Thursday, April 17, 2008

Celebrate

He smiles at you, reaching for your hand and drawing you closer.

He sits on the bed, kicking off his shoes and stopping you once you’re between his legs.

His eyes trail over your face, looking for a reaction.

His smile fades when he notices the blank expression.

"What’s wrong?"

"Nothing," you answer. "Just thinking."

"About what?"

"You. Me. Us, I guess."

"Well, there’s a firm answer," he laughs, causing a smile to play at your lips.

Your fingers intertwine with his and you kiss his forehead softly.

"So how shall we celebrate this joyous occasion?" he asks you, his eyes sparkling in the faint light of the lamp on the bedside table.

"I had something in mind."

Pushing him to lay back on the bed, you straddle his waist and set your mouth on his.

Kissing him softly at first, you slide your tongue across his bottom lip and his lips part.

His excitement is evident as your hips dip into his.

He groans into your mouth, the friction of your body grinding against his sending him into ecstasy.

His hands search your body, stopping at your hips.

He presses his fingers into your skin and you feel the hair on your neck raising.

You pull away from him, biting your lip at the adorable, confused expression on his face.

"What?" he asks, his breath leaving him.

"You're way too overdressed for this…"

He grins, understanding what you mean.

Your fingers dance over his chest before unbuttoning his shirt.

Once it's undone, you guide his arms out of the sleeves and toss the shirt aside.

His body is already dampening with sweat and you run your finger down his chest.

He sits up, setting his hands on your lower back and holding you.

Your lips attack his neck, sucking on the patch of skin that you know makes his world spin.

You feel his fingers pressing firmly into your back and you know he's going crazy.

Taking the hem of your shirt in your fists, you pull your top off.

The cold air feels good against your warming skin and he looks at you, taking in every sight he can.

"You really are beautiful," he says, kissing your nose.

You smile at him, whispering a thank you, and push him back again.

Sliding your body off of him and standing between his legs, you fumble with his belt and sigh when it's undone.

He wriggles out of his pants, kicking them away once they're at his ankles.

You look his body over, your eyes stopping at the growing bulge in his boxers begging to be uncovered.

He blushes when he sees the look on your face and you smirk at him.

You rest your hands on his hips, dipping your fingers under the waistband.

He stops you quickly and you look at him.

"This isn't fair," he frowns, pointing at your almost-fully clothed body.

You roll yours eyes, unbuttoning your pants and pushing them to the floor.

"Better?" you ask, straddling him again.

He nods his head silently, sighing when he feels the heat of your center against his midsection.

"Good," you say, nibbling on his ear.

He emits a low moan and lets his fingers trail along your waistline.

Already knowing what he's doing, you adjust yourself so your hips are no longer touching his.

His fingers pull at the hem of your panties and you jump when you feel the pad of his fingers against your hot spot.

"Mmm," you moan, shutting your eyes and resting your forehead against his.

His breath tickles your nose and his finger circles slowly, making your lower body twitch numerous times.

Grinding your hips against his hand, you feel yourself ready to come just when he stops.

"Take them off," he tells you.

You immediately oblige, removing your underwear quickly and throwing them to the side, not knowing where they landed.

By the time you turn to look at him, his boxers are already off.

Pulling you to himself, you bite your lip and stifle a gasp when you feel his excitement pressing into your thigh.

"What do you want, baby?" he asks, pulling your bottom lip softly with his teeth.

"Let's make this about you," you smirk.

Pushing him back onto the bed for what seems like the millionth time, you straddle his waist.

His length is tickling your core and you grab his hands, setting them on your hips.

"Do what you want with me," you say, kissing him deeply.

You tangle your hands in his hair, tugging lightly.

He lifts you up slightly before easing you onto his aching self.

"Oh God," he groans, shutting his eyes tightly at the feeling of your tightness surrounding him.

"Mmm, wow," you sigh, throwing your head back at the entrance.

Rocking your hips against his, you both groan simultaneously.

"H-How do you want it?"

"Make… ahh, wow… make me feel good."

"Okay," you answer, rotating your hips slowly.

His nails scratch at your thighs, making you squirm.

Moving your body at an angle, you rock forward and back, making him groan.

Sitting up straight, you lift yourself up slightly before slamming against his body.

"Holy shit," he moans, his breath becoming rapid.

You feel him pulsating inside of you and you feel your body about to release.

He stirs underneath you, causing more friction.

"Ahh, I'm s-so close," he warns, holding your hips.

"Mm, I need to feel you."

He thrusts up into you, making you moan loudly.

"Oh Goddd," you moan, your voice shaking.

You intertwine your fingers with his, pressing his body into the mattress.

Rotating your hips in large circles, you angle yourself and make him cry out in sheer pleasure.

He thrusts into you a few more times before you feel him come to his climax.

You circle yourself a little more before feeling yourself tense around him.

He screams your name, scratching your thighs and leaving deep red marks in your skin.

Breathing heavily, you crawl off of him and lay by his side.

"O-Oh wow."

You watch his chest rise and fall with his shallow breaths, kissing his damp skin.

Curls are stuck to his forehead and you run your fingers through his hair, smiling.

"I love you. And I'm glad you asked me to marry you tonight," you say.

"Are you kidding me? You've made me the happiest man on Earth by saying yes."

You sigh, resting your head on his shoulder and draping an arm over his chest.

"I love you," he tells you.

"I love you, too, Joe."

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