She giggles, pressing her body against me. "So, just wondering - if we get married while we're here, does the rest of this vacation become a honeymoon? By default?"
I groan into her hair. "You know, I was just joking, but now I know you want it so badly, I'm inclined to make you wait."
"You're a very bad man," she says, pulling back to stroke my hair and smile at me. "But this is a very beautiful ring, and you walked through a monsoon to bring it to me. So I forgive you."
"Really?" I drag my mind out of the gutter, with a serious effort. "You don't mind that the previous owner probably sold it to pay for her lawyer after she caught her husband with six prostitutes?"
She whistles softly. "Six! That's a lot of prostitutes."
"Well, you know." I shrug. "Bulk discount. Not that I'd know anything about that."
"Right." She grins, biting her lower lip, and I lose a little more of my resolve. "Why would you need a discount? That's not classy."
"You know, once again, I'd like to emphasize that I have never paid for sex. Just for the record."
Meg's laughing at me. "Right. Of course." The love that shines in her eyes, though - that softens things a bit.
Well - some things. Not others. Decidedly not others.
"Now will you please get into a hot shower?" she asks, softly.
"I promise I'm not cold anymore." Just to drive the point home, I tilt my hips slightly towards her, sliding my stiff cock against her stomach. "But if it'll make you happy - naturally, I will."
"Good, then. That's settled." She closes her eyes for a moment, breathing me in. "I love you, Adrian."
Until now I haven't realized how much the anticipation of this moment was wrecking me. I thought there was a chance she'd say no, or tell me it was too early, or show some sign of hesitation, or…
Well, essentially anything besides happy crying and coy suggestions of anal sex.
I really couldn't have asked for a better outcome, and I know I don't deserve it. Not just her ass - any of it.
"I love you too." I've lost count of how many times I've said it, but it gets truer every time.
She stands up, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. Leading me into the shower, into scalding water, where she joins me, without even taking off her pink nightie.
"You're ruining that," I point out, resisting the urge to stroke myself to the sight of her. "Dry clean only."
"Oops." With a smirk, she lets one strap fall down her shoulder, and then the other. Slowly, she shimmies out of it, revealing herself to me one inch at a time. And it doesn't matter how many times I see her, this never gets old.
"Babe, I just decided something." I reach over and switch off the water. "You know that honeymoon we were talking about?"
Her eyes light up. "Yeah?"
I reach for a towel. "It starts now."
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