, I'm glad you included the wedding. You had me worried for a moment. Yes, I admit this could be considered reckless, and we will probably hear that from our families. I thought maybe we should wait till you graduate. Sweet, come what may, we will work through it. The important thing is we have each other. I know the logistician in you needs a plan; together, we'll work it out."
We would be apart for the summer as planned, which would be challenging, but we would be in touch daily. He would decide on graduate school during the break. We look forward to formally announcing our engagement. We planned for him to come on the fourth of July to meet my family at Grandma Stacy's, where all the family gathered to celebrate the fourth every year. We hoped his family could come as well. It would be a three-hour drive, but they could stay in a guest cabin at the ranch.
That said, I giggled and playfully ran my fingers down his chest and abs. I again marveled at his chiseled body, and my favorite part of his anatomy was fully erect. I lightly ran a finger along the length. The blood-engorged veins formed ridges that felt so good when embedded in my slick velvet sheath. I couldn't get enough of his wonderful cock.
"Oh yes, my Sweet," he uttered as I teased, which elicited a moan spurring my arousal.
I rolled on top, straddling him cowgirl with my hot wet pussy poised over his throbbing erection. I lowered myself as the tip parted my sweet lips. "Yes, lover, I need you deep inside." I shuddered with the rush I felt as I took him in till fully impaled. I leaned forward and whispered, "Make sweet love to me."
I slowly rode up and down his shaft, as his thrust met my own. I savored the intimacy as our bodies mesh in unison. Our lips met, and our tongues danced together as we shared our passion. My breasts were swollen, and my hardened nipples brushed his chest. The sensations increased my arousal. We rode the wave of desire, taking our time as we made slow, passionate Love.
Small tremors coursed through my body as I leaned back, and the angle caused his cock to contact my G-spot. "My god, yes!" I shouted as the intensity increased, bringing on the heat. "Oh, Wiley, that's it! Fuck me, lover! Oh god, feels so good!"
Wiley responded, grabbed my ass, rolled me over, and mounted me. He lifted my legs to his shoulders and achieved maximum penetration.
He exclaimed, "I own this pussy!" as he pile-drives me. I bucked and writhed beneath him, his cock slamming deep within. I'm riding the crest of my oncoming orgasm as the waves coursed through me. I felt him tense.
I yelled out, "Yes, cum lover, fill my sweet peach with your seed!"
"Oh fuck sweet, I'm cumming!" He groaned.
I felt his throbbing cock release. I grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper. I felt his hot sperm splash my cervix, which sent me over the edge. I came hard on his cock as I lost my mind in the throes. My body convulsed as I gripped and dug my fingernails into his butt cheeks. Not wanting to let go, I savored the intensity of the continuous waves that left me quivering.
Wiley released my legs and rolled off to my side as we caught our breath and basked in the afterglow. Our sweat-soaked bodies glistened in the soft light of the chandelier which hung overhead.
"My god, love," I said as I snuggled up to him, "that was wonderful. I love you, Wiley, the sex is like icing on the cake. It's so sweet, and I can't get enough of you."
Wiley replied, "Lily, my Love for you grows each day we're together, and my heart longs for you when we're apart. It's who you are as a person that makes the sex so fulfilling. You are beautiful, intelligent, kind, and not full of yourself. You have bared your soul to me and hold nothing back. When you look at me, I see the sparkle in those green eyes and your special smile only for me. To quote Elizabeth Browning, How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach. Suffice it to say I love you, Lily."
His words left me swooning. My heart fluttered in my chest, and tears of joy flowed down my cheeks. This was like a fairytale, a dream I might awaken from, but it wasn't a dream. It was real. It was every young girl's fantasy. Wiley was my Prince charming, and I was his fair maiden.
Momentarily lost in my reverie, I looked into my lover's eyes, "Wiley, your words warm my soul. I'm forever yours and pledge my faithfulness. I know life will have its ups and downs, but we will face it together with you by my side."