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She went back to scribbling on her invitations when she noticed Nick had been gone a rather long period of time. She made her way upstairs to find him sprawled out on the bed half asleep. He was rather adorable all spread out and just inviting her to play. Smoothly, she climbed over on top of him and gently planted kisses along his neck. When receiving no response, she continued her ministrations as she separated the buttons on his shirt. She swirled her tounge around the small pink nub bringing it to life as her fingers sliced around the other. He still wasn't responding. Damn! Most women would kill for the fact that it took forever and a day to arouse him but her bullheaded stubborness sometimes prevented her from seeing past that. She trailed her tongue downward slicing it along the elastic waistband of his blue shorts with the sport stripe on the hip. Almost. She pressed away what material she could and flicked her tongue over the mushroom tip. She repeated her action and she felt those big oceans of blue dropped down into the dazzling display of mischieviousness lighting up the stormy centers of blue.
"Don't you dare."
"Baby, it's too late. You're already half awake down here,"she smiled."Now be a good boy and let me do what I want,"she half commanded.
"Yes ma'am,"he agreed and shifted to relieve the barrier holding in his entirity. I don't know if you've ever heard of the hand theory but if you have, then you know that our little Nicky was a very big boy.
She relieved herself of her attire and returned to the fully pronounced invasion proudly standing at attention from his body. He always loved watching her undress.
"Enjoy the show?"she taunted as she lightly caressed his ankles working slowly upward until she reached her destination.
"You...know.. I ..do,"he responded as she rendered him virtually speechless with the first dip over the swollen head. Slowly, she bobbed upon his length; taking in as much as her small curvatures would allow her to engage. She disregarded his protests as her tongue sliced his full length as she coddled the tender flesh underneath into a fireball on the edge of explosion. She returned to the unattended masterpiece and indulged him with the intensity of her increased rhythm. He never been rough before but the pleasure was well beyond his comprehension and he forced her against himself until she was completely consumed by his masculinity. She was almost gagging on him but she would do anything to make sure he received his pleasure. With a few more strokes of encouragement, she felt the onslaught of his pleasure draining down the back of her throat. She'd never been pressed to do it but at the same time she felt oddly turned on. Maybe it was the fact that it was turning him on. She took the entire amount in and made sure every last drop was gone before she met with his approving gaze."Are you okay?"

She slithered up over him."I'm fine."
"No you're not."
"Why's that?"
"Because you haven't had the pleasure of me yet."
"Oh. Do I get a demonstration with this?"
"It's virtually required,"he indicated as he suddenly flipped her over onto the king size bed.
"Nice introduction,"she played.
"You ain't seen nothing yet,"as he nibbled the length of her neck and onto the surface of her mountainous bosom. He encompassed the rosey protrusion. She slightly arched as his tongue trailed up on to the other simulating his previous engagement. Swirling and nipping against the luscious creations, he moved steadily downward to the enticing valley of her feminity. She felt his lips feather lightly against her thigh before showing any interest toward the burning desire void of his caress. His tongue slid the length of her opening. He sliced into the juices already voicing their opinion of his tender taunting. He twisted the cresting pink jewel into his power as his fingers dived into the vastness of the urgency rising to the occasion of his touch. Agonizing minutes later, she felt the wonderful sensation of his tongue penetrating her velvetly walls. She could feel it worming it's way around and bobbing in and out as she grasped the headboard's frame. Soon, she felt the key to her imprisoning desire present her release as that first wonderful wave coursed throughout her.
"Had enough yet?"
She found herself face to face with her delightful captor."You mean there's more?"she innocently played along.
"Definitely,"he produced as he languidly introduced himself within her depths.
She bit her lower lip as she acclimated to wondrous sensation that was hers alone. How could anything be more incredible then this she briefly pondered as he steadily increased his rhythm. The feel of his body pushing her beyond the limits of what she always thought should be and into a loving world of utter bliss. His attentions were fully focused on her pleasure. Not to say he wasn't getting anything from it but if she felt it, he felt it. They were one. The whole world just disappeared as they physically communicated their love for one another. His need was agonizingly aching to be relinquished but he held back until he knew she was fulfilled. He desperately pursued the surmounting pleasure growing within her, reached in and consumed the very heart of her embodiment.
He rolled off of her; powerless to the weakened submissiveness lying next to him. She was so peaceful and elegant; even in her sleep she was amazing. The tangled mess of blonde strands slid sporadically as she turned her head and lightly grazed his shoulder with her lips."Love you baby,"she softly acknowledged as she weaved her fingers through his. She felt the gold band still encompassing his finger. Lazily she inquired,"You still have it on?"
"That's okay isn't it?"
"Doesn't bother me if it doesn't bother you,"she groggily replied.
"Sleep well my love,"he surrendered to the similar influence of exhaustion that had consumed his one and only.

The next morning she awoke to find the bed void of Nick's presence. He was never up before she was.
She threw a robe over her naked form and went in search of him. She couldn't quite believe the sight before her as she silently watched him methodically put together the mess of wedding invitations that had once covered the dining room table."Good morning,"she made herself known.
"Good morning. Sleep well?"
"Funny you should ask. I had the most mind blowing sex last night and this guy, Wow! "
"That good huh?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe I should meet this guy."
"You already know him."
"I do?"he continued playing along.
"Yes you do. And you know what else?"
"He is the most wonderful man in the world."
"What'd he do that makes him so special?"
"Eh, you know, this and that. Nothing in particular."
"Is that so?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For putting all these together."
"We're getting married. Not just you."
"Really now?"
"I am a man of many surprises."
"Yes you are."