Shane
It’s early morning, and I’m lying in bed watching Katie sleep. Today is our last day at the beach house. We’re heading back this afternoon so we can meet up with her parents for dinner and then head home to get settled for work tomorrow. I have a lot to do at the club before our usual Monday night dinner and Katie will be going back to the office. Although Logan is still her main client, she’s taken on some others as well.
Katie has a slight smile on her face as she sleeps. She looks beautiful with the sun glowing against her flawless tanned skin. We spent most of yesterday lounging around on the beach. We soaked up some rays and enjoyed the warm ocean water. It really has been the perfect weekend.
I want to finish it off by making my girl breakfast in bed. I slip out as quietly as I can and head into the kitchen to start cooking. I’m going to keep it simple because I don’t want to wake her, and I want to make love to her one last time before we have to pack up and head back. A smile spreads across my face as I come up with an idea. I go straight to the fridge and begin pulling out everything I need for our little treat.
With everything loaded up onto a tray, I make my way back down the hall and place the food on the nightstand. Thankfully she’s sleeping completely naked, because I’m about to have some fun. Plucking one of the cut-up strawberries from the bowl, I gently rub it over her nipple, causing it to perk up. She doesn’t move or make a sound, so I pop the strawberry in my mouth and grab another one repeating the process to the other nipple. Again, it perks up, but she says nothing. This time, before popping it in my mouth, I rub some of its juices down the valley between her breasts to her stomach, leaving it in her belly button.
Her nipples are hard but she’s still not moving, other than the soft rise and fall of her chest from her relaxed breathing. It’s time to kick things up a notch. Grabbing the spoon from the container on the nightstand, I smear vanilla yogurt on her hardened nipples. She whimpers and moans when I replace the cold spoon with the warmth of my mouth. I’m rolling my tongue over her nipple as I suck on it, causing it to harden more. Now she’s awake. Trailing yogurt down her stomach to the strawberry, I follow with my tongue, lapping it up until I reach her belly button where the strawberry is resting. I eat it off of her as I look up into her beautiful eyes. I continue licking and kissing every inch of her flat stomach, devouring her like it’s my last meal. It’s time to get to my favorite part of this dish, her delicious little pussy.
Grabbing two strawberries, I plop one in her mouth. “This was supposed to be your breakfast in bed, but it appears I’m doing all the eating.” She swallows her strawberry and giggles as I wiggle my brows. Lowering myself, I rub the tip of the strawberry against her clit, the cold causes her to suck in a sharp breath. I quickly remove the cold strawberry and again replace it with my warm tongue, lapping up her juices. She’s soaked for me, already. “Mmmm, you taste mighty fine this morning.”
I glance up to find her eyes are closed and she’s biting her lip. She looks so sexy it makes me smile. Parting her folds, I continue feasting on her. She’s pinned down from the weight of my arms, and I know it’s killing her not being able to move. She tastes so good and I know she’s about to come, but I’m not ready yet. I give her a small break, blowing on her clit. She whimpers in protest but says nothing, knowing it will only delay her orgasm further. Beginning at the inside of her thigh, I kiss, nibble, and lick my way back to her beautiful pussy. Slipping my tongue deep inside her, I slowly start fucking her with it. She’s fighting to grind her hips into me, but I’m holding her still. I want total control of this orgasm and she’s trying to take that away from me.
I begin to slowly rub my thumb over her clit, working her back up. She’s getting close again, I can feel it. Pressing a bit harder with my thumb, I work my tongue a bit faster and deeper. She’s panting and moaning, telling me she’s on the brink. I want to taste her delicious juices. I roll her nub a bit harder and faster sending her into a shattering orgasm. She’s screaming my name while her juices flow onto my tongue. I continue rolling her nub as she rides out her earth-shattering orgasm. “Holy fuck,” she pants.
“I need to be inside you.” Without hesitation, I slide my entire length balls deep inside her tight pussy. She feels so damn good. “I love you so much, Katie Marie,” I whisper into her ear.
I slowly slide my cock in and out of her. She moans. “I love you too.” I gradually pick up my pace, working her back up. Her eyes close as she takes in the pleasure.
“Open those beautiful eyes for me, love.” She opens them and smiles up at me. “I want to look into your eyes when your next orgasm spirals through your beautiful body.” She bites her lip and wraps her legs around my waist.
“Shane,” she screams, and her legs tightening around my waist as her orgasm takes over. She starts to close her eyes, but they fly back open. I love how my name rolls off her tongue when I’m making love to her. I bury myself deep inside her one last time, emptying all I have into her.
Rolling off of her, I grab the tray and place it on her other side. She sits up a bit, and I start feeding her bits of the breakfast I’ve brought her. “Thank you for an amazing weekend. I wish it didn’t have to end.”
“Well it’s not quite over yet.”
She looks at her watch. “Yeah, but we leave in about three hours to head home.” She shrugs. “And then it’s back to reality.” I scoop some yogurt into her mouth before rolling over to grab her last surprise.
“Yeah, but I have one more surprise for you that I’m hoping will make this trip even more special.”
“Oh yeah?” she questions before taking a bite of the fruit salad I made. When she looks back over, I’m sitting next to her on the bed.
“Katie, my love, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I can say with the utmost certainty that there’s no other person on this earth I want to be with. I can’t imagine my life without you in it. Please tell me you will be by my side forever as my wife?” I open the box I’m holding, and a lone tear trickles down her cheek.
“Shane,” she says, exhaling the breath she’d been holding, but she says nothing more.
“Is that a yes?” I’m now a bundle of nerves because I have no idea what’s going through her head.
“Yes. Oh my God, yes, I’ll marry you.” I slip the platinum band onto her finger as she stares at it.
“It’s beautiful. Thank you so much.”
“I’m glad you like it. I designed it myself,” I tell her, nervous she wouldn’t like it.
“I love it,” she stares down at the ring. It has three diamonds, the center one just a bit larger than the two on either side.
Slipping my fingers into her hair, I pull her toward me until our lips meet. “No, thank you. You just made me the happiest man alive.”
***
Katie
We’re on our way home from our amazing weekend away. Shane made plans for us to go to my parents’ for our weekly dinner. I’m sure he was hoping that I would say yes so we would have something to celebrate. “Do you know what kind of wedding you want?” Shane asks me.
“Well, I hadn’t really thought about it, but since you proposed at the beach, how do you feel about a beach wedding?
“Baby, this is your big day. You can have whatever you want,” he says with a big smile.
“No, it’s our big day and it should be planned out the way we want it,” I tell him, stressing the our and the we.
“Yes, it is, but what you need to understand is all I want is for you to be happy. I will give you whatever you want.”
I giggle. “I think I want a beach wedding, but it’s too hot right now. We’ll have to plan it for when the weather will be nice. I don’t want us melting while we stand out there saying our vows.”
“That’s fine as long as you don’t make me wait years to marry you.”
“Nah, I’m thinking an early fall wedding, but I need to find a place that we can get married at outside. I do want an indoor reception. I don’t want the food out on the beach. It’s way too messy.”
“That I agree with. I’m sure Sky and Sadie will help you.”
I gasp. “Do my parents know?”
He laughs. “Yes, I asked your dad a while ago. I was just waiting for the right time to ask you. He doesn’t know that I asked you this weekend though, and I don’t know if he told your mom.”
“If I know my dad, he said nothing.”
“He told me he wouldn’t be telling your sister. He told me she has a big mouth, and that I shouldn’t tell her if I wanted to keep it a surprise.”
I burst out into laughter. “He’s right. She’s never been good at keeping a secret.”
We finally pull up to my mom and dad’s house and I instantly jump out of the truck to stretch my legs. Shane meets me, takes my hand and we walk toward the house together. We walk into the house and I announce that we’re there. “How was your trip?” my mother asks as she greets us in the living room.
“It was beautiful, but too short.” My father comes over to give me a hug and shake Shane’s hand. “You guys should have seen the place Shane got. It was directly on the beach. Like walk off the back deck onto sand.”
“Sounds nice,” my mother says.
“It was amazing. I mean seriously, it had a tub that could fit four.”
We all make our way into the kitchen so my mom can finish making dinner while we talk. My father hands Shane a beer and he pours me a glass of wine. “We spent all day yesterday relaxing in the sun and…” my voice trails off. “Taking dips in the water.” I wiggle my brows at Shane, who just shakes his head.
I continue. “The best part of the weekend, though, was this morning.”
“Why what happened this morning?” my mother questions, confused.
I walk over beside her hold up my left hand and say, “This,” showing her my engagement ring.
“Oh my, you mean.” She stumbles. “You’re getting married?” I nod at her excitement as she holds my hand looking at my beautiful one and a half carat diamond engagement ring.
“Welcome to the family, son,” my father says, shaking his hand.
“Thanks, she was very excited when I asked her this morning.”
“What’s all the excitement?” my sister asks as she comes running down the stairs.
“I’m engaged,” I shout, showing her my ring.
“Holy shit,” she says, taking my hand to look over my ring. “Nice job, Shane,” she says, praising Shane for picking such a beautiful ring. In true Kara fashion, she starts jumping up and down.
“Thanks, I designed what I thought she’d like.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal.
“Oh my God, oh my God, this means we get to plan your wedding,” she says, clapping excitedly.
“Yes and of course you’ll be in it,” I tell my sister. She jumps at me and wraps me in a hug.
“That’s awesome. I can’t wait.”
“Have you two talked about when you’ll marry?” my dad asks.
I go into what we know we want so far, and they both listen as I talk about planning my wedding. My mom announces that dinner is ready, so we continue the conversation in the dining room over dinner.
“I think a beach wedding is totally romantic.” Kara swoons like it’s her wedding.
“It is, but we’ll have to be prepared with a tent in case of rain,” my mother says, full of concern. I give my mom a look, because it seriously hardly ever rains here in the fall.
“Mom, I only want the ceremony on the beach and we’ll do it in September when it hardly ever rains. If it makes you feel better, we can have a tent as a backup.”
“It would make me feel better. I would hate for your day to be ruined by the one rainy day we get during the entire month of September.”
“If it makes you feel better.” I give my mom a warm smile over her concern.
“Are you going to make us wear tuxes out on the beach?” my father asks in a panic.
“We haven’t gotten that far in conversation, but I can tell you I have no desire to wear a tux on the beach. We’ll have to come up with something that looks nice but fits the theme of a beach wedding,” Shane says.
“But you said you’d do whatever I wanted. You said it was my wedding.” I pout at Shane.
His brows shoot up. I can see he’s freaking out over how to handle this. “Are you serious right now, with the puppy dog eyes?” I continue my look. “You want us to wear a tux on the beach?” He looks to my father for help but gets nothing. My father turns his head and begins eating.
I can’t hold out any longer. I burst into laughter, as does everyone else. “No, I don’t want you to wear a tux on the beach, but it was fun to watch your reaction.”
“Oh, wait until we get home.” Shane finally caves and starts laughing along with us.
“Yeah, what are you going to do?” I challenge him.
“Nothing your parents want us to discuss at the dinner table, so how about you drop it for now?”
I gasp and blush at his words, immediately standing to begin clearing the table. My mom and sister join in to help get everything from dinner cleaned up. My dad and Shane walk into the kitchen with the remainder of the dishes from the dining room. He says to Shane, “It’s nice to see my daughter so happy. Please be sure it stays that way.”
“You have my word.” Shane and my father shake hands. Shane turns to Kara. “Hey, Kara, now that you’re twenty-one, I may have a job for you.”
“No way.” She turns to him, excited.
“I’ll be hiring an assistant manager and if it’s one of the members of my staff, I may end up needing someone to replace them. I can give you a job as a cocktail waitress, but the big money is in bartending. You’d have to go to school for that.”
“I’m so down with going to school for that. I love the club life. It’s so much fun. I bet it’s a blast working there.”
“We have a good time, but we work hard and I’m telling you now you won’t get off easy because you’re my sister-in-law. You still need to pull your weight.”
“I will, I promise. I need a job so I can get out of this house.”
My father growls at her statement. “Daddy, you have to let her grow up,” I say as I rub my dad’s arm in comfort.
“I know and I will as soon as she does,” he says, obviously pissing Kara off. She crosses her arms over her chest.
“Did I miss something?” Shane asks.
My father looks at Shane. “She told you she wanted a club job, but I told her I’d like her to go back to school for something and I didn’t mean bartending,” he turns to Kara and giving her a dirty look.
Kara takes off up the stairs. I can see Shane feels bad. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you disagreed with her choice of jobs.”
“I think it’s time we get going,” I say, and Shane nods in agreement.
My father sighs, “Shane, I don’t mean to knock what you do. You work hard and I know you’ll take good care of my Katie.” He sighs. “As a dad, I just…” he trails off.
“I know I don’t have any kids yet so I can’t say I understand, but it seems you have to let her decide how hard she wants to work. One of two things will happen. She’ll bust her ass and make good money, or she’ll come to you and say ‘Dad, you were right. I need a better job.’” Shane stands, putting his hand out to shake hands with my dad.
My dad looks up at him, shakes his hand, and says, “You’re all right.”
I hug my mom and dad good-bye, and we head for home. I had fun talking about our wedding and I can’t wait to start planning things out, but right now I’m anxious to see what Shane has in mind for me. I’ve been wet since his dirty little threat at the dining room table. I glance over at him, realizing I’m one lucky woman. I cared a great deal for Collin and I was devastated when he passed, but it made me realize just how short life is. I love Shane and I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life living it to the fullest right by his side.
The End