Until Cobi
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“So do you want a wedding like that?” I ask, studying her.
“Me?” She shakes her head. “I don’t even know a hundred people, and I haven’t really ever thought about getting married, let alone having a wedding.”
“My mom will want us to do something big.” My mom will; that’s just her, and my aunts and grandmothers are the same way. They don’t need much of a reason to plan a party.
“What?” She frowns at me, shutting the door on the dishwasher.
“When we get married, my mom will want us to do something big. Maybe not two hundred people big, but she will want us to have a wedding, and she’ll want to help plan it.”
“I’d like to point out that you’re talking about a wedding like it’s going to happen.”
“‘Cause it is. Not right now, but it will happen. It’s inevitable.” I shrug.
“Moving in, marriage, next thing I know, you’re going to be talking about having babies,” she says softly, and I close the distance between us and wrap my hand around her hip while placing my other on the nape of her neck.
“I want three, and at least one girl,” I state, and her pupils enlarge.
“Cobi.” My name comes out rough while her hands spasm at my sides where they came to rest.
“Do I make you happy?” I ask with my face close to hers.
“Yes.” Her eyes search mine while her hands move to my chest.
“Do you want to spend the rest of your life with me?”
“Yes.” Her fingertips dig into my skin through my shirt.
“Do you want kids?”
“I… well….” Her eyes search mine again and close briefly. “With you, yes.”
“We’ll start tomorrow,” I say, keeping my face straight, and her eyes widen. “I’m kidding, babe.”
“You’re such a jerk.” She pushes at my chest, and I laugh, gathering her against me and shoving my face in her neck. “I can’t believe you.” She giggles, and I lean away, catching her eye.
“You love it.”
“Kinda.” Her expression softens. “Maybe it’s me who’s insane then.”
“Probably.” I smirk, and she shoves my chest again, but I don’t let her go. Instead, I pick her up and toss her over my shoulder.
“What are you doing now?” she shrieks from upside down as I carry her toward the bedroom.
“Taking you to bed. We should start practicing making a baby so we’re ready when the time comes.”
She laughs then lets out another shriek when I toss her onto the bed, watching her bounce twice. She shoves her hair out of her face then gets up on her elbows, watching me take off my shirt. “You’re crazy.”
I drop my shirt to the floor then climb on top of her, straddling her hips. “About you.”
“And cheesy,” she breathes, as I slide my hands up her waist, taking her shirt off.
“Mmm.” I dip my head to her chest and nip her hard nipple through her bra, listening to her moan. She arches up into me, and I slip my hands around her back, unhooking her bra then sliding it down her shoulders. When she’s exposed to me from the waist up, I cup both of her breasts and look into her heated eyes. “You’re tits are perfect.”
I squeeze them both then latch onto one nipple while I pull the other between my fingers. She writhes under me and my cock jerks. I move my knees between her thighs and unhook the button on her jeans. When I get them and her panties off, I skim my hands up her legs. “Spread for me baby, wanna see that cunt,” I urge, and she does.
I use my thumbs to open her up completely then lean forward, placing my mouth on her sex. Her fingers latch onto my hair and her hips jerk off the bed as she gasps. Sweet, even between her legs, she’s sweet. I eat her, listening to her moan my name, then slowly thrust two fingers inside her. When she clamps down around them, I groan, leaning back to look at her.
“Wanna feel that on my cock, baby. You need to come so you can give me what I want.”
“Okay,” she pants, urging me forward with her hand still in my hair.
I grin at her then lean forward and suck her clit into my mouth, keeping my fingers steady. When I flick her clit and rub her G-spot, she comes and more of her sweetness fills my mouth. I kiss her inner thigh as she falls back to the bed, and then get up and unhook my jeans. She gets up on her knees, and as soon as my cock springs free, she wraps her warm, soft hand around it.
“Whatcha doing, baby?” I hiss out as she strokes me from root to tip. She doesn’t answer; what she does is better. Her full lips close around the tip and she bobs, taking me fully into her mouth. “Fuck.” I hold her hair back and watch myself disappear while she uses her hand and mouth in the perfect rhythm. Her eyes meet mine and I run my fingers along the edge. “You look beautiful like this. Beautiful with your mouth full of me.” She moans around my length, and the vibration sends a jolt down my spine. “As much as I want to watch you swallow me down, you’re going to have to show me that another time. When I come, I’m coming inside your pussy.”
Her pupils dilate and I watch her hand disappear between her legs as I speak. I almost lose it, almost shoot off right then at the sight of her getting herself off while taking me down her throat. “Fuck, you gotta stop baby.” My head falls back to my shoulders when she flicks her tongue over the tip of my cock. She doesn’t stop; she sucks me harder and faster. “Jesus,” I hiss, somehow finding the strength to pull her mouth off me, which is torture.
“Cobi.” Her eyes meet mine, her expression turned on and frustrated.
“Quiet.” I spin her around and shove her shoulders forward into the bed then move between her legs. I thrust my hand between her thighs and cup her over her drenched sex while I wrap my other hand around my cock. “Do you want me?”
I lean over her and she nods, licking her lips. Moving my hand, I take hold of her hip then slide into her slowly. “I love this ass,” I growl as my hands roam over her backside, and she moans.
I know what she wants, know what gets her off, but I don’t give it to her right away. I keep my strokes slow and let my hands glide across her warm skin. I wait until she’s least expecting it then bring my hand down on one cheek. She moans, her pussy spasms, and her head arches back toward her shoulders. I glide my hands over her again and wait before I smack the opposite cheek. The response is the same, only this time her pussy doesn’t just spasm; it ripples and pulls me deeper. My balls get tight and my spine tingles. I’m close, so fucking close. I want to come, but never want to come, just so I can keep fucking her. It’s like heaven and hell and I can’t get enough.
I lean over her, wrap my arm under her breasts, and bring her up to her knees. Once I’ve got her where I want her, I cup her breast. “Touch yourself, baby. Then you and I are going to come together.”
She doesn’t hesitate. She slides her fingers between her legs and I know the instant they move over her clit, because a soft whimper escapes her lips. I move my mouth to her neck and fuck her hard. When she starts to come, I bottom out deep inside her and let her pull me over the edge with her. I come, biting into her soft flesh while stars dance in my vision. My heart pounds, and my breathing is labored as I kiss her neck over the spot I just bit.
“You okay?”
“I think I might like this practice business,” she pants, and I laugh. She turns her head and her soft eyes meet mine. “I love your laugh, and really love hearing you do it while you’re still inside me.”
“I just love being inside you.” I rub my cheek against hers when she smiles then move my eyes to her shoulder. “I bit you.”
“I know.” She tips her head down to look at the mark. “I thought I was going to come while coming when you did that.” She grins at me, and I laugh once more. Fuck, when have I ever laughed this much? I don’t think I ever have. Then again, I’ve never met another woman like her. I pull out of her then gather her in my arms and fall back onto the bed with her against my chest, closing my eyes. “Can we take a bath?” she asks, sounding hopeful, and I smile.