Possessive Canadian: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 72)

by Flora Ferrari

  I nod.

  “So I ask you…if the plan I have laid out for us sounds like the best thing you’ve ever heard then I want to put this plan into place immediately with you. I told you you were mine when I first met you, and now here I am ready for the entire world to know. All you have to do is say yes. Will you be my better half? Will you be my partner in life forever and always, because that’s how long I’m going to be loving you…now and until the end of time and even beyond. Will you marry me?”

  Suddenly the gondola stops and I realize it must mean we’ve reached the peak, and what perfect timing because my life has just peaked as well.

  And just like him, the only way I can go higher is with him…together.

  I start nodding. “Yes. I want you. I need you. I need…us. And I love you.”

  He removes the ring from the box and carefully slides it on my finger. I just stare at it I can’t believe how big it is and what it’s doing on my hand.

  But most importantly I can’t believe how lucky I am. I came here to get away from it all and maybe if I’m being honest to find a bit of myself that was lost somewhere along the way.

  Well, I sure found that and a whole lot more when I found my soulmate. Him. My love forever.

  He stands and then leans forward as he holds my hand with the ring in both of his hands.

  My eyes close as our two lips meet and I swear I feel his energy pass from his lips to mine as we’re now one for the entire world to know.

  He scoops me up in his arms and I know what’s going to happen next.

  We’re going to become one in another way.

  The way I’ve waited for my entire life.

  CHAPTER 13

  Cameron

  Hearing her say “yes” opens a floodgate of emotions I’ve never felt before.

  Now it’s official. She is mine and I am hers. Forever.

  I always knew she’d be mine but there’s just something about hearing her say yes that ratchets my need up to a new level that I didn’t even know existed.

  I lay her down on the bed and slowly take off my jacket as I look at her there on the comforter and she quickly removes her jacket too.

  It’s warm in here as I’ve had some heaters put in in the corners. They’re not visible to the naked eye but they’re doing a great job of keeping us warm, not that we’re going to need much help in that department.

  I place my jacket on the floor and look down as I do, seeing the valley nearly fifteen hundred feet below me. The wow factor of all of this is just mind boggling, and the most incredible part is that we just got engaged, not the fact that we’re about to be the first people to make love in this record breaking gondola.

  And yes, making love is what we’re going to do, even though right now I don’t know how I’m going to be able to control myself.

  A big part of me wants to just grab her and have my way with her, claiming her as quickly as possible so that I can feel her skin on mine as I enter her and fill her with my seed.

  But another part of me knows this is a once in a lifetime moment in more ways than one and I want to savor every moment of it and to do that I need to savor the taste of her.

  To run my hands over every part of her body and then my lips as I kiss her from head to toe and back up again, making sure to linger in the middle as I taste her sweetness.

  I slide off my boots and then unbuckle my pants, watching her get undressed at the same time making my cock twitch in my boxers as she gets closer to revealing skin until finally she moves her hips side to side as she wiggles out of her pants showing me those powerful thighs all the way up to the point where they connect to her torso.

  I pull my T-shirt up and over my head and watch as she slowly begins to do the same with her white form-fitting spaghetti strap top.

  I watch expecting to see a white bra underneath so I can tell her that’s the last piece of clothing she’ll remove and that I’ll take it from here, but apparently that top has some sort of bra thing built in because the moment she pulls it to the point where it clears her breasts they bounce out the bottom freed of the white cotton and exposed for my eyes only.

  “Damn, your body is perfect,” I say.

  “I don’t think so,” she says.

  “You may not think so, but I know so. And I’m going to show you just how perfect it is right now,” I say taking two steps towards her and taking her by the waist as I put her flat on her back on the bed and mount her causing my cock to rub against the inside of her thighs as her knees are raised and her feet flat on the bed.

  “I knew you were huge,” she says reaching for my dick and grabbing it with one hand, the cotton the only thing separating her skin from mine. Then she brings up her other hand and grabs more of the shaft. “Both my hands barely cover half of it.”

  “Because of you. I’ve never been so hard in my entire life. It’s a sign. My body wants to claim you.”

  “And mine wants you to claim me. I’m drenched,” she says and my eyes move toward her panties and I see the transparency of her panties which are soaked clean through. Even in the moonlight and the candlelight I can see her desire. It’s that strong.

  And mine easily matches it as a growl comes from my throat even though my mouth is closed as I move in to kiss her neck just below and behind her ear.

  “Oh yeah. Right there,” she says as her head rolls on the pillow and her shoulder pulls down fully exposing her neck for me.

  And I don’t waste one second in taking in more of it as my lips move down her neck as my hand slides up from behind her, my middle finger right on her spine as my other fingers curl and flex as my hand wants to take her in fully and possess her. Just to hold all of her in my hand knowing that all of her is mine. Just wanting to squeeze her tight, but never hurt her.

  My hand continues sliding up until I find the base of her neck and then my wrist pivots and I grab her neck from behind as I kiss up the side of it until I reach her ear and my mouth comes free of her neck and gently nibbles her lobe.

  “Uhhh,” comes from her lips as I growl again and my body slides forward dragging the skin of my torso along hers creating more heat between us.

  My other hand reaches around and takes a hold of her ass squeezing hard and then releasing before I send my hand down the back of her panties and squeeze again, but this time it’s the skin of my palm against the skin of her globes and that skin to skin contact makes all the difference.

  “Take ‘em off,” she moans but I don’t need to be told as I was already on my way as my hand turns over underneath her underwear grabbing them and yanking them down as her feet dig into the mattress and she lifts her ass so I can free her of the last piece of clothing she has on.

  I slide off her and my feet find the glass bottom of the gondola as I slowly pull off her panties watching her pussy expose itself to me.

  She’s more drenched than I could have imagined and I know the pre-come on the tip of my cock is doing the same to my underwear.

  The second I have her legs out of the panties I toss them to the side and jerk down my own underwear sending my cock springing free like a diving board as it clears the elastic waistband.

  But unlike a diving board it doesn’t stick straight out. It stick straight up and it’s so damn hard and there is so much pressure in my balls already, which I can feel have already pulled up and are ready to fill her with my baby making juices.

  I feel my cock twitch against my skin and realize the head of my member is well above belly button height. I have to look down to believe it.

  Yeah, I’ve never been so hard in my entire life. How am I even going to be able to bend that rod forward to get it inside her? That’s how damn hard I am right now, but I can’t come…not yet.

  Nor do I want to.

  Because I see that juicy pussy staring right at me and I there’s only one thing I can think of doing…licking it clean.

  And swallowing every last drop of her sweetness.

  CHAPTER 14

 
Camila

  I see the hunger in his eyes as he stares at my sex and I know what’s coming next.

  I’m slightly embarrassed at how wet I am and the mess I’m making on this beautiful bed, but I’m more turned on at the sight of how turned on he is for me.

  How hungry he is for me.

  I bring my hands up to my knees and spread them out wide, and in doing so my line of sight shifts from his face to my hand.

  The one with the huge diamond engagement ring on it.

  How in the world is this all happening so fast?

  If you had told me the night before I left for this vacation I’d be engaged in forty-eight hours I would have said you were completely insane.

  I still can’t believe I waited this long…twenty-three years to give myself to some one, which is an eternity in this day and age of easy sex thanks to Tinder and other “dating” apps. But most of them are just cheap hookup apps, and although I truly believe to each her own, it was never my thing.

  I wanted that special connection. I want a special man who only wants me.

  And I found him here north of the border.

  And right on cue his head dives south of the border and he kisses me right in the middle of my folds sending my head rolling back and my ass flexing sending my pussy up to meet his lips.

  Suddenly I feel each of his hands take each of my globes as he cradles my ass like a bowl that he’s going to tip forward and drink from when the moment is right.

  And that moment is already close, especially if he keeps doing what he’s doing when he curls his tongue sending the tip in-between my folds parting them and then dragging it’s way up to my throbbing clit which he flicks before blowing on it giving it the ultimate forward and back.

  “Oh my god,” I moan.

  I shoot my head forward and look through my legs quickly, watching his dedication and the intensity in his eyes as he stares down my sex before one of his hands releases from my ass and presses against the lower part of my pussy before sliding inside me, opening me for the first time in my life.

  “Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” I say in a voice that’s so high it’s barely human.

  I feel his two fingers turn over inside me like his wrist is a screwdriver and his fingers are the screw.

  Then they slide into my tightness just a bit more and he connects with my spot just as he takes my clit in between his lips and rolls it around in his mouth.

  I practically lose consciousness as my forearms stiffen and rise up off the bed and my mouth hangs open wide.

  I forget to breathe, holding my breath and holding every muscle in my body flexed as his tongue and fingers hold me spellbound.

  I feel his fingers make a come hither motion and my hips roll at an angle as his thumb comes up to the one o’clock position if my pussy was a time telling device.

  But I lost track of time long ago, and that one o’clock position is the perfect time, the only one I need to know, and the perfect time to unleash years of pent up repressed sexual desire that hit a fever pitch when I met him.

  And my ass flexes again pushing my sex harder into the meeting of my middle and his mouth and I feel the inside of my thighs start to wobble and then both my legs come crashing towards the other pinning his face in my middle as I feel a tidal wave rush through just before a typhoon unleashes from me sending my head spinning as I climax into his mouth.

  I feel my hips rattle and buck wildly and then I come again and then almost as suddenly as it started my muscles relax and my thighs lock on the sides of his head disappears as my knees fall all the way to the sides, finding the sheets.

  I hear a slurping sound and realize my soup bowl analogy wasn’t far off at all. And when I feel my hips tilt and my pelvis move forward and down I know that it wasn’t an analogy at all.

  “You taste like the sweetest fruit in the world. One that only exists for my pleasure and my pleasure only” he says.

  Part of me is shocked and another part of me is so turned on by his words I want to come on his face again just so I can watch him devour my juices again.

  But when I look through my legs I see the hunger in his eyes and know that even though he’s drank every drop I had for him that that was just the warm up.

  Now he’s ready to take his meal.

  And his meal is me.

  CHAPTER 15

  Cameron

  I have to find a way to make her come on command so I can save up her juices and drink them whenever I want.

  I swear to god they taste like nothing on this earth and they make me feel powerful. I feel like I could move these gigantic mountains on either side of us right now.

  And I would if it meant I could taste her all the time.

  But I know that’s not possible. And not from a lack of want.

  I know I’d never be able to bottle up her sweet stream because each time I tasted it I’d have to have it all.

  And now I have to have all of her.

  To take her and make her mine in the flesh.

  I slide up over the top of her realizing my body is so much bigger and wider than hers that she completely disappears underneath me. From overhead she would be invisible, and that’s better because the only one who will ever see this amazing body of hers is me.

  I stare down at her one last time before she becomes mine. One last time before I impregnate her so we can get started on our family a.s.a.p.

  I won’t wait to have children with her, and I won’t wait to have her any longer either.

  “You look like some warrior or Viking from years gone by. You look like you’ve come to conquer a new land.”

  “I’ve come to conquer you, just as I know you’ll conquer me. I know you’re going to bring me to my knees when your pussy latches on and milks me for every last drop until I have no more and I collapse on top of you.”

  “I want that,” she says.

  “And I need it.”

  I grab my shaft with one hand and slide my other hand underneath her back, bringing her up so she’s facing me.

  I stare into her eyes and I swear I can see her soul, and inside her soul I see us. Forever.

  “Are you ready for me?”

  “I’m ready.”

  “Then it’s time to have me and for me to have you.”

  And with that I release my hand from my shaft and allow her to slide onto my rod as my dick enters her for the first time and I kiss her hard on the mouth.

  “Uhhh,” I moan as my lips release from hers and my head falls back so far I can see the back of the gondola behind me.

  But just as quickly as I lost it when I felt her sweet warmth surround me, my head comes snapping forward and I kiss her again, grabbing her by the hips and raising her up and then lowering her back down on my pole.

  “Is that okay?”

  “You’re big,” she says.

  “I promise I’ll never put it all in until your ready.”

  “I’ll be ready soon. This feels too amazing and I know I want to take more and more of you until I’ve got all of you inside me.”

  “And you will,” I say my hands move her up and down being careful to read her facial expressions for any sign of pain, but none appear.

  I’m going as slow as I can and I can feel every single part of her insides open each time I enter her. She’s so damn tight I swear I could come right now if I wasn’t so focused on her. And not just her comfort, which is most important, but also the expressions on her face and the knowledge that I’m the one that’s causing them.

  Watching her experience pure joy brings me closer to finishing. When I had my mouth on her pussy I couldn’t see how much it was affecting her…I could only hear and feel as I tasted and smelled her sweetness.

  But now I can watch.

  I always knew I was a visual person, but being able to see what I do to her, how I please her, takes my visual abilities to a new level. My perception is heightened, even in the low light, probably because I’m so focused on pleasing her which in turn pleases me to the
point I’m ready to explode at any second.

  But I’m still holding on.

  My balls are already high and tight and my cock feels as stiff as a metal pole as I move her up and down on it. It had to be this way, with my raging erection pointing skyward. There was no way we’d be able to claim each other for the first time in any other position.