“What’s wrong baby?”


“Doesn’t look like nuthin’ from the deep lines on your forehead.” Chrissie moved over to the sofa, she knelt on the floor and shuffled between Braden’s legs.  Resting her body over his she gazed into his brown eyes.  Braden let out a huge sigh and wrapped his arms around her.

“Tell me” Chrissie pushed the palms of her hands over his chest… reaching towards his neck. Her touch was soft and gentle as her fingers reached up into Braden’s thick dark hair at the back of his neck.

“Just thinking ‘bout stuff..you know?”

“What ‘stuff’?”

“You and me”

Chrissie pressed herself against him harder then leaned to kiss him.  His lips looked good enough to eat when he pouted.  Placing a single kiss she resisted the temptation to suck and nibble them.  Pulling away she studied his face. He was so beautiful; olive skin, smooth and silky… a few hours worth of stubble now showing making him look scruffy but in a good way and thick dark lashes that enhanced deep brown eyes.

“Why are you worrying about you and me? Is there something you’re not telling me? Something I should be worried about?” It only just hit her that maybe he was trying to tell her something…something that she wasn’t going to like… her body tensed. She studied his eyes, waiting for an answer.

Nervously Braden ran his tongue across his lower lip… took a huge gulp before speaking. “I want to ask you something.”

“Ask” Chrissie sat back, letting her hands fall away from around Braden’s neck they fell to his chest and rested there.

“Do you love me?” As he asked, he took her hands and held them; he concentrated his gaze on her face…ready for any reaction.

“Of course I do, why would you think I don’t?” Chrissie began to fidget and held onto his hands tightly.

“Enough to spend the rest of your life with me?”

Chrissie opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. She was about to try again but Braden spoke before she had a chance.

“Will you marry me Chrissie?”

As he asked he squeezed both of her hands tightly and stared longingly…waiting for her reply.

Tears filled Chrissie eyes.  Leaning forward she pressed her mouth over his.  The kiss was tender and sweet.  When she pulled away she replied.


Braden’s smile stretched across his face… he’d been so terrified to ask, in case she wasn’t ready to commit so early on in their relationship but he knew they were meant to be together.

Chrissie breathed a sigh of relief, “You know for a moment there, I thought you were going to tell me something bad…like you wanted to finish with me.”  She moved in closer for another kiss.  His lips parted eagerly as her tongue slipped into his mouth. A groan released deep from his throat.  He wanted to taste the sweetness of her mouth and their tongues began a frenzied battle.  Braden suckled her tongue before releasing it, his eyes focused on her soft, plump lips before taking one into his mouth and sucking.  She pulled away after a short time… Braden let out a huge sigh.

“Hmm… baby, I couldn’t live without you… you’re my world.” Braden pulled his hands from hers and cupped her face.  He gently pushed her back so he could lean forward to kiss her.  He loved the feel of her lips against his and thought of her touch constantly. Never in his life had he felt this way about anyone, he couldn’t get enough of her.

“I love you so much” he breathed into her mouth between kisses, his words were soft and husky.  “I want you.”

Chrissie let out a soft groan when Braden flashed his tongue across her lips.  She could never say no to this man.  Her body melted beneath his touch and when he spoke in that sexy deep voice she would shiver.  There was something so seductive about him whispering to her, especially when she was aroused. That was usually all of the time when they were together.

Braden slid off the sofa onto his knees; shuffling behind Chrissie he pressed his body close to hers.  One hand he kept holding her face… which he gently pushed to the side while he continued teasing her with his tongue across her lips. His other hand slipped around her waist, pulling her close.  She could feel his arousal hardening beneath the denim of his jeans when he ground himself against her.  Chrissie melted like butter. She relaxed against his chest and reached her hand to finger his hair while they kissed.  Soft groans left her mouth when Bradens hand moved under her top to caress her breast.  As usual, she wasn’t wearing a bra which Bradon loved.  Her breasts were one of her many assets that drove him crazy. They felt heavy in his hands as he palmed each one in turn. He pinched her nipples, teasing them, making them hard between his finger and thumb.  Chrissie moaned helplessly at his touch.

“You want something else baby?” the gravelly voice breathed against her neck.


Removing his hand from her face Braden started on his zipper. The growing monster in his jeans needed liberation from the constraints of the tight denim.  Reluctantly he released his hold on her breast and started to tug on her sweatpants. Chrissie, eager to get naked, assisted by shoving them down then quickly eased them past her knees.  Braden had already started on her panties and they were soon to join the discarded sweatpants on the floor.

Braden nudged his cock between Chrissie’s legs.  Her slickness enabled him to slide between her folds easily.  With her wanton body begging for satisfaction she leaned forward onto the sofa, her ass and wares fully exposed, ready. Braden didn’t wait for a written invitation; his hand moved around to her mound and slid his fingers between her moist folds.  Chrissie’s breathing turned to shallow pants as he worked his magic. He teased her slowly, circling her clitoris encouraging her body to bend to his will.  The honey between her legs coated his length as he pressed against her harder. He needed to be inside his lover, to hear her cry out when she came.

Braden held the base of his cock with his free hand and guided himself to enter the heat of his lover.  As he pushed inside the slickness of the sheath that gripped his cock made him curse.

Chrissie found similar words falling from her lips and when Braden pumped into her with long strokes, her breathing faltered. She pushed her hands to the back of the sofa so she could brace herself against the pounding of Braden’s thrusts.  Sounds of skin against skin mingled with heavy sighs rattled around the room.  Reaching his hand to the soft hair beneath her neck he gave it a tug, causing her to groan loudly.  His other hand had already nestled in between her cleft; the soft pads of his fingers were mercilessly toying with her clitoris which hardened quickly.

“Oh God Bray I’m almost there…” Chrissie managed to speak out between breaths.

“Come for me… just for me babe” Braden’s husky words ran over her skin making the tiny soft hairs stand on end.

Braden could feel Chrissie when she started to come… her muscles tightened around him and involuntary jerking of her hips brought his own climax too.

Harder he slammed her against the sofa, jabbing her quickly bringing his orgasm forward.  Chrissie cried out and cursed as he pulled at her hair yanking her up to a kneeling position.  His fingers milked her orgasm perfectly, prolonging the ecstasy as long as possible while he pumped himself deep inside and spilled his pleasure into her. When Chrissie’s cries turned to soft whimpers he ceased his playing and fell still against her hot skin.

“Oh fuck Chrissie… I love you” He managed to breath. He held her close to his sweat drenched body and nestled his face into her neck.“I love you more” She smiled and fell against her new to be husband.

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