When his body relaxed, he pulled out and then looked down at me, dropping a damp kiss on my lips. He gave me another, and I let out a whimper.
He dropped his hand and used the tips of his fingers to rub circles on my clit. My body bucked in response, and he swallowed my moans, still kissing me. Owning me.
His soft cock was now on my thigh, rubbing against me. I felt him spasm as he massaged me faster, building me up more and more.
“Oh, God! Cane!” I cried out. His hand felt so damn good, and my body had been worked up since the moment he’d thrust inside me. I clutched the sheets with one hand while my other ran through the hair on the back of his head, and then I came all over his fingers, just as he’d been anticipating, and he hummed in response.
“I’ll never get tired of that either,” he mumbled on my mouth, and I could tell he was smiling. “Watching you come for me.”
I smiled up at him, and after we’d cleaned up what we could, we jumped in the shower together, this time making love. We always made love before he left town.
For some, marriage means harmony, but for Cane and I…well, I had no idea what it meant for us. To be honest, a part of me was afraid that one day he would want a family, and I wouldn’t be able to deliver that.
Even so, not much had changed since we’d gotten engaged. We were still the same couple who loved too hard, and fucked even harder, even after getting back from our trip. I will say that my love for him was monumental—like somehow being engaged to him was deeper than just him asking me a question. It was as if we were connected by an invisible but unbreakable chain.
Once Lora found out, she asked if she could help plan our wedding, and when Cane and I agreed she could, she immediately started investigating options. She assured me the wedding wouldn’t happen until after I graduated, and promised that the process would be as stress-free as possible, just so long as Cane didn’t try and set a low budget for it.
Later that night, I watched Cane walk out the door to get to the black car that was waiting for him. Neo, his driver, stood patiently by the trunk with his hands clasped in front of him. Cane had given Neo his suitcase, but before he got into the backseat, Cane came back toward the porch, jogged up the steps, and reeled me in by the waist, giving me a passionate, sensual kiss. I giggled behind it at first, and then kissed him just as deeply, curling my fingers into his shirt.
“I love you, girl,” he said, pulling away, walking backward before reaching the steps.
“And I love you, man. Safe travels.” I blew him a kiss as he climbed into the car. Neo shut the door behind him, and before I knew it, the car was rolling away.
Sighing, I went back into the house and upstairs, where I spotted Lora coming out of her room.
“Hey munchkin!” she sang.
I laughed. “Hey. You wanna watch a movie tonight?”
“Kandy Jennings!” she gasped. “Are you asking me on a date?”
I broke out in a laugh, walking into my and Cane’s bedroom. Lora followed after me as I walked to the closet and pulled out a blanket and my favorite pair of fuzzy socks.
“Just a movie, no play.” I winked back at her.
“Sure, I don’t see why not. Oh—I didn’t even tell you about this bridal boutique I found. It’s in Charlotte. I went to check it out, and the dresses are fucking stunning, Kandy. You’d love them.”
“But are they super expensive?” I asked, pressing my lips and closing the closet door.
She scoffed. “Um, duh! I’m not letting you walk around in some two-dollar shit, okay? Only the best for you. Got it?”
I smiled.
“Now Cane…he’s going to be a little harder to get in order. He’d settle for a basic-as-hell tux.” Her head shook. “Not letting that happen. I mean, he’s got all that money and is so cheap with it.” She rolled her eyes as she fluffed her hair in front of our floor-to-ceiling mirror.
“You know we don’t need a great, big wedding, Lora,” I laughed. “I don’t even know that many people—not any that are close enough for me to invite, anyway.”
“Yeah, but Cane does, and once word gets out about him getting married, the people who work for him are going to be fighting to get an invitation. Did you see that Tempt has announced on their website and blog that he proposed to “a special lady” in Belize? I’m not sure how the word got out, but I’m sure his emails and calls are blowing up right about it now.”