DESSY

This was the most magnificent gift I’d ever received. Bear was my dream man in every meaning of the term but he’d really made me mad. That act reminded me of all the guys before him who would just use me for whatever and drop off the face of the earth. That stunt brought me back to Dessy 1.0, when I was young, dumb and stupid. Not that I was perfect now but I swear it was a flashback.

Then finding out I was pregnant was bitter sweet because we’d been planning for that moment and I could barely enjoy it without heartache. The excitement on his face when he thought I was pregnant; I’d never forget. I was determined to give him a child but then he pulled that stunt and it didn’t seem so joyous anymore. I had to come to terms that I may be having the child and not Bear. He could have a relationship if he wanted but it wouldn’t with me. That would have been heartbreaking but that’s how mad I was.

As of late, with only three days to go on our two-week trip, I was no longer mad. I was grateful for Bear. Upset that I’d been such a bitch to him and he was just taking it. The man didn’t lay one hand on me the entire trip. He never made a move and he paid thousands for us to come out here.

For me.

I loved him, wholeheartedly and there was really no reason to keep us from enjoying every part of the trip. It took me awhile but I finally got it. Shay even said, I held a grudge worse than her and she could be downright vengeful.

When he came to bed that night, he stayed over the covers like we agreed but by the time we woke up, I was snuggled under him. My man held me but didn’t move even though his cock was hard as a rock, peeking through his shorts. I wanted to touch it and rub it for him but instead I rose, stripped right there and sashayed my ass to the bathroom with the hope that he’d follow.

I should have known better.

Bear didn’t do games.

He needed biker straight talk. So later that afternoon, when we emerged from our latest adventure, I washed off and instead of playing, I simply straddled him on the couch and whispered against his lips.

“Want you inside me.”

“Dessy!” He was warning me to not play with him, to mean it and know what that meant.

“I know what it means.” I kissed his lips as his hands grabbed my ass.

“Dessy,” he sighed against my lips.

That meant he loved me. I was becoming fluent in Bear talk. He moved his cargo pants down and I slid on his hard cock as we both breathed in each other’s air.

“God,” I exclaimed as he said, “Fuck.”

Once I adjusted to his large girth invading my small pussy, I began to ride my man. To remind him of what I could do with my body, what he’d missed, what I’d missed. My hips twirled around and around but towards the end, Bear grabbed my ass, digging his fingers in my flesh and fucked me hard.

“This what you want?” he grunted.

“God, yes,” I answered him.

“Want it hard like that?”

“Harder.”

My ass was slamming down on him causing the noises that could be heard above our panting with the slaps to his lap. They were loud and frequent.

“Take it, Bear,” I bit his lip and the man growled as he released inside of me after a few more thrusts.

“Fuck, Dessy,” Bear sighed before he brought his hand up to the back of my neck and devoured my mouth.

He was back to taking control, back to owning every aspect of my body and taking what he needed from me.

Now that, is what I loved.

Him.

That.

******

THE NEXT FEW DAYS HAD us going on our various excursions and fucking until the sun started to show itself. One morning, we made love on the balcony as we watched it rise. That was special, since I was sitting on his lap with my legs tied together with a rope and his hand on my neck, keeping it up so we could see the sun rise as I slid up and down his erect dick. I came so many times because he was in my ear, telling me how much he loved my tight, slippery cunt. How I needed to not wake the couple below us. How this sunrise was the absolute best since he’d be blowing in my wet snatch. His finger rimmed my tight hole and he kept it there so when I came back down I was being penetrated in both holes.

Bear was so fucking dirty and I loved it.

He said he’d love me till there was no more breath in him. Until the day he died and that’s how long I had to be with him.

Once the sun was up, I sped up my motions causing him to come, then I laid against him and told him that he’d had until I was no longer breathing to be with me and that if worst came to worst, I’d get Shay to shank him so he’d see things my way.

This caused him to laugh, then he drew a bath with the fresh earthy scent of myrrh as our bodies rejuvenated. We had to leave that day but Bear wasn’t done with the purpose of the trip. When I finally woke up, he was sitting in a chair next to the bed. It was almost like Déjà vu.

“What’s wrong?” I jumped up almost thinking this was a conversation like the last.

“Nothing, sweetheart. Nothing.” He was smiling.

“Why are you in a chair like that? Why aren’t you in bed? The last time you were in a chair, you left me and I didn’t talk to you for a month.” My heart was racing and body felt feverish.

“Dessy, no. Nothing like that. Calm down.” He dropped to his knees and grabbed my hands. “Calm down.”

“Ok, what’s wrong?” I asked again.

“Absolutely nothing is wrong. Everything is right.” He tried to reassure me. “Let me just get this out, okay?”

My head nodded.

“You came into my life like a force to be reckoned with. Wouldn’t accept my surly ways, bypassed my defenses and like a ninja, stole my fucking heart. Made me feel even when I didn’t know anything was left. My brotherhood saved me once and you, my sweet girl, saved me from myself. Can’t live without you. Won’t do it, really. You’re everything to me, Dessy. Not because you’re carrying my child but you’re so sweet to want to build a family with me. I know that dream led you to me but I swear you’ll always belong with me. Fucking love you to death. It’s been months but I’m an old ass man and I want to live for once. For something. For you. For us.” He sighed. Tears were dropping from my eyes like a leaky faucet. “Marry me, Deseri. Don’t have to be big or small. I don’t fucking care, just marry me. I promise to...”

“Yes, Bear.” I jumped on him, taking us both to the floor. “Yes.”

“You will?” he asked as he put me under him.

“Yes, you grizzly bear,” Dessy exclaimed.

I swooped down to kiss her lips but she took it beyond that. We had to be downstairs in forty-five minutes and she was fucking around.

It was a quickie but so fucking good. I swear she was made for me.