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She rolled off me and onto the bed, and I got up and retrieved my pants. In the front pocket was a velvet pouch tied with a ribbon, which I retrieved and handed to her.

She unwrapped the tiny package and gasped.

The rings were custom-made by a Florence jeweler she’d found and loved. I’d been in London for a couple days, so they’d couriered the rings over to me while I was in town.

The base was 24 karat, but they had an inlaid design of platinum that twirled and twisted in a pattern, with tiny diamonds set into the woman’s ring.

“Oh my God,” she whispered, getting all choked up.

“Do you like them?”

“I love them!” she exclaimed, and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Good.”

After we kissed, she went back to staring at the rings.

“It should complement your engagement ring,” I said. “I gave them photographs, and they did their best to match it.”

She put the ring next to her diamond, though not on her finger. “It’s gorgeous.” She looked up at me and smiled. “I love them, but I’ve got to say, the engagement ring still has the best story behind it.”

“I agree.”

Her engagement ring was based on a toy I’d gotten out of a bubblegum machine, then hadn’t given her – but had carried around with me during the dark months when I’d flipped out and stupidly broken up with her. The gold and diamond engagement ring made up for all my regrets in not listening to my true feelings – but it was the toy that had always kept her in my heart, even when we were apart.

I noticed she kept admiring the ring and placing it next to the diamond, but never slipping it onto her finger.

“Try it on,” I suggested.

She gave me an Are you crazy? look. “No, I think that’s definitely bad luck.”

“No it’s not,” I said, and teasingly held my own ring a few inches above my finger. “See, watch – ”

“STOP THAT!” She jumped on top of me, trying to keep me from slipping on the ring.

“No, no, it’s just a superstition!” I laughed as we wrestled, her squirming on top of me as I kept the ring just out of her reach.

“Give it to me!”

I was enjoying the feel of her sliding on top of me naked. “What are you going to give me in return?”

She stopped struggling for the ring, and looked down mischievously. “Oh, you want something, do you?”

She backed up slowly along my body, her boobs swaying freely – until she lowered enough for her nipple to graze my cock.

“What do you want, baby?” she whispered seductively as her nipple traced all the way from the underside of my head all the way to my balls.

I just stared and breathed harder as her breast tickled my cock back to a full erection.

“You’re going to make me guess?” she pouted playfully. “How about… this?”

She let her breasts dangle on either side of my cock, so that she was enveloping me in her cleavage.

She began to run her breasts along the length of my shaft, caressing me with the softest skin on her body.

“Unnnh,” I moaned as my cock strained against her tits.

“Or how about… this?” she whispered, then put her face right next to my cock. First she brushed it with her cheek, nuzzling it… then she let her hair trace softly over it… and then she started licking. First on the sides, then on the edges of my crown, then on the ridge of skin right below the head.

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