by Shaw Hart
He groans as my pussy clamps down on his hard length, pulling his own orgasm from him while drawing out mine. He moans my name as he comes, shooting his come deep into my womb.
I stare up at the stars while Arlo pulls out of me and collapses on his side next to me on the sleeping bag. He wraps his arm around my middle, dragging me closer to me and nuzzling into my neck. He kisses me there before he grabs an extra blanket, dragging it over both of us. I cuddle into him then, resting my head on his chest as I stare up at the beautiful night sky.
I couldn’t have imagined a more perfect way for me to lose my virginity and I can’t imagine giving it to anyone other than Arlo.
I love him.
Chapter Eleven
Arlo
I wake up to Briar’s hot mouth slipping down around my cock. I groan, my fingers tangling in her hair as she starts to slowly lick up and down my cock. I’m about to blow already and it’s only been thirty seconds. I’ve been dreaming about her riding me before she woke me up and I know only a few more passes of her mouth over my length and I’m going to go off.
My fingers tangle further in her hair and I hold on as her hands come up to join her mouth. I’ve never gotten a blow job before but this feels incredible. Suddenly, I realize what all the hype is about. Briar sucks hard as her fingers grip my base and I moan out her name.
“Briar… Babe, I’m going to come. If you don’t want to swallow then you need to stop now.”
She looks up at me and her eyes lock with mine before she sucks hard, hollowing out her cheeks before she takes as much of me into her mouth as she can. The sight of her lips stretched wide around my length and her mouth stuffed full of my hard cock is too much and my balls tighten as I start to come.
Thick jets of come shoot out of my cock and into Briar’s warm mouth. She sucks and swallows around me, drinking down every drop. I collapse back onto the sleeping bag once I’m done and Briar gives me one last lick before she kisses the tip of my dick and slips up my body.
“I love you.”
Briar jerks back to look at me, her eyes wide with shock. I want to crawl into the sleeping bag and hide. I can’t believe that I just said that. I just blurted it out and now she’s going to freak out and think I’m a weirdo and leave me.
My cheeks heat and I stutter, trying to think of a way to take it back, to make this right.
“I love you, too.” Briar says, shocking the shit out of me.
I gape at her until she starts to wave her hand in front of my face.
“You love me?” I ask, figuring that I must have blacked out after that blow job and I’ve been dreaming this whole time.
“Yeah, of course I do. You’re amazing, Arlo.”
Briar’s hand traces down my cheek and I try to pinch myself discreetly. I wince and when I don’t wake up, I realize that I’m awake and this is really happening.
“Move in with me. For real. Permanently.”
“Are you sure? You don’t think we’re moving too fast?”
“I love you, Briar and you love me. You’ve been here the last couple of days, and it’s been heaven. I want you here with me. Always.”
“If you’re sure… then yes! I love it here with you.”
I kiss her then and wonder how fast I can have all of her things moved in. I start to roll Briar onto her back when she breaks the kiss and looks up at me.
“You maybe want to try this in a bed now?” She asks with laughter shining from her eyes.
I realize that we’re still outside on my roof, laying on top of the sleeping bag from last night.
“Good idea.” I say tugging on my pants and standing before I help her to her feet too.
We carry everything back down to our apartment and I make sure that her suitcase is moved into our room before I join her in bed. We get lost in exploring each other and I smile at how much my life has changed in the last two weeks.
Chapter Twelve
Briar
Eighteen Months Later…
I’m graduating from college today and I smooth my hands over the satiny gown, trying to get out all the wrinkles. I straighten my hat, taking one last look at my reflection in the window before I head out into the auditorium with the rest of my classmates. I know that my parents and Arlo are somewhere in the stands, waiting to cheer me on.
Arlo graduated last year and that time it was me in the stands with his parents, watching as he walked across the stage to get his diploma. He had stayed in New Orleans after he graduated and he still works for the same software company. He does most of his work from home, so nothing has really changed that much in our routine. He still picks me up from class and drops me off too.
Arlo asked me to move in with him the night after we made love under the stars. I, of course, accepted. His place was incredible, and I loved the idea of spending every night with him. He had me moved in by the next weekend and it’s been heaven ever since.
I’ve met Arlo’s parents a couple of times and I love them too. They’re so sweet and kind and they welcomed me into their family right away. I talk to his mom every other week and we’ve made plans to spend Christmas at their house this year. It’s only fair since Arlo came to my parents house last year.
My parents love Arlo too. They’re always asking how he’s doing and they love how good he is to me. I had been afraid that they would be upset that we had moved in together too fast, that we were too young to be doing this. They had surprised me though by being ok with it.
I sit in the uncomfortable folding chair while they do the commencement speech and wait impatiently as they start to call everyone’s names. It’s takes a while to get to the S’s but finally it’s time.
“Briar Simmons.”
I smile, running my hands down my gown one last time as I make my way towards the stairs. I can hear my parents and Arlo cheering and I grin as I shake the people’s hands and take my diploma, pausing for the picture before I make my way back to my seat.
It’s still another hour before the ceremony is finished and it’s time to meet our guests. I stand on my tip toes, trying to see over everyone’s heads until I spot my parents and Arlo headed my way. My mom runs up to me, squealing and wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug. My dad joins us next and tugs me into a tight bear hug, whispering how proud he is of me in my ear before he sets me down and steps back so that Arlo can hug me too.
“I’m so proud of you, Briar.” Arlo whispers in my ear and I hug him tighter.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.” He says before he pulls back and drops a quick kiss on my lips.
“You two ready for dinner?” My mom asks and I nod as I follow them out to their car.
They take us out to dinner before they head back to their hotel. We’ll see them tomorrow
morning for breakfast before they leave to head home. I notice my mom and dad both giving Arlo strange looks and I look at him questioningly, but he just shrugs and ushers me over to his car. He helps me inside and drives us home, holding my hand the entire time.
I walk inside our place, kicking my shoes off as soon as the door closes behind me. I wiggle my toes, trying to ease the ache in them from the heels that I wore most of the day. Arlo bends down, sweeping me up in his arms and carrying me over to the couch where he sets me down and pulls my feet into his lap, massaging them. I moan as he works out all of the knots and smile at him when he chuckles.
“Congratulations again, babe.”
“Thanks.” I say as I lean my head back on the back of the couch.
I can feel Arlo shift and I open my eyes, looking over at him. He’s looking down at a little black velvet box in his hand and I gasp as I realize why my parents we’re giving him sly looks.
“Oh my god.” I whisper as my eyes start to water.
“Briar, babe, I love you. I wanted to wait until I was sure that you were ready for the next step, but I don’t want to wait any longer. I don’t want anyone else and I never will. You are my future, Briar. W
ill you let me be yours and do me the honor of marrying me?”
He flips open the lid then, revealing a large emerald cut ring nestled inside. Tears start to spill from my eyes as I look from the ring back up to his face. I’m not sure that I can get any words out so I just nod my head frantically. Arlo tugs me into his arms, letting me cry happy tears on his shoulder while he rubs my back.
“You don’t have to say yes, you know.” He says, trying to make a joke.
“I want to marry you so bad.” I sob, trying to get myself under control.
I’m so happy and it’s taking me a minute to calm down. I take a couple of deep breaths and wipe my cheeks off when I’m finally ok. Arlo smiles sweetly at me before he takes the ring out of the box and slides it onto my ring finger. I admire the way it sparkles and shines before I look back up at my fiancé.
“I love you, Arlo.”
“I love you more, Briar.”
He seals his lips over mine then and I climb onto his lap, excited to start the next chapter in our relationship.
Chapter Thirteen
Arlo
I’ve been married to the girl of my dreams for two years now. We got married about four months after I proposed. I couldn’t wait to make her my wife and I practically ran her to the alter. Luckily for me, she was just as excited. Our wedding was pretty small; just our families and a few friends and colleagues.
Briar looked like an angel in her white lace dress and I had to wipe my chin several times to make sure that I wasn’t drooling. We went to the Bahamas for our honeymoon and I vowed to take her back every year for our anniversary. Briar had loved it there and I had loved seeing her happy… and in a bikini.
We went back last year and rented a villa. We frolicked on the pink sand beaches and swam in the surf before we went back to our place and made love each night. It really was heaven.
There was a storm this year and we had to push it back a couple of weeks until the weather was better. We just landed an hour ago and I’m carrying my very sleepy wife inside right now. There was bad weather in New Orleans and we were delayed so we got here later than usual.
We’ll start our vacation tomorrow after we get some rest. I was waiting until we were here to bring something up and I had been hoping to do it tonight but as I look down at my sleepy wife, I know it will have to wait.
It’s been just the two of us for the last two years and I’m grateful for the time I’ve had Briar to myself but now, I’m ready to start the next chapter.
A family.
I can’t wait to see Briar round with our child, to see her cradling our babies or chasing around after them. I just need to talk to Briar and make sure that she agrees that it’s time for us to take this step. I’ve been dropping hints for the last couple of weeks that we might want to start thinking about it but she hasn’t said anything about it to me.
I tuck Briar into bed before I go back to the car to grab our luggage. I bring the suitcases inside before I lock up the house and make my way back to my wife. I set the suitcases by the dresser before I brush my teeth and strip off my clothes. I make my way over to my side of the bed and slip under the covers next to Briar. I roll over onto my side and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her into me.
I jerk when her naked body comes into contact with mine and look at her face. Briar’s eyes are closed but she has the biggest grin on her face. She peeks one eye open, looking at me and when she sees me watching her, she starts to giggle.
“What’s this about?” I ask as my hands slide down her body.
“Well, all this talk about babies has gotten me thinking… I’m ready to start a family with you and I know that you are too. Just so you know, your hints are not subtle.”
I smile at her then and tug her further into me.
“We’re going to have a baby?” I ask, excitement clear in my voice.
“Well, I thought that maybe you’d want to start trying for one now.”
She pushes her hips into mine and grinds against my erection. I kick off my pajama pants and roll her under me.
“God, I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
My mouth meets her then and we start the best vacation that I’ve ever had.
Chapter Fourteen
Briar
I hear the front door open and I poke my head out of my office to say hi to the kids and see how their day at school was. Arlo and I had two kids, a boy and a girl, close together and then decided that we were done. Chasing after two kids was more than enough for us.
Our son, Anthony, was born nine years ago, exactly nine months after our vacation to the Bahamas. Our daughter, Emily, followed quickly after. We got lucky that they got along and they’re still close to this day. I’m sure once they hit their teens, they’ll grow apart but for right now, we’re a close-knit family.
Arlo still works as a computer programmer and software developer and does most of his work at home. I got a job right after college for a publishing house. I get to work from home as an editor and I have my own home office set up right next door to his.
Both of us working from home was convenient when our kids were younger because we were always home to take care of them. It still works out today, especially when the kids are home sick.
I sit in the kitchen with the kids while they have a snack and tell me about their days. They both have homework and I get them settled at the counter before I head to my bedroom to finish packing.
My parents will be here any minute to watch the kids for the week so that Arlo and I can take our annual trip to the Bahamas. I love our kids but I’m looking forward to a week alone with my husband. There are just certain things that we can’t do with our kids sleeping right down the hall.
We’ve been vacationing there for so long that five years ago, Arlo surprised me by buying us a vacation home down there. We’ve taken our kids and parents down there before too, but I like when we go, just the two of us. It’s Arlo and my special place and I want to keep it that way.
Arlo comes in right as I’m zipping up the suitcase and hoists it from the bed, dropping a quick kiss on my lips before he takes it out to the front door. I check the clock and realize that my parents will be here any second.
Just as I think that, I hear a knock at the front door and my kids yelling Grandma! Grandpa! As they run for the door. I smile as I make my way out to greet them too. We hug and help them get settled before we kiss the kids goodbye and head for the airport.
“You ready?” Arlo asks as he leads me into the airport.
“Absolutely.” I say as I lean up, dropping a kiss on his lips.
I can’t wait to spend a week alone with Arlo and I’m so glad that we both signed up for Astrology 204. I used to think it was fate that we met and fell in love but then Arlo told me about a wish he made on a shooting star and now I’m certain that that was what brought us together.
We board the plane and after takeoff, I slide the window cover open and stare out at the stars making my own wish.
Please let Arlo love me forever.
The End.
