Page 103 of The Proposal Problem


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The idea that people could potentially see us while we’re in the middle of banging is a thrill I’m incredibly fond of.

As Anton’s thrusts grow harder and fuller, I’m climbing further and further up a mountain of pleasure. I can feel Anton’s cock spasming, pulsing against the entrance of my cunt as well as inside of me.

I arch my back and thrust up at Anton as he plows into me, and I moan wildly. I dig my nails from my free hand into whatever I can get ahold of.

I wouldn’t be surprised if when I got to see the aftermath, it might look like he picked a fight with a bear.

“I’m coming!” I yell.

I slowly feel the mountain that’s my orgasm come crashing down in an avalanche of overwhelming pleasure. I rotate my hips and lock him against me as I ride it all the way out.

Just as I catch my breath, Anton’s cock throbs hard in my pussy, and he flexes himself hard into me one last time, exploding inside of me, coating my insides with his hot, creamy cum.

He moans into my ear, his head hanging down next to mine. His panting pushes his warm breath onto my neck, bringing goosebumps to the surface of my skin all over again.

He pulls out of me, and both of our cum starts gushing from my pussy and onto the mattress below us. Anton turns himself and lays next to me, caressing my sides and my stomach for a moment before finally removing the blindfold.

“I love you, Percy.”

“I love you too, Anton,” I reply.

I’ve never been a happier woman than I am today—than I am right now.

All this seems like some crazy dream.

“Anton, can I say something?”

“Of course. Anything, Percy.”

“I just feel like I’m letting myself live the life I want instead of the life I’ve paved for myself. And I don’t want it to end. Ever,” I explain.

“Who says it has to, Perce? Everything’s perfect,” he responds, kissing my forehead reassuringly.

“I just—I know I’m not going to remember tonight, is all. And I want to. I want to be able to remember every second of this.”

“Well, darling, you don’t have to remember tonight to know how you feel. And no matter what state of mind you’re in, or where you decide to go, or what you do, you’ll be mine. And I’ll be yours. Forever.”

Anton kisses me lovingly, tilting my chin up and pressing hard against my lips with his own. As our lips part, I rest my head against his chest.

“I love you, Anton.”

“I know, Persephone. I love you, too.”

As much as I want to fight it, and despite the obnoxious music still booming in the common space of the suite, I’m fucking exhausted. My eyes flutter for a bit before finally closing, and I drift off to sleep against my husband.

Husband.Wow. Yeah. Okay.

Believe it or not…I kind of like the sound of that.

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