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Chapter 5: The proposal 2

His lustful eyes noticed all the reaction. He trailed his gaze from her face down her red dry lips and neck, noticing the dip as she swallowed. Then he moved it down her chest and over her two full and harden nipples.

"Your body tells me you want more, my queen." he purred, his finger coming up to trail over her hardened nipple and she squirm underneath him.

Her head fell back, and a moan escaped her throat. She wanted more and she could only hide it for so long.

She pushed him onto his back and got on top of him, her eyes locked on his and a smile coming into her face. She wanted to ride him. She wanted to fuck him harder than she ever had before, and the lustful look in his eye told her he wanted that.

She leaned closer and kissed his lips, then drawled down his chin and his beard and his neck and shoulders and then his chest. Her lips reach his left nipple and they closed around its hardened tip. He moaned out in response, his need obvious, and his lashes fluttered. She licked and curled her tongue over him before moving to the other and doing the same.

She pulled away and blew against his nipples, and he shuddered. "Fuck!" he cursed, and his eyes fluttered. "Mia," his deep voice drew out, "fuck me now!"

She obliged and moved to position herself on his tip. Her wet entrance kissed his wet tip before sinking in. She moaned, feeling every length of him as she slid onto him and her lashes fluttered.

"Fuck." Xavier cussed from under her. His eyes fixate on her, watching her every move and reaction from being on top.

He had let her ride many times and every time she looked swept away by him.

"Open your eyes!" he commanded, and her lashes pulled apart to settle in his green, desire-filled ones. "you're so enchanting, Mia. I can't believe how glorious you look riding me, fucking me. So precious, my darling."

She moaned and threw her head back when he cupped the full swell of her breast and circled over its tip with his thumb. She shivered and arched into his touch while her hips thrust into him.

Her lips parted, and her tongue lifted, trying to form words but falling short. She was drawing closer to her release, and he knew it, too.

His hands dropped to her waist and grip her hard. "You're close, I can tell! I'm right behind you, my love." he found her button and flicked over it, making her head fall back.

She gasped when his length brushed over her pleasure spot while rubbing against her bud. The pleasure from both his hand and his member buried inside her pushed her over the edge and she hit her release, cumming all over him and dragging him with her.

She fell on the bed beside him and he pulled her closer to place kisses on her neck.

"I missed this," he breathed against her neck and she tingled on the inside, still sensitive to him.

Xavier gathered Mia into his arms and carried her into the bathroom. Together they showered, barely able to keep their hands off each other's bodies. Once done, Xavier stepped out first to get ready while Mia stayed back to dry herself in the bathroom before stepping out and wrapping herself in the brown towel. She stepped into the bedroom to head for the wardrobe. Xavier was almost done dressing up.

"I picked up a dress for you today. I hope you don't mind," he spoke up from behind.

She closed up the wardrobe she had opened to pick an outfit and turned to see him.

She was surprised when she saw Xavier on one knee with a gold ring in his hand.

She paused and gave him a ridiculous look. Yes, she had commanded him onto his knees before, but the atmosphere then and the one now were different.

"What are you doing?" she glanced around, trying to find the dress he picked for her, not ready to acknowledge his crazy act.

"I saw this tradition in Klean and I thought it was cute," he answered.

"What tradition?"

"Well, the to-be groom asks the bride to marry him by getting on one knee and saying will you marry me? So, Mia Ainsworth, will you marry me?" he asked her.

She seemed interested to know how this ends. Yesterday he had gotten on his knee to give her the gold and green ribbons and she wanted to see how this would go. "Okay, and then what?"

"Then the to-be bride says yes," he guided her.

"So I say yes?"

"Yes," he nodded.

"That's my line," she protested with a pout.

"Then say it."

"Yes," she said, and he took her hand and slid the ring onto her finger.

He rose to his feet and pulled her against himself before claiming her lips.

They pulled away, and he placed his head against hers, his eyes fluttering. "The kiss is a part of the tradition?"

"Yes," he said, beaming at her.

His happiness was getting her excited. "Okay, now what?"

"We get married."

"We're already married," she reminded him, her eyes narrowing.

He rolled his eyes, "Yes, but do you want to marry me again? Do it better this time?"

She bit her lips, a wide smile appearing as she nodded. "Yes, I will marry you again."

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