“I’ve kinda liked taking care of you,” Tony said as he sat beside her on the couch. Taking her hand, he brought it to his lips. With the gentlest of whispers, he said, “You’re mine.” Then he pressed a soft kiss to the inside of her palm.
“God, I love when you touch me,” Jules confessed, “and I love when you say that.”
“Do you feel up to it today? I wouldn’t ask, but it’s just that it’s been four weeks. I need you.”
Jules sat up on the couch and brought her hand to his chest, running her fingertips between his pecs and down to his belly button. With a featherlight touch, she brought her fingertips back up to his neck. She leaned forward and kissed his neck before moving to his ear and nibbling on his earlobe. When she exhaled a hot breath into his ear, he moaned his satisfaction.
“Stand up. I want to take care of you as good as you’ve been taking care of me.” Tony moved to stand in front of her, and she reached up, undoing his belt and slowly pulling it through the loops. Her fingers then found their way to his button fly jeans. Looking up at him, she undid one button at a time, taking care to let her fingers accidentally-on-purpose brush against his now-hard cock. Never breaking eye contact, she pulled his jeans down to his knees. His eyes blazed with a dancing fire as she rubbed his hardness through his boxer briefs before pulling those down too.
She took him into her hand, slightly amazed at his size, and began stroking his cock. He growled as she worked him to a fever pitch. Keeping her eyes still locked with his, she took him into her mouth, opening her throat to take him all the way in.
Tony grabbed her by the back of the head and forced his cock deeper into her throat until she gagged. Once she did, he eased up, stroking her hair. As she continued to suck, Tony repeated his action of grabbing the back of her head and forcing himself down her throat. Twice she managed his girth without gagging. Upon the fourth time, she gagged and her body convulsed in protest. She pushed back against his hand and looked up at him with tears in her eyes before spitting directly onto the tip of his cock. It left a trail from her mouth to the head of his cock, and she used the saliva to stroke his shaft up and down while she sucked him hard.
Tony’s legs tensed, and she felt his cock grow inside her mouth. He was harder than he had ever been. Tony let out a loud growl.
“I’m coming,” he moaned. “Goddammit, Jules. You suck me so fucking good. I’m coming.” Just then, Jules’s mouth filled with his hot seed, and she swallowed around his dick. When she was sure he was done, she pulled back to admire the quivering man that stood before her.
“Oops. It looks like I left some.” She leaned in and licked the cum off the tip of his head. Before she could swallow, he bent forward and kissed her. The kiss started passionately, but turned delicate, as if he were paying respect to her mouth, body, and soul.
“Did I please you?”
“Yes, very much so, but I didn’t get a chance to take care of you.” Tony frowned. He always brought her pleasure before he took his own. Well, except for the surprise blow job she just gave to him. She deserved to be rewarded. And he would take his time torturing her with his touch, his kisses, his tongue, his cock. “Can I escort my love to the bedroom?”
Jules extended her hand, and he gently pulled her from the couch.
Bending down, he picked Jules up and carried her up the stairs to the bedroom. Once there, he placed her on the bed carefully, like she was his porcelain doll, delicate and breakable. To him she was, but she was also strong-willed and driven. He never wanted to offend her, and that included today. So when he made love to her, he was going to make sure he knew that she could handle herself, especially when it came to him.
Jules was quick to rid herself of her nightshirt, the one she was wearing to lounge around the house on a quiet Sunday afternoon.
“You are so smart.” He kissed her forehead. “So talented.” He kissed her eyelid. “So determined.” He kissed her cheek. “So amazing.” He kissed her lips before peppering her neck with love bites, making her moan with each nip. Cupping her breast, he rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger before bringing his hot mouth down upon it. He bit gently, earning him another moan.
“I’m gonna take good care of you.”
“You always do,” she said as she ran her fingers through the back of his hair. It was just long enough to give her something to pull. Holding the strands between her fingers, she yanked his head back.
“Switching it up, are you?” he said before finding her clit with his fingers and moving them in a gentle circle, applying just the right amount of pressure. He brought her close to orgasming, but that was something he wanted to do with her, so he backed off.
“Ah, I was so close. Why did you stop?”
“Because from this point forward, I want to always come with you.,” he said with a smile that lit up his face. Placing his index finger inside her, he said, “My, my, someone is awfully wet.”
“I’m that way because of you. You make me that way. God, I am so horny for you. Please, I want to feel you inside me.”
Tony pushed two fingers inside her and started to fingerfuck her, taking care to rub her clit in the process. In no time, her cunt was clenching around his fingers as she reached the heavens in orgasm. When he pulled out, his fingers were wet with her cum. He slid them into his mouth, dying to taste every part of her.
“My turn.” She rolled him over and gently lowered herself, sheathing his cock in her pussy. She began to ride him slow and steady. Up and down, stroking his cock. His hands clenched on her hips, helping her move on top of him. Leaning forward, she brought her lips a hair’s breadth from his. “You are the one who’s amazing. I never want to be without you again. I’ll give in to what you want, Tony. I won’t do the dangerous assignments anymore. I don’t want you to have to worry about me every second of every day.”
He thrust his pelvis up as she was coming down, and together they were connected physically, emotionally, and spiritually. She rode him, up and down, back and forth, rubbing her clit with her fingers. His hands traveled up to her breasts, tugging and pinching at her nipples. She had to come, but she wanted to give him what he wanted. She wanted him to come with her. Increasing her pace, she placed her hands on his chest, pressing down as she rode him harder. She impaled herself over and over again. Harder, faster, tighter. Finally, she felt him tense.
“God, you feel so fucking good.”
“I’m gonna come. Come with me,” she said, bringing herself down on him as hard as she could.
“That’s right. Fuck me good.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she said on each exhale.
He followed her rhythm. “Yeah?”
“Yes.”
“Yeah?”
“Holy fuck. I’m coming.”
“You are so fucking hot. I’m coming with you, baby.”
“Awww,” Jules cried as she reached the apex of the brightest of lights. Stars forced their way into her vision. “Holy fuck,” she said, coming down from her high and laying her head against his chest. That was the most intense orgasm she had ever had. “God, I didn’t know it could be like that.”
They rested in each other’s arms, stroking and caressing each other, whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears.
Jules got off of him and she fell, exhausted, onto the bed. Tony propped himself up on his arm to look at her, staring lovingly into her eyes.
“What? I know that look. It’s the look of the cat that swallowed the canary.”
“Wait here. I have something for you.”
After returning from his bag with his hands behind his back, Tony lowered himself onto his knees in front of her. “Jules, I have loved you forever. I will continue to love you forever. You mean more to me than anything else in this world. I don’t know what I would do without you. You are so many different kinds of special to me. I would give up anything and everything just to be with you. And now, I know you would do the same for me. I have never once stopped loving you, Jules,
even though we remained apart for all those years. You have always been my one. You have always been mine. To have. To hold. To protect. To love. Julia Bakas, will you marry me?” He opened the box and a brilliant two-carat diamond ring sparkled in the midday sunlight that filtered through the sheers.
A tear of joy ran down Jules’s face. How could she deny this man? “Yes. Yes, I will marry you.” She threw her arms around his neck, pulling him in to her.
He backed up and looked into her eyes. “Here, let me put it on your finger.”
It was a perfect fit.
“This was my grandmother’s ring. It holds a very special place in my heart, just like you. You own my heart.”
Jules cupped Tony’s face with both hands and leaned down to kiss him. It was a reverent kiss. Slow. Sensual. Soul connecting. In that moment, she knew she had made the right decision. She loved Tony with everything she had, everything she was, and this time, she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he felt the same way about her.
The End
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