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“Do what makes you feel good.” He strokes his thick cock as he waits for me to get into position.
He holds it steady as I position myself to take him inside me. With me on top, I take his full length and gasp at how far he reaches. He’s touching a place inside me that I didn’t know was there, and it sends a shockwave through my body.
“That’s your G spot, baby, rub it with my cock,” he instructs me.
I grind against him, slowly at first, and feel like a thousand fingers are tickling me from the inside. He grabs my ass and squeezes as I find my rhythm and lose myself in the fire that’s building in my very core. My legs quake as the rush of pleasure consumes me, and I cry out loudly. I don’t care. Any inhibitions that I might have had went out the window when I climbed on this ride. He leans up and brings his mouth to my breasts. He nibbles at my nipples, but the tinge of pain only adds to the myriad of feelings that are coursing through my body. It’s like owning an instrument that I never knew how to play. Now, hearing the melody for the first time, I don’t ever want this symphony to end.
He sits up beneath me and begins lifting me on and off his stiff member. I wrap my arms around his neck and collapse against his shoulders. It feels good but my orgasm has left me weak and wanting him to take over. He bounces my ass with one hand while gripping a handful of my hair with the other. His powerful strokes are tapping into the most feral parts of me. My second orgasm builds quickly, and I anticipate another explosion in my core, but as much as I long for it, there’s something that I want more. I want to feel him erupt inside me. I want to hear the sounds he makes when I please him. That’s what really gets me off. It’s the knowledge that I can give him what he wants.
We come together in a mind-shattering crescendo. Still grasping my head in his big hand, he holds me in position until his cock goes limp.
“Holy shit. That was amazing,” I stammer between labored breaths.
“It was, little girl. It was,” he whispers.
I lie on his chest, feeling safe and warm in his embrace.
“Did you have a good prom experience?” Ryan asks as he strokes my bare flesh.
“This was the best night of my life,” I answer with no need for contemplation.
“That’s good but now I’ll have to come up with ways to top it. You’re my girl, and I’m gonna make sure that you have nothing but happy memories from now on.”
I close my eyes and drift off to sleep in his arms. There’s nowhere else that feels like home anymore. I know that this is where I’m meant to be.
I wake up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and stumble out of bed. He’s laid out one of his tee shirts on the foot of the bed for me so I put it on and walk downstairs.
“Good morning, princess.” He kisses my forehead. “You look amazing in my shirt.”
I sit at the breakfast bar and sip the cup of coffee that he’s made for me while he prepares breakfast.
“What time is it?” I ask, still groggy.
“It’s almost noon. I guess we’re having breakfast for lunch. Did you sleep well?”
“I did. Did you?”
He slides a bowl of fruit in front of me, and I pop a fresh berry in my mouth.
“I’ve never slept better. We have to do this more often,” he replies.
He plates the eggs, toast, and bacon that he’s made and sits down beside me. As I eat, I wonder if any girl anywhere has a prom night memory as good as mine. I can’t imagine that anyone could top the night that Ryan gave me. I look at him and smile. He gives me a wink.
16
GRADUATION DAY
ROSE
It feels so surreal to finally put on a cap and gown and sit in the auditorium, waiting for my turn to walk to the stage. Ryan looks amazing, standing at the podium in his dark gray suit, and I gush with excitement knowing that soon we won’t have to hide our relationship anymore. My mother took off work to be here, and Ryan told me that he’s taking us both out to dinner tonight.
“Miller, Nelson, Nichols…” I sit on the edge of my seat and steady myself. “Rose O’Connor,” Ryan calls and I stand and walk to the stage, not taking my eyes off of him for a second. The walk seems endless, and I feel a sense of relief when I finally reach him. He grasps my right hand in his and places my diploma in my left. We remain still long enough for the photographer and my mother to snap our picture.
“Congratulations, princess,” Ryan whispers.
“Thank you, love,” I reply.
I return to my seat and open the leatherbound certificate menu that holds my diploma. There’s an envelope inside with my name written on it. I open it and find a handwritten note from Ryan that reads, “So proud of you baby,” and a diamond encrusted heart on a gold chain. I slide the note back inside the menu and place the necklace around my neck.
