Olivia
He couldn’t ripmy clothes off fast enough. My dress stayed behind in the passenger seat of his truck, my bra on the front porch, and eventually my panties came off in his bedroom. His eyes feast on me like a man whose been starved for entirety as he trails hot kisses down my neck, across my chest, and lower down my stomach to my pubic bone. I wither helplessly in the middle of his bed as he kisses my mound before swiping his tongue over my clit. I gasp and a bewilder moan escapes me. I dig my hands into his hair as he vigorously runs his tongue over me, teasing me, licking me, and nipping at me. He slips a finger inside me and pulls me closer to the edge that’s about to snap me like a rubber band.
“Julian,” I cry.
A second finger fills me and I moan even louder. The delicious pressure has my blood burning hot through my veins and a shiver ices down my spine as my orgasm hits me hard and fast. Julian still has his mouth on me and I pull him away and up towards my mouth, my tongue mauling over his as I taste myself and the erotic sensation fills my orgasmic brain.
“I want to watch you ride me,” Julian growls.
He pulls down his boxers as I had already clawed off the rest of his clothing that’s also scattered around his house and he flips on his back, yanking me onto his lap so I’m straddling him, his perfect cock resting generously against his perfectly chiseled abs.
“This is unfair,” I whine.
“What is?” he questions as his brows knit together.
“After all this time you still look like a Greek God and I look like a girl who is battling the freshmen fifteen.”
Julian pulls me down by my chin to his heavenly lips and he kisses me with so much sweetness and love. “You are beautiful exactly how you are, Olivia. I love everything about you and I always will. Even when were both old and gray and senile. It’s you and me, forever and always.”
I kiss him back and just when I was about to sink him inside of me I realize he wasn’t wearing a condom. “Julian.” His eyes flash to me and the unwavering trust written between them was the same mutual feeling I felt wholeheartedly. “I have some,” he says to me, but I shake my head and take him slowly, inch by delicious inch until I’m so full I could burst with dopey lust.
“Fuck, Olivia,” Julian hisses. His hands find my hips as I gently move up and down, rocking back and forth to my own orgasmic rhythm. “You feel incredible,” he mumbles.
“So do you,” I praise.
My hands fall on Julian’s chest as he takes the reigns and uses his hips to thrust deeper inside me. My pussy clenches around him and I could feel myself urning towards the edge again. I start panting and moaning and begging. The pressure starts to become unbearable as I move up and down on him faster.
“Come for me, Liv.” Julian barks.
I shake my head. “No. I want you to come with me.”
I thought I seen Julian’s eyes roll in the back in his headin a good way, of course. In a quick change of pace, Julian whips me onto my back and drives himself into me, hard and fast. His lips crash onto mine as I could feel him coming undone and the two of us just seconds away from an earth shattering climax.
“Fucckk, baby!” Julian moans as I follow him right over the edge. His body freezes and his cock twitches inside me as he fills me with his hot semen.
Tired and equally spent, Julian rolls onto his side and brings me with him, wrapping me around his strong and protective arms as we come down from our heavenly high and lay quietly in bed.
“Will you marry me?” Julian asks.
I lift my head up and look at him confused. “What?”
“I want you to marry me,” he says again.
“Are you being serious?”
He nods. “I was going to ask you six years ago that Christmas. So I was happy Lucas knew about us because asking him for permission would have been a piece of cake.”
My eyes water and my heart begins to race. “I… I don’t what to say.”
“There’s only one answer I want to hear,” he murmurs.
I kiss him hard; a bubbly laugh vibrating in my throat. “Yes! Yes, yes, YES!”
Julian leans up and kisses me back, the feverish lust between us has my body on fire. He leans back behind him and into the nightstand drawer. He pulls out a red velvet box.
“I’ve been holding onto this for six years. I hope your taste hasn’t changed but I added something after Lucas died.” He pops open the box and it’s a gorgeous oval diamond ring with a gold band. “I had Lucas’ purple heart medal melted down and made the band out of it. I know when you gave it to me that you told me to do what I wished with it but, it always belonged to you. And now you can carry your brother’s honor with you forever.”
Julian removes the ring from the box and slips it on my finger. “I love you so much, Olivia. There’s nothing more in this world I want than for you to be my wife and the mother of my children.”
I wrap myself around him and he holds onto me tightly. We share long, sweet kisses, and I endlessly marvel at my ring while crying buckets.
“I love you, Julian,” I murmur.
“I love you more, baby.”
“Forever and always?”
He smiles. “Forever and always.”