Chapter Nine
Henry
It’s been two days, and I can’t stand it anymore. I want her to be mine in every way. I don’t care if we’ve only been back together for two days. This was ten years in the making. But we can’t seem to stop making love so I can do what I need to.
“Where are you going? Come back to bed.” Kory reaches for me, and I look back at the bed to see her naked body spread out on the silky sheets.
“Why do you have to make everything so difficult?” I say, going back to bed and crawling on top of her. “I’m trying to do something and you’re tempting me to the point of insanity.”
“If you’re crazy, then I hope they put me in the same cell as you.” She leans in and lowers her voice. “Because I think I might be feeling the exact same way.”
“Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to get out of this bed while you’re naked?”
“If I had to take a guess, I’d say pretty hard.” She snakes her hand down between us and wraps it around my length.
“You’re a witch.” I hiss as her hands stroke up and down, slowly milking my hard cock. “Don’t stop.”
The tip of my cock brushes against her wet lips, and I feel pearls of cum leak out of me. A shiver rolls down my spine and I have to hold back the urge to enter her.
“Just once more,” she whispers as she runs her tongue along the shell of my ear.
With her one request, I’m forgetting all my plans again. I grab her wrists and pin them above her head as I thrust hard into her. Her legs wrap around me, and she moans with delight as I take her roughly.
“Just once? Is that all you want, baby?” I grit my teeth as the tight grip of her pussy surrounds me.
“No,” she breathes, and it’s music to my ears.
“This is forever, isn’t it?”
She nods, but I squeeze her hands, wanting to hear the words.
“Forever, Henry.”
I’ll never get tired of her telling me she’s mine. That she and I are in this for the long haul. I knew from the beginning that it would always be the two of us. We were destined for it, and there was never any stopping it. No matter how hard we tried to screw it up.
“Say it,” I growl, needing to hear the words.
“I love you,” she says instantly, and I grow bigger and harder inside her.
Nothing turns me on more than to hear her admission of love. It’s the one thing I need to hear, but she doesn’t seem to mind saying it.
Her body tightens as her orgasm slides through her and she peaks with a shout. Her shaking thighs are tired from all of our lovemaking today, but neither of us can bring ourselves to call for a break.
I may die in this bed between her thighs, but I don’t think I could ask for a better way to go.
I’m unable to hold off any longer as the pulses of her pussy beg me to join her in paradise. I wrap my arms around her and grunt out my release inside of her. Our bodies are slick from passion, and it’s primal and real. I’ve never been more open and honest with anyone in my life, and the intimacy we share is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
“Now can I get up from the bed?” I ask, rubbing my nose against hers.
She nods with her eyes closed. She’s smiling, but she looks like she might fall asleep. When I pull out, she groans at the loss and I kiss her softly before I get up from the bed and go to the closet.
I reach for the box at the top, pulling it down and taking it back to the bedroom with me. Kory is on her side with her eyes closed, but when I sit down on the edge of the bed and watch her, she opens them sleepily.
I brush a lock of hair off her shoulder and lean over, kissing the bare skin there. “I’ve got a present for you.”
Her smile grows as she looks at me then at the box in my lap. “What is it?”
Carefully, I open the lid and push away the white tissue. Kory sits up and looks down into the box as I pull out a pair of white shoes covered in rhinestones. They sparkle in the light and it takes her a second before she recognizes them. When she does, she gasps and puts her hand over her mouth.
They’re the shoes she left on the porch the night of the prom. I look up to see surprise on her face, but I only smile at her. It was the only thing she left behind, and all I had to keep with me all these years.
“I see you remember them,” I say, and she nods, still not saying a word. “I didn’t bother letting every girl in town try them on, because I knew who my princess was, even back then. When I found them that night on the porch, I couldn’t leave them. So, in my panic while looking for you, I brought them home with me.” I look at the shoes and then back at Kory, smiling. “After I found out you were okay, I held on to them, thinking that maybe they’d be a good excuse to see you again. I kept telling myself that if I had them, then you’d have to see me.”
“Henry, I’m so sorry. All those years wasted—”
I place a kiss on her lips, silencing her apology. We both made mistakes.
“After time passed and I knew you weren’t going to speak to me, I realized I was keeping them for selfish reasons. That if I had one part of you, no matter how small, then it was real. We were real.”
I place the box in her lap and take her hands in mine.
“I saved these, hoping that one day I’d get to place them on you again. I wished with all my heart that we would find our way back to one another. That I’d get to see you wearing them one more time in a white dress. I hoped—when there was no reason to—that you’d have these on while you were becoming my wife.”
There are tears in her eyes, and I wipe them away.
“Become my wife, Kory. Finish what we started ten years ago and spend your life with me. Make me your husband and let me be a father to our babies.”
“Yes,” she cries as she throws herself at me.
She hits me so hard she knocks me back on the bed, but I wrap my arms around her and roll us over until I’m on top of her.
“Yes?” I ask, needing to hear it again.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she exclaims, laughing and kissing my lips.
“I’ll never get tired of hearing that,” I say, sitting up and pulling her from the bed.
“Where are we going?” There’s surprise and shock in her voice.
“To get married. You think I’m going to give you a chance to get out of my grasp? Think again, baby.”
“You’re joking,” she says disbelievingly as I scoop her up in my arms and carry her into the shower.
“When it comes to you getting away from me, I never joke.”
“I guess marrying me is one way to make sure I stay.”
I smack her ass as I walk her under the spray of the water, and her giggles echo off the tile.
“I love you,” I say, kissing her lips as the water runs between us.
“I love you, too.”