As it got darker and darker, Roman led her to a blanket on the very edge of the property.
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her senseless until they couldn’t breathe.
And then he held her in his arms while the fireworks burst over their heads.
She was in love. Being here with him just clenched it for her how much she loved him.
Snuggling into his arms and watching the lights burst above them, she knew it was her perfect night.
With her perfect guy. Sighing, she watched each firework until the sky once again went dark.
Then Roman kissed her breathless once more.
“Do you want to come to my house to watch a movie? Or is it too late?”
She shook her head, “It isn’t too late. I don’t have to work at the salon tomorrow.”
He grinned and they made sure everything was done around the house before she told her mother that she would be home later.
Melanie had waved them away, “Go and have fun. You don’t have a curfew sweetie. See you later.”
Cecilly kissed her mom's cheek and then Roman linked her fingers with his and pulled her from the house.
He kissed her hand and finger every once in a while, the entire drive there and she loved it.
When they got to his house, Roman walked her over to the couch and Cecilly wanted more. Not just to watch a movie. She was done waiting and knew that it was time.
“Can I use your bathroom?”
Roman kissed her slightly, “Of course. Down the hall and to the left.”
She nodded and kissed him softly. “I don’t care what movie we watch. I am good with anything.”
Roman didn’t need to know yet that they wouldn’t be watching a movie at all.
She grinned and hurried to the bathroom.
When she found it, she turned on the light and looked at her reflection in the mirror.
Her hair was mussed from Roman’s hands being buried in it and her lips were slightly swollen.
Biting her bottom lip she asked herself quietly, “Are we really doing this?”
She nodded at her reflection and squared her shoulders. “Okay then.”
Then she undid the ties on her halter top and unzipped the back of her dress.
It fell to the floor and she took off her shoes, leaving them in a pile.
She wished Roman could see her cute panties, but he would see them later.
Undoing the clasp on her bra and pushing her panties down her legs, Cecilly took a deep breath and then another.
It was time.
Giving her reflection one more nod, she turned the light off and walked back to Roman’s living room.
Chapter Seven
Roman
Watching Cecilly walk away, he resolved himself to tell her how he felt when she came back.
She deserved that. Deserved it all.
Queueing up the movie, he sighed. He wished they were doing so much more tonight, but he still didn’t want to rush her.
He was nervous. He had never seen a woman naked and didn’t know what to do with Cecilly’s curves.
He wanted nothing more than to hold her hips in his hands while he plowed into her from behind, but he would wait.
He heard the bathroom door open and turned toward the hall and almost swallowed his tongue.
Cecilly was standing there completely naked.
He cleared his throat and cleared it again.
It did no good. His mouth was dry as he stared at the perfection of her naked body.
Her breasts were high and full. With tight, tiny pink nipples just begging for his mouth to suck and lick on.
She had a small waist that curved out into perfect hips that would fit in his hands like they were made to be there and she turned and wiggled her peach of a butt at him and he almost growled.
Standing, he stalked over to her. “What are you doing Cecilly?”
She laughed, “I would think it was quite obvious. But if you need me to spell it out for you, then here you go. I am seducing you. I want you; you want me and I am done waiting. I have missed out on too much where you are concerned because I never told you how I felt and you never told me either. I am done. No more waiting and being stupid.”
He surged forward and took her mouth in a blistering kiss, lifting her off the ground and when her legs wound around his waist, he groaned.
Her heat was lined up with his hard cock perfectly and he could feel her wetness coat the front of his jeans.
Walking down the hallway to his bedroom, he was glad he didn’t have to go far. He didn’t want to stop kissing her and didn’t.
He shut them in his room and turned her, pushing her body up against the solid wood of his bedroom door. She moaned and he kissed down her throat and sucked one tight nipple into his mouth.
She threw her head back as far as she could against the door, raising her breast higher into his mouth.
He lifted the next one to his mouth as well and she gasped as he gently nipped at the tight bud.
“Roman. Oh my god. Please. I need more.”
He pulled her away from the door and stumbled to his bed, placing her on the dark grey comforter.
She lay back and he sucked on her breasts again.
Then he pulled her to the edge of his bed as he kissed down her luscious body.
When he reached the curls of her mound, he nuzzled them for a minute before shouldering her legs apart and licking her slit.
She cried out his name and arched on his bed, clamping her legs around his head.
Her taste. There were no words to describe it other than it was delicious. The feel of her holding him to her, was everything.
He licked into her tight heat and tried to get every drop as it slid out of her, then he moved back to her clit, sucking and licking it like she was his own personal lollipop.
It tasted better than anything he had ever had and as she tensed under him, crying out his name and arched again, a new wave of wetness fell from her and he tried to get it all on his tongue and chin.
But she pushed him away and fell to his bed, limp.
“I was,” she panted, “not expecting that. Have you done that before?”
He could tell she didn’t want to ask but did. He shook his head, “Just learned from you. Your body has it’s signals and I listen.”
She blushed and looked down at him. “You are still wearing clothes. I don’t find that fair at all.”
He grinned and pulled his shirt over his head and she lay back with a sigh.
“You are delicious. Do you know that? I kinda want to lick you. All over. A Roman flavored popsicle.”
He laughed, “I was just thinking the same thing. But a Cecilly flavored lollipop instead. I would never get anything done.”
She laughed and then sighed when he dropped his pants.
“Oh yeah. Yep. A Roman flavored anything is good right now.”
He grabbed his hard cock and stroked it a few times.
“Are you ready for me? I don’t want anything between us and I have never even looked at another woman, so I am clean.”
She smiled, “Good to know that you are as much mine as I am yours. I haven’t looked at another man. I need you Roman.”
She scooted back on his bed and he climbed over top of her. “When I woke up this morning, I didn’t know it would end this way. And I can’t tell you how happy I am that it is.”
He kissed her softly and she traced over the muscles of his arms and down his chest to his abs.
“I didn’t think this would ever happen for us either Roman. Make me yours.”
“I love you Cecilly. You should know that before I come in you so hard it will be dripping out of you for a while afterwards.”
She gasped and her eyes went wide, then they hooded with desire. “Wow. Um if I had panties they would be soaked, as it is, I am so ready for you. I love you too Roman. I need you in me.”
“As you wish my love.”
He placed his cock at h
er entrance and waited. She was so small compared to him and he wasn’t a tiny man. Especially in this area.
“What are you waiting for?” She asked and he said, “You are so small. I have heard it hurts the first time. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Cecilly gave him a soft kiss, pulling his face to hers. “It will have to happen eventually Roman if we are going to be together and I won’t take any other option. I won’t break though. I am tougher than I look. Please make me yours. Don’t make me beg or wait.”
Kissing her softly, he grabbed her hips and surged inside in one thrust.
She let out a tiny gasp and then moaned. “I feel so full.”
He groaned at the feel of her tight wet sheath surrounding him and he pulled out, then thrust back in.
She moaned again and lifted her hips to meet his rhythm.
“Roman. Roman that feels so good.”
She chanted and he felt a surge of pride. Reaching down between them, he gently rubbed her clit in soft circles and she moaned louder.
“Oh my god. There. Move, faster. Harder.”
He obliged her, thrusting in and out of her, and he held her hip in a tight hold, knowing he would leave bruises there, but not caring.
Getting deep in her tightness and bottoming out, making him groan as every inch of him was surrounded, he kept touching her clit and trying to get her to come first.
She was crying out his name and thrashing on his bed and then her sheath clenched on his cock so hard it almost hurt.
He grunted out and growled. Then pounded inside her faster, harder and her back arched and she screamed out his name.
With her clenching and unclenching on his cock, it became too much and he let his seed pour deep inside her.
He let out groans and grunts as he let the hardest release of his life pour out of him.
Then he collapsed on top of her, holding her in his arms as he tried to breathe.
She panted as much as he did and she kept clenching on him, making him let out small groans.
He was sensitive and it felt unreal. Being inside her was nothing like he thought it would be. It was more.
Chapter Eight
Cecilly
Having Roman buried deep inside her was everything.
Making love to him was nothing like she had imagined it to be.
He had her crushed to him, under him and she loved feeling every inch of him sliding against every inch of her.
Her nipples were still hard and she could finally breathe again.
He kissed her shoulder softly and she snuggled into his embrace. Not even caring in the least that she could hardly breathe.
He rolled to the side and hugged her close. “I love you Cecilly. So much. I am sorry I didn’t do anything about it sooner.”
She laughed and kissed his chest. “I love you too Roman. It’s okay. The Fourth of July is my lucky time of year and I knew it was finally time to tell you.”
He kissed her lips softly. “I am so glad I was at the store the other night.”
She sighed and shut her eyes. “It was fate. And I found a penny on the ground after that. I knew then it was meant to be.”
He kissed her forehead and held her close. “It was indeed meant to be.”
“Will you stay with me tonight, my candle?”
She nodded and let sleep overtake her.
She awoke once in the night with kisses to her spine, and around to her breasts.
Roman turned her to her stomach and thrust inside her, making her moan with how good it felt.
She felt a tiny twinge of pain, but not enough to stop him.
He was deeper this way and it felt amazing. Perfect.
She dropped to her elbows and let him have his way with her. Just feeling the sensations that streaked through her.
Before she knew it, her body climaxed and she screamed out his name into the pillow.
Roman grunted behind her and if it wasn’t the sexiest sound she had ever heard, she didn’t know.
She could almost feel his seed filling her up and she wanted nothing more than to have his baby.
He pulled out of her and she collapsed to his bed.
He pulled her into his arms and said, “Seeing your blue and purple hair peeking out at me as I pound into you is a major turn on my candle.”
She gave a tiny laugh and thanked him. She was asleep the next moment and when she woke in the morning, she was so happy.
Roman had his arms around her and having his naked skin rubbing on hers was so tantalizing.
She was a little sore, but she expected to be.
She was small, and Roman? He was decidedly not. At all. His cock was magnificent and she wanted to spend more time with it.
It made her giggle and shake her body from her small laugh.
Roman groaned a bit and then gave a small sigh.
“What is so funny this early in the morning candle?”
She bit her lip and shook her head. “Nothing.”
He shook his head, “Candle. Don’t you lie to me. I have ways to make you talk.”
She shook her head again and he let her go, rolling her under him.
Then he started tickling her. She shrieked and tried to wiggle out from under him, but he was relentless and when she yelled for mercy, he let her go.
“Are you going to tell me now?”
She laughed a bit longer, “Fine. I was just thinking I am a little sore, but I want to spend more time with your cock.”
Roman grunted out a laugh, then threw his head back and laughed so hard tears ran down his face.
“Candle, my body is yours to use whenever you want. Take what you want.”
She bit her lip, “Lay on your back.”
He did as she asked, rolling onto his back, and putting his hands under his head.
She got on her knees, well aware of his eyes tracking her swaying breasts.
Then she smoothed her palms down his chest and over his abs.
She traced his muscles and every once in a while, kissed his skin.
When she got to the ‘V’ in his hips, she used one finger to trace down it and he squirmed.
“That tickles.”
She grinned and he shook his head, “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”
She bit her lip again and then circled his hard cock in her hand.
Her fingers didn’t go all the way around his length and he let out a small groan when she pumped his length in her hands.
“Candle. That feels so fucking good.”
She leaned down and licked the slit of his cock and his back arched a bit. Then she straddled him.
Placing his cock at her entrance, she sunk down on him, the pain gone quickly with how he filled her.
His hands came out from under his head and held her hips in a tight grip.
She put both her hands on his chest and lifted off his cock until just the tip was inside and then she sat back down.
They both groaned and she did it again and again.
Roman started guiding her hips and moving her faster on him, making her cry out as he slammed her down on him.
When he used his thumb on her clit, she tipped over the edge she was teetering on and came with a shout.
Roman grunted and groaned, his eyes rolling back as he sent hot jets of seed deep inside her.
She collapsed on his chest, “Yep. That’s the kind of getting to know you I was hoping for.”
Roman chuckled under her and it made her clench on him.
He rolled them a bit and she saw how early it was.
“I am still so tired.”
He kissed the top of her head. “Go back to sleep babe.”
She obliged him.
Chapter Nine
Roman
The last two weeks with Cecilly had been the best of his life.
She slept at his house every single night and had slowly started bringing stuff over.
She now had a place in his closet for her clothes and shoes, and a few dra
wers in his dresser.
She also had taken over his bathroom, but he loved having her stuff all over.
What bothered him before had stopped. He didn’t mind her in his space and they had gone to several restaurants and out to the movies.
He had also gone and gotten his haircut by her and having her wash his hair with her perfect breasts hanging in his face was a feat.
It was a good thing he was the last client and everyone else had already gone home for the day.
Because after his haircut, he brought her into the break room and bent her over, fucking her hard from behind.
He had been hard the entire time she was cutting his hair and he had to hide it.
But no longer. That was one of their many times they made love and each time it seemed better than the last.
Roman was glad they were finally together. And tonight, he was going to ask her to be his.
He had picked out the perfect ring for her, as well as a small band.
Her ring was rose gold and had a unique shape.
It looked like a star or firework. With a brightly colored stone in the center with different colors swirling inside it.
Each point of the star as it exploded out of the ring was covered in small diamonds. And he knew it was something Cecilly would love.
He got her a band with rubies, diamonds and sapphires on it and hoped she would wear it to work.
Or wherever. He didn’t care as long as everyone knew she was his.
Melanie and Clark, as well as Katie, Landon, Luke, Rhees, and his parents were helping him to ask her.
They had set up lights all over the backyard and had made it look like a wonderland in her backyard.
He had them set up a speaker and her dad were going to walk her into the back, following a path of glowsticks.
Where he would be kneeling with the ring on the blanket they had used when they watched the fireworks.
And he had convinced the mayor to use a few more fireworks for when they got engaged.
She was more than happy to oblige him when he told her why.
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