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But today had been fun. Xavier, Raymond, and Alexander had turned it into a competition as groups of guys tended to do. They’d decided to race each other for bragging rights and Paula was overjoyed to see that it was Xavier who’d won. Not that Alexander and Raymond hadn’t completed their laps about a minute or two later.
Xavier was covered in sweat, his dark hair tousled, and he was panting a little. This year, she decided to have mercy on her boyfriend by offering him some Gatorade to drink, instead of spilling it all over his head.
“That tastes delicious,” he said, smirking back at her and licking his lips. Then he leaned close to her ear and whispered, “I can think of other things that would taste amazing.”
She giggled and slapped at his shoulder. “Later. I promise we’re going back to the penthouse.”
“I hope so,” he said. “But I have one thing to do first.”
She frowned as Melissa and Raymond and Alexander and his fiancée Kate stepped up close around them. She suddenly noticed Sylvia and her latest husband drawing near and smiling too?
“I…what’s going on?” she asked and then she wanted to cry when she saw Xavier get to the tarmac on one knee. After years of wanting nothing more than his committed attention to their relationship, this couldn’t possibly be happening, could it? Everything had been so good between them since he’d come to her at Sarah’s Center, since they’d finally come together as a couple. But this was just too amazing to comprehend.
“P, you’re the most incredible woman in the world, the best person I know. There’s no one that I’d rather spend the rest of my life with. You make me into the man I want to be,” he said, opening a black velvet box and pulling out a platinum band with the largest diamond she’d ever seen. It was gorgeous as it glittered with rainbows in the high desert sun. “Will you marry me?”
“Yes,” she said, throwing her arms around him and kissing him fervently when he stood again. “A thousand times, yes.”
He squeezed her tightly to his broad chest, and she had to smile at his care and tenderness. This was what she wanted, what she’d always wanted. And it was perfect…well, almost. Quietly, she whispered into his ear. “I think I can show you how happy I am if we slip away and get to the limo.”
He grinned and kissed her, sparing a moment to nibble at her lower lip, it left her wet and wanting already. “Always, my love.”
“I…we need a minute,” she said, slipping the ring on and frowning apologetically at Kate, Melissa, and Sylvia. “We’ll, uh, be right back.”
Maybe giggling as he dragged her away was too much of a tell, but Paula could hardly care. She needed him now, needed her lover---her fiancé ---inside of her right now.
***
The back of the limo wasn’t the most comfortable place to do well anything, but it was bigger than her Pontiac. Besides, they’d shared so many missed connections here earlier together that it seemed right to correct it this way. She peeled of her clothes as best she could, hissing a bit when she hit her head on the limo’s roof.
“Oh man, and I’m not even that tall.”
Xav grinned as he also divested himself of his clothes. “It’s a tight fit, but I’ve found that tight can be its own reward,” he said leering a bit at her.
He glistening with sweat but appeared no less beautiful than ever. He sat down on the bench seat of the limo and she straddled him, keeping her head bent low in a desperate bid to avoid the ceiling. She was wet already, so motivated by his kiss and the promise of passion for now. Positioning herself over his erection, Paula slid easily over his length, hissing at the heat of him, the sheer pleasure of her filling him her. She moaned and leaned down to nibble at his neck, to graze her teeth over his slight stubble.
He rumbled beneath her and flexed his hips. She moved hers in time with him as the
But today had been fun. Xavier, Raymond, and Alexander had turned it into a competition as groups of guys tended to do. They’d decided to race each other for bragging rights and Paula was overjoyed to see that it was Xavier who’d won. Not that Alexander and Raymond hadn’t completed their laps about a minute or two later.
Xavier was covered in sweat, his dark hair tousled, and he was panting a little. This year, she decided to have mercy on her boyfriend by offering him some Gatorade to drink, instead of spilling it all over his head.
“That tastes delicious,” he said, smirking back at her and licking his lips. Then he leaned close to her ear and whispered, “I can think of other things that would taste amazing.”
She giggled and slapped at his shoulder. “Later. I promise we’re going back to the penthouse.”
“I hope so,” he said. “But I have one thing to do first.”
She frowned as Melissa and Raymond and Alexander and his fiancée Kate stepped up close around them. She suddenly noticed Sylvia and her latest husband drawing near and smiling too?
“I…what’s going on?” she asked and then she wanted to cry when she saw Xavier get to the tarmac on one knee. After years of wanting nothing more than his committed attention to their relationship, this couldn’t possibly be happening, could it? Everything had been so good between them since he’d come to her at Sarah’s Center, since they’d finally come together as a couple. But this was just too amazing to comprehend.
“P, you’re the most incredible woman in the world, the best person I know. There’s no one that I’d rather spend the rest of my life with. You make me into the man I want to be,” he said, opening a black velvet box and pulling out a platinum band with the largest diamond she’d ever seen. It was gorgeous as it glittered with rainbows in the high desert sun. “Will you marry me?”
“Yes,” she said, throwing her arms around him and kissing him fervently when he stood again. “A thousand times, yes.”
He squeezed her tightly to his broad chest, and she had to smile at his care and tenderness. This was what she wanted, what she’d always wanted. And it was perfect…well, almost. Quietly, she whispered into his ear. “I think I can show you how happy I am if we slip away and get to the limo.”
He grinned and kissed her, sparing a moment to nibble at her lower lip, it left her wet and wanting already. “Always, my love.”
“I…we need a minute,” she said, slipping the ring on and frowning apologetically at Kate, Melissa, and Sylvia. “We’ll, uh, be right back.”
Maybe giggling as he dragged her away was too much of a tell, but Paula could hardly care. She needed him now, needed her lover---her fiancé ---inside of her right now.
***
The back of the limo wasn’t the most comfortable place to do well anything, but it was bigger than her Pontiac. Besides, they’d shared so many missed connections here earlier together that it seemed right to correct it this way. She peeled of her clothes as best she could, hissing a bit when she hit her head on the limo’s roof.
“Oh man, and I’m not even that tall.”
Xav grinned as he also divested himself of his clothes. “It’s a tight fit, but I’ve found that tight can be its own reward,” he said leering a bit at her.
He glistening with sweat but appeared no less beautiful than ever. He sat down on the bench seat of the limo and she straddled him, keeping her head bent low in a desperate bid to avoid the ceiling. She was wet already, so motivated by his kiss and the promise of passion for now. Positioning herself over his erection, Paula slid easily over his length, hissing at the heat of him, the sheer pleasure of her filling him her. She moaned and leaned down to nibble at his neck, to graze her teeth over his slight stubble.
He rumbled beneath her and flexed his hips. She moved hers in time with him as the
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