Page 10 of Something More

Chapter Nine

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Payton

I wake up to his mouth being on my pussy. It feels so good but my body is so tired. "I can't take anymore."

I try to mumble and push him away but at the same time, I pull him closer. I'm so close. So close to the release he is promising. He pulls me to him and lifts me from the bed. He makes his way over to an overstuffed chair and sits down with me in his lap, both of my legs hanging on either side of his. He lays me back so that my back is plastered to his front and my head can rest on his shoulder. It leaves my pussy wide open.

He fits his cock inside of me and starts moving our hips. My head lolls on his shoulder and the feeling of being almost completely drained hits me. "You don't have to do a thing, baby. You just focus on how I am making you feel, little one. That's all."

My body starts tightening up around him and I cry out. My legs tremble hard as I lose control again. Just like last time it’s scary but wonderful all at the same time. I cum. I cum hard. So hard a rush of liquid gushes forth as Ford bites the side of my neck and orgasms with me. The bite is soft but somehow firm too. Just like the way Ford loves me. With him, I will always have the best of both worlds. He cuddles me close as I go back to sleep once my heart stops racing so fast.

Somehow he got both of us to the bed because the next time I wake up, I am on top of him. And I'm sore. So sore. But in a good way, like when you stretch too hard during a workout. I might not be able to walk for the next two days but it's all good. The corners of my mouth tilt up in a grin thinking about all the love Ford gave me last night.

The light in the room is low but it has more to do with the orgasm coma Ford put me in that causes it to take me a minute before I realize that sitting on the third finger of my left hand is a big ass diamond ring. What the actual hell?!

My eyes open fully to take in the ring before I dare make a move. When I do, I move just my head to look up at the man who had to be the one to put it there. He's awake. Looking at me with one eye open and the other in a cute as fuck squint that makes me want to laugh at first. But then I remember I'm supposed to be mad at him, to be taking control of my life, protecting my heart.

"You have one month after you graduate. Exactly one month."

I'm...speechless. What...he can't be talking about what I think he is! Can he?

"I've booked the church and the preacher for that day."

"What the...," I sit up but don't get too far before his hands are on me. It takes me a second to realize I'm not wearing anything either. I make a grab for the sheet and hold it to my chest. "What if I said I want to wait?"

He gives me 'the look'. Again I want to laugh at his cute ass but he just demanded our marriage. How did this go from me telling him what was going to happen to him giving the orders and how am I supposed to handle it? He sits up beside me and pulls me into his lap - sans sheet.

"If I have to tie you up and bring you and your mom and dad and sisters to the church one at a time, then baby that is what I will do." My mouth falls open and he takes advantage, leaning forward and kissing me until all I can think of is him and how he makes me feel.

A question swims around in my head. It's one that has been needling me ever since...well, ever since he took me to his...'Payton apartment' and ate me like no one's business. I'm pretty sure he said something about...being a virgin - giving each other our cherries.

"Are you...were you," I lower my voice. I don't know why. It's stupid given the fact no one else is around and that isn't something you should be ashamed of anyway but I do. "Were you a virgin too?"

He nods.

"I find that hard to believe considering what we did and how good you were at it." I stiffen at the thought of him being with someone else. "You know what, I don't want to know."

He sets me to the side and stands up. He's leaving me. He doesn't walk out of the room though. Instead, he goes to his closet and opens it. Inside are stacks of books. I can see the names of some of them. They all have names like 'How to Make a Woman Scream Your Name', 'How to Make a Woman Squirt' - that one is...crazy. Right? - 'Sex Positions for Virgins'.

"I'll get better the more we do it but I've read a lot." He pushes his glasses upon his face. He put them on when he got out of bed. I find it sexy how he is always pushing them up. "I know how to satisfy you. I'll never leave you wanting or go without making you cum."

His words make me blush. We've never really talked about sex. We've kissed and done some above-the-clothes fumbling and it's not that I don't find him irresistibly sexy. I do. But...it's not something we've actually spoken about.

He moves back to the bed. My eyes finally drift down to where his cock is growing harder the longer I look at him. I might have checked out his ass when he climbed out of bed before too. I would be excused. No red-blooded woman could be in the same room with Ford all naked without staring no matter how mad they are.

"I know the things to do to help us start a family too." What now? His words pull my focus back. "If you cum first it softens your cervix."

Oh my God! I have...issues. Such issues. Because his words are getting me wet and turning me on badly.

"The closer my cock is to your little cervix, the more likely we'll have success too, baby."

He's saying something. I can tell he is but his words have me clenching my thighs together and squirming in the sheets. "Success?"

I'm too tired and too horny for this conversation right now. He pushes me back on the bed and pulls the sheet from my hand. For the next hour, he makes sure there is no doubt left that he can satisfy me in every way possible.

The next thing I'm aware of is light pouring into the room and the empty bed beside me. I reach out remembering how he ate my pussy before taking my ass. I never knew I was into that sort of thing, never knew it would feel so good. And it did feel good. The burn of having him in a secret place that I've never thought of as sexual before Ford, the shock of him hitting all new packs of nerves, and the feel of him being in total control so that all I have to do is feel makes me yearn for more even now.