Louis took a whiff of my hair and said, "I ain't gonna lie, I had some great expectations for us last night. But walking in and seeing you draped on those sheets with your hair spread over the pillow like a veil … that sight made me gasp for air. I didn't know if I'd be able to make it until morning to propose. I watched you sleep for hours last night … you're breathtaking, you know that?"
"Oh no! Louis, my parents! They'll flip—they won't understand. I'm only eighteen … they're going to kill me when they find out about us," I said, sitting up as reality and panic finally made an appearance.
"First of all you're nineteen and second, your parents already know."
What? Come again. Was this Louis' idea of a joke? I needed a better explanation. "What do you mean they know?"
"I've known that I wanted to marry you since that first day we spent together in my house."
"Louis, I'm still confused. Can you start at the beginning? My parents knew you were going to ask me to marry you, as in, not in two years from now but now, today?" I asked, trying to slowly comprehend this crazy situation. He sat up in bed, too, and faced me. The panic and disbelief on my face must've prompted him to start filling in the blanks.
"Jenna and Mike have known for about a week now. Jenna even came with me to Cartier to help me pick out your ring. Sara knows, too, by the way. But I didn't tell her until yesterday before I picked you up. I couldn't decide if she'd be able to hold that kind of information back from you. I wasn't about to chance it."
My sister had known for two weeks that my life was about to change drastically, and she didn't tell me anything. Sara knew that I was being proposed to.
Louis just kept rambling. "I had Jenna and Mike arrange a meeting for me to talk to your parents privately. They came to the Crown Affairs office a week ago. I explained to your parents that I love you very much. I told them I want to spend the rest of my life lost in those eyes of yours. I made it clear that I can't and won't live without you. I also told them I'm old enough to know you are IT for me. I assured them that I have a successful business and that I would provide for you like a queen."
This was really happening? Was there a hidden camera somewhere? I frantically looked around the room.
"Your dad asked 'What's the rush?' He couldn't understand why we couldn't continue dating and then see where it led us a few years from now. I told him that whatever we feel for one another wouldn't change because of time. Your mom then said that she thinks you're too young to get married. She worried that we wouldn't be able to handle living together. I told her living together is not our problem—it's the living without one another that is unacceptable. She then asked me if I'd gotten you pregnant. I assured both of them we haven't had intercourse … in the Biblical sense," he said, winking and smirking at me.
"Jenna and Mike were there, too, so they told your parents that you and I are in love. Mike even told your dad that he's known me for years and has never seen someone more serious and in love than me and you. Jenna told them she thinks that your age is irrelevant. That age only comes into play in a serious relationship like ours when two people are too young to support each other financially. This meeting of ours took over two hours. By meeting's end I had your parents' halfhearted blessing. I think it was a big shock for them. They needed some time to process it all."
I was trying to picture this scary meeting in my head. I'd kill to have been a fly in that room. I couldn't even imagine what my parents were thinking during this Louis Bruel ambush.
"Your parents and Nana came to see me the next day at my office. I did a small rendition for Nana Rose from the meeting she missed the day before. I told her that I would love her beautiful granddaughter for the rest of my life. I told her that you and I are soul mates. I walked her around my side of the table and showed her a picture of us."
"What picture?" I asked, entranced by his story telling.
"Baby, you've never seen it. It's from that party the night we first saw each other. Architectural Digest was there that night. There was a photographer taking candid pictures of the space for an article they were writing on that particular property. They took a panoramic picture of the party. It was an aerial shot. I saw the picture in the magazine two weeks later. I found myself in the picture staring at you while you were passing me by. Seeing that picture confirmed I was already in love with you then. I had the picture blown up and framed. I said to Nana 'Bashert is Bashert.' She pulled me down and gave me a kiss on my cheek," Louis said proudly, pointing to his dimpled cheek. "She then said 'zol zein mit mazel' which you know means you are the most handsome man my granddaughter will ever meet."
"It does not mean that, you big buffoon," I said, pushing him back down. He pulled me down with him.
"Your parents, including Nana, gave me their full blessing this time. That's when I told them about Turks and Caicos and your birthday surprise."
I couldn't believe he went to battle for us like that in front of my parents without me. Wow, even my nana gave him the green light. That was huge!
"What about your mom? Does she know?" I asked curiously.
"She knew even before we came out to see her that day. I speak to her every day. She knows what you are to me. After meeting you once she told me that she approves of you, of us, without a shadow of a doubt."
"God, I can't believe you did all this for me, for us. I know hands down that I am the luckiest girl in the whole world to have you."
"Thank you Em, for giving me and us a chance. I know I don't deserve someone as beautiful and sweet, and pure both on the inside and out as you. But I promise I will make you proud to call me your husband."
"Louis, I love you but I hate to disappoint you. I'm not so pure," I said, getting on my knees and removing my satin camisole. His eyes traveled up to my bare breasts as I sat naked in his lap. I then asked him, "Will you please make love to me as my future husband?"
"Yes ma'am." He saluted me and flipped us both on the bed so I was now pinned under him. "I don't have any condoms and I never want to wear one with you," he said while hovering over me.
"Louis, I know. We spoke about this already. But what happens if I get pregnant? I'm not on the pill."
"Well, I guess I'd have to marry you then."
We both laughed.
"Emily, seriously I don't want to hurt you. I know how petite and tight you are. First I'll need to make you very wet. Then I'll need to stretch you out with my fingers. I will not penetrate you until I make you come at least three times. Is that understood?"
"Yes sir," I retorted, saluting my sex commander at his well-laid plan.
Chapter 25
Worth waiting for...
He lowered his head to give me a lazy kiss that quickly morphed into the most desperate kiss I have ever experienced to this day. His lips were swallowing me whole. I was swimming inside his delicious mouth. I could feel every bump of his demanding tongue. We would alternate taking in deep breaths and then once again plunge into each other's mouths. Our kiss was so lustful you'd think we hadn't seen each other in years.
Louis made me feel wanton and unapologetic for my animalistic response to his touch. I was running my fingers through his hair, down his lean back, and over his bulging muscular arms. I wanted to touch every inch of his beautiful smooth skin. I slipped my hands under his silk boxer shorts and cupped his firm ass in my hands, pulling him and his stiff cock down onto me. I could feel myself moisten.
Louis nestled himself between my parted legs and pressing against my mound only added more wood to an already burning fire; no pun intended. He suddenly left my lips as though someone had torn him from me by force. Still panting hard, Louis grabbed my breast and squeezed, giving one of my engorged nipples a wet lick while squeezing the other between his fingers. He continued lapping his tongue down my shaking core and licked into my belly button, finding my small ring and tugging it with his teeth. He then sucked at it, making me cry out. His hands were still kneading my breasts when
he positioned his head at my entrance.
"Your pussy is calling my name, baby." He proceeded to part my labial lips and push his tongue all the way in and then out of me.
"Ahhhh, Louis, I want your cock inside me, not your tongue. I can't wait anymore."
"Baby, don't say that to me yet, please. I'm trying so hard. God, you're so ready; your pussy is soaking. Fuck Emily, I won't last; I need to fuck you … now."
With that he straightened up and took his massive erection in his hands and started to guide himself into my dripping hole, blowing his well-laid plan to hell. I was so wet that the first few inches of Louis slipped in effortlessly. I could feel the imminent pain building and felt my vaginal walls constricting around his bulge.
"My God, you're so tight, Em, I don't want to hurt you."
I didn't answer, I was too focused on the feeling of his cock finally penetrating me.
"Em, open your eyes, if it hurts, you need to let me know … okay?"
I silently gave him a nod. He was too big for this not to hurt.
"Baby, I'll go slowly. I'll feed my dick into you … little by little until you get used to me inside you."
He was now halfway inside me. Louis was undeniably in pain himself from having to hover over me motionlessly, while my body acclimated to his gargantuan cock. He moved in a little more.
"Ohhhhhh," we both cried out.
"Are you okay?" he asked, with a scared expression on his beautiful features.
"Louis, I'm fine. Stop worrying and try to move," I said, braver then I felt.
He moved a little deeper in and stopped and stilled like a statue. A few seconds later he let out a deep breath. He changed his position and sat back on his knees. He opened my knees as far apart as they would go and plunged the last couple of inches into me. The pain of the last thrust made me scream out. I looked down between us to where his root connected with my sex and clenched hard around his cock at the erotic sight.
Knowing his whole cock was buried all the way inside me was almost enough to make me come and forget the pain and discomfort. We looked up at each other simultaneously. I gave him a small pained smile. Louis started rocking into me very slowly. It was both pleasure and pain I was feeling. I was so high on everything that had occurred between us in the last few hours. The surge of endorphins dulled most of the pain. I needed him to just let go and take me the way I knew he wanted and needed to. I would deal with the ache later.
"Louis, harder."
"Em, I know you're in pain. We'll take it slow today. We'll have our whole lives to fuck hard; right now I need to go slow."
"I need you to shut up and fuck me. Move your cock. I won't break, please make me come, I'm so close," I almost barked out.
He pulled completely out of me with a wet slurp in one swift move that made me wince from the burning sensation within. He took hold of my knees, bringing them together and then extended my legs straight up in front of him. He kissed my calves and licked up all the way to my feet. Louis lowered himself and parted my outstretched legs so they were now wrapped around his neck. Without any warning he pushed himself into me hard. We both screamed out at Louis fully penetrating me with so much force. He lowered and pushed himself on me so that my knees came flush against my breasts. He was driving his cock in and out of me hard. He was so deep inside me that I could feel him in my stomach. Louis picked up the pace with each thrust.
I cried out, "Oh God!" This time he was even deeper, and with increasingly hard shoves I could feel an unfamiliar part of me contract and tighten.
"Baby I'm close. I won't last, please tell me you're close. I want us to come together."
All I managed to say was, "Ohhhhhh LLLLouisssss!" and then I fell and fell. I was somewhere far, far away. I don't even remember Louis coming or what he said when he finally came inside me that first time. I was feeling my sex pulsating so hard it was as if my heart had left my chest and immigrated to my crotch. When my body finally stopped convulsing some minutes, or hours later, I pried my eyes open to see my fiancé lying beside me naked, face down, and fully spent.
I ran my fingers down his back and asked, "How was that? Do you still want to marry me?"
He opened his eyes smiling. "I think I blacked out at the end. I never came so hard in my life. That was worth waiting for."
I smiled, pleased by his response. "I can't believe I had sex for the first time." My first time having sex was with my future husband, Louis Bruel.
"Emily, I hope you enjoyed the feel of my dick inside you because I'm not just your first, I'm going to be your last. There is no way anybody else on this planet is ever going to know how your pussy feels or tastes, as long as I'm still drawing breath. Just so we're clear."
I kissed his naked butt and quickly tried to get off the bed to visit the bathroom. Before I could get off our bed, Louis grabbed my hand and jerked me back in.
"Let me go. I need to pee."
He sat up and cradled me in his arms. "Are you okay? More importantly … did I hurt you?"
"Louis I'm perfect; the pain is a delicious kind of pain. I can still feel you inside me, it's incredible."
He smiled, his stop-the-world-and-look-at-me smile and added, "I love you. Thank you for all my birthday gifts, I think this one is my favorite."
"Ditto."
I had to agree. Best birthday ever!
Chapter 26
More surprises...
After a quick joint shower, we got dressed and started to make our way downstairs. It was a little past noon and I was famished after all our strenuous morning endeavors. I was excited to finally call my parents, sister, and Sara and tell them what they already knew.
As we were exiting our bedroom Louis said, "I totally forgot, Em, there are a few more surprises I have for your birthday."
"Are you trying to spoil me?"
"I haven't spoiled you nearly as much as I should've. You have carte blanche from now on." We briefly embraced and stole a few kisses walking down the grand staircase.
"What other surprises do you have up your sleeve, Pip?" I asked, giddy with excitement.
"Remember I told you your parents were okay with me bringing you here?"
"Yeah, I remember, so…?"
"So, your parents had one condition to their dispensation."
"What was the condition, Louis?"
"I can't remember. I definitely agreed to it or they wouldn't have let me bring you. I just can't remember what it was. I am thirty now. I guess I'm not as sharp as I was at twenty-nine."
I stopped walking down and placed my hands on my waist and stomped my feet like a four-year-old.
"Louis Bruel, I will not take another step unless you stop playing around and tell me what the condition was."
"Let's keep walking down the stairs and I'll tell you." I agreed and then Louis pulled me close to him and whispered in my ear, "The condition was they'd be the first ones to congratulate their baby girl."
"Oh Louis, you scared me. I thought you'd promised to coerce me into going to medical school. I'll just call them before I call Jenna or Sara," I said, relieved.
"In person," he added and smiled as we approached the end of the staircase to see my parents beaming at us.
I'm not an overly emotional person but seeing my mommy and daddy there to share this moment was one of the happiest memories of my life. I ran over to my parents and hugged them like an eight-year-old who'd just come back from summer camp. I couldn't stop crying. I was elated that my parents could be there and see first-hand how happy I was. I was too wrapped up in the moment to notice that Louis had walked over to hug Mike and Jenna. They were sitting on the couch in the living room waiting for us to come down. It dawned on me a few moments later, after my eyes officially dried and I was all hugged and congratulated out, that the empty house I had entered yesterday evening was now fully furnished.
"Louis, when did you do this?" I asked. "I mean the furniture."
He smi
rked my way and said, "I had most of this brought in last night. I must say, the movers were pretty loud, but you were out cold. "
The same woman wearing a gray and white uniform from last night approached and introduced herself as Trisha. She gave us her best wishes and playfully mentioned that she came with the house.
We had a beautiful lunch set out on the patio by the pool overlooking the ocean. Louis got up to give a toast. "I would like to first say that this is the best birthday of my life, and that I'm the luckiest man to have the most beautiful girl in the world agree to be my wife. I would also like to thank Adele and David for creating and raising the most incredible girl I have ever met. Thank you all for being here to share one of happiest days in our lives. Emily, Happy Birthday, baby, to you and to our beautiful life together."
There was a big round of cheers and glasses clinking and us smooching. After Trisha cleared our table an hour later, Louis lifted me out of my chair and pulled me into his lap.
"Baby, I'm backtracking a little. While we dated I didn't even buy you a single rose … but I will make up for all that quickly. I hope you like this house, Emily, because it's one of your birthday gifts. I took the liberty and named it "The Blue Lagoon" for you. We can stay here as long as you'd like. I can do all my work from here. I don't have to be back in the city for the next two weeks, so I'm all yours."
"Louis, are you mad? You can't buy me a house! This is your house, not mine. I can't accept a house from you! You've already bought me a car. Jenna told me you had my whole family flown down here on a private jet. It's just too much," I said, trying to get off his lap.
Louis held me tightly in place, not letting me get up. "Em, everything I have is yours. You'd better get used to me giving you gifts. I have lots of money and I choose to spend it on the people I love. The person I love most is you. You won't ever have to think about money." He took my clasped hands in one of his and continued, "I don't want a prenup, either. We need to tell your dad I won't need the contact information of his attorney. Your parents were under the impression that there would be paperwork between us. I told them if you ever leave me it means I'm dead and I'd want you to have everything."
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