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Emily
While I waited for Chad, I crawled into bed to read. There was so much reading to do in law school; it was complete overload. There were so many times that the words got blurry or I’d fall sound asleep midsentence. That was what happened that night. I was asleep about ten pages into my corporate-law reading.
I must have been dreaming about Chad. His naked body was flush to mine. He smelled of masculinity and of sex. I could feel him touching me between my legs as he kissed me. I felt myself getting aroused.
He had such a profound effect on my body. My heart began to race, and my breathing became more labored. Part of his hand massaged my clit as two of his fingers probed the inside of my body with such expertise. I’d never had such explicit dreams before I met him. He sucked on my neck and my ears. His breath fueled my desire. I knew I needed to find my release. The feeling was too good to waste.
As my orgasm started, I heard his voice. “Let go, angel. You are so beautiful.”
Maybe I wasn’t dreaming. This was even better. Chad crawled on top of me and replaced his fingers with his penis. Oh, this was so much better. I couldn’t speak. There was a part of me that still felt like I was dreaming, and I knew I’d never want to wake up from this marvelous feeling.
“Feel good, angel?” he asked me.
I couldn’t respond. I moaned something incoherently. Chad began to make love to me slowly and lovingly. His body completely and thoroughly melted into mine. I was a bundle of nerves and sensations. It was heavenly. He found my mouth and made love to that part of me as well. I knew I wanted to be woken up like this more often. God, I loved this man.
When we were both spent, he rolled off of me and pulled me into his arms. “I love you,” he murmured dreamily.
“Love you so much,” I murmured back. Yes, this was heaven.
We had to buckle down and focus on our studies the next few weeks. Since neither of us could stand being apart, I asked my dad if it was OK for Chad to move in. He was surprisingly supportive. Chad had a lease on his apartment, but the landlord said he could sublet it if he found someone. He found another law student in less than a week. We were happy he wasn’t going to be stuck paying rent on a place he wasn’t living in anymore.
Fortunately we would have almost two weeks over Christmas to spend together with no schoolwork. I was ready for this round of exams to be over and to have a break. We spent an exorbitant amount of time in the library. Law school was no joke.
Things were great between us. We fell into a very easy pattern. I could feel myself falling more in love with him every day. He was considerate, intellectual, passionate, and fun. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect boyfriend.
Chad told me he wanted to go to the obstacle course after our last exam to blow off some steam. We had been there a few times over the semester and always had so much fun. I couldn’t believe how hard it was to scale up walls and army crawl under low-bearing ropes. We hadn’t worked out as often over the past few weeks because there weren’t enough hours in the day. But working out was something we really enjoyed doing together, and it sounded like a perfect way to end the semester.
After the last exam, we went home to grab a bite to eat and change into workout clothes. We talked about taking a cab to the facility but agreed the thirty-minute walk would do us some good. During the walk we talked about the exam we had just taken. We were both doing great in school. It was so convenient having a constant study partner living with me.
“I’m excited to have you all to myself for the next couple of weeks, without schoolwork hanging over our heads,” Chad said enthusiastically.
He looked so happy. It was infectious. “I feel the same way. First order of business is to kick your ass on the obstacle course!”
We definitely had a lot of pent-up energy. We crawled, climbed, and scurried our way through every station. One minute I’d be ahead. Next, he would be in front of me. Occasionally he’d give me a kiss or pinch my ass. We laughed continually and didn’t pay any attention to anyone else there.
The final obstacle had us climb up a thirty-foot rock-climbing wall, swing on a Tarzan rope to the top of a slide, then slide down onto some cushy gymnastics mats. We slid down the slide together, and we landed in a tangled heap, laughing. We were sweaty and breathing heavily and laughing like schoolchildren.
Suddenly Chad grabbed me and gave me a solid kiss. I kissed him back, still laughing.
“Marry me,” he said. I stopped laughing and just stared at him. I couldn’t speak.
“I love you. Will you marry me?” he asked again.
Holy crap, where had this come from? I loved him, but marriage?
Chad seemed uncomfortable when I didn’t answer. He reached into his pocket and took out a beautiful ring. It looked like an antique. We were still lying on the mat at the bottom of the slide. “It was my grandmother’s,” he said seriously. He presented the ring to me, and I looked at it. It was magnificent. It had a large sapphire in the middle and two large diamonds on each side of it. It was obvious it was an older ring. It was, by far, one of the most beautiful rings I had ever seen. I was afraid to touch it. I just stared at it so I didn’t have to look at him.
Chad gently grabbed my chin and lifted my face so I was forced to look at him. “Emily, please answer me. I love you so much. Will you marry me?”
I looked at him with tears in my eyes and said, “No, I’m so sorry Chad. I can’t.”
The End