Chapter 74: Chapter 74

(Jeff’s Thoughts)

I am happily preparing a meal for my future wife tonight. My uncle, who’s also my boss at the cafe asked me to pamper my woman. And I must admit, I feel like I’m on cloud nine until now. I doubt this feeling would ever disappear.

I didn’t expect Avery to say yes to me with just one try. I thought she was going to decline my proposal yesterday night because for some reason, probably she’s not yet ready, or wants to go further on her career, but I was wrong.

All this time, I thought I was just a rebound love for someone that she has never once mentioned or talked about ever again. I thought she didn’t like fixing herself because she just doesn’t care about how she looked, or she didn’t want me to invest too much in her because I am just a temporary love for her.

But all my doubts melt away when she explained to me the reason why. For almost a year of living together as a couple, she wanted to have a frugal life so she could save up money and buy a property here and live with me for good.

My heart was so touched. “She wants to be with me. She wants me to be part of her life, too,” that’s the conclusion I got from her yesterday. And that signaled me to go on with my proposal.

I was the happiest guy on Earth. I was always comparing myself to her past lovers, because, I was just nothing compared to them, but, man, I got the girl.

That’s why I am going to take care of her, I will spoil and love her with all my heart.

Because of too much thinking, I didn’t notice the time, my special recipe of baked lamb I prepared is almost finished. I clean up all the things and put them all in the sink. I plan to clean them all before she arrives.

But even before I could start washing the dirty dishes, a pair of hands grab me from behind, and I feel a pair of soft juggling breasts on my back.

Maybe I was too absorbed that I didn’t notice her arrival. But I wonder what’s happening. She’s not usually like this.

“Does she want to surprise me? Is she ready for sex? Why is she damn naked?” My mind wouldn’t sit still.

She even hugs me tighter after I crack a joke to her, “Hey, I didn’t hear you coming. Is this some kind of a surprise, babe?”

She doesn’t answer with words, but her gestures are clear enough for me.

Because of the friction, I’ve been feeling on my back, and the too much kinship we have, my manhood finally takes its stand.

I am no longer hungry for food, but I am damn famished for her body, her love, and her whole being.

I quickly turn and grab her on her waist, I gently put her down at the edge of the counter. Her innocent flushing cheeks, and her thumping heartbeat anger the beast inside my pants.

I cuss inside my head when she leans backward, exposing her breasts and flat stomach while spreading her legs apart. I almost see her opening and my hands are itching to touch her.

“Fucking hot, my future wife is sizzling fire, I can’t wait to devour her,” I gulp and feel my sweat all over my forehead, but I couldn’t even bring myself wiping them.

I am too absorbed trying to peak what’s inside her opening.

Being reminded of the proposal she just accepted, I feel that I am entitled to claim what’s already mine. So I lean forward close to her body and as our faces are just inches apart, I utter the following words that shocked her whole being.

“Make love to me, be wholly mine,” I finally say it. I finally have the courage to demand what’s been long overdue. The ring I put on her hand gives me so much boldness in me.

She doesn’t answer, and I could hear her panting. I begin to worry, somehow.

“Is it too soon to ask?” my mind revolts.

“No, it’s not. It is already time,” argues my other thought.

So I stare at her and wait for her answer.

She gulps many times and now her lips are apart, she wants to say something but no voice comes out of her.

She closes her eyes and blinks a few times, and then she grabs me by my shoulder, catching me off guard.

Her grip is tight, an act of desperation she truly desires. I know how hard it is for her, but I am glad to know that she’s willing to take a leap with me and for me.

She nods and whispers, “Take me, please. Make me yours completely,” then she lays her body flat on the counter.

She secures her feet on the edge of the counter, creating a perpendicular angle with her legs against the very corner of the counter.

I spread her legs completely, and I see her looking for something to grab, and her chest rises higher than usual. It must have been really hard for her to do this, but she gives me this opportunity, so I won’t waste it any longer.

I’ll be a fool if I’ll say I didn’t feel shit when I couldn’t enter her. Every time she denied me of it, it felt really sucked and it hurt my manly ego. But my love is stronger, so I waited for her. And now is the time to claim my rights.

Somehow, I know that if I didn’t do this, she wouldn’t be completely mine. So I proceed as gently as I could.

My eyes lavish just looking at her womanhood. My beast grows even harder. I lick her clitoris once and blow in it. I see her body reacts to it and she arches her back. So I slightly lick and stop, and lick and stop, and blow in it over and over.

I hear her moan as I do it, and my heart almost jumps out of happiness. I am finally reaching to her very deep, at last.

I enter my tongue and make a circular movement inside her vagina wall, and I hear her groan, this time, a groan of pain. This is the stage where I couldn’t penetrate before. She wouldn’t even let my finger enter her, not even my tongue. So I am now progressing.

I ignore her groan. As she tries to stop me, she pulls my hair so I would lift my head. She even tries to close her legs.

Her body is still denying me this sensation. But now, I could no longer stop, I must own her, I must do her, I must claim her at all cost. So I roughly hold both her small arms with my left hand. My left triceps put pressure on her right leg, while my right hand, forcibly spreads her left leg outwardly.

She groans as I do it, but I wouldn’t be soft now. I hear her whisper, “Take me, now!”