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Pre-Wedding Part 2
Mikayla's POV
"Oh God, Mitch… Right there," I moaned as my fiancé continued to run her tongue against my most sensitive areas. She tends to do this thing where her tongue circles around my- "Of fuck, baby!" I screamed loudly enough that I could have woken up all our neighbors… if we had any.
Mitchie slowly entered me with two fingers, taking her time at first in an attempt to not rush my orgasm. My back was slammed hard against the wall and I swear that had it not been for the small soap bar handle that I managed to clench my hand onto, I would probably be lifeless on the shower floor. The way Mitchie was handling me was sending shocks of pleasure that coursed through my entire body. I wanted to finish, I just wanted to be done and do her again, but she insisted on taking her time.
"Faster, baby." I demanded and pleaded between the string of moans that I continued to emit. I let my free hand grasp the back of her head and began to guide her on how I wanted it. I needed that release badly.
"Mmm…" She moaned into my center as I shoved her face into it with my hand. I nearly came right then and there, but somehow I managed to ride it out. My left leg was up firmly against the opposite wall of the shower, while my right held my entire weight. It was amazing the way I could bend in the shower, especially when it came to getting fucked.
"Right there! Don't stop! Ohhh, babe, please don't stop." I moaned in ecstasy. I could feel my walls tightening against Mitchie's fingers and she moaned loudly as they did so. She always loves to take me over the edge; I know she prides herself in being the only one who can do that.
"I'm about to cum," I informed her as the rhythm in her fingers quickened and her tongue worked its magic against my clit. Just as I spoke, I felt an incredibly amazing sensation and it didn't take more than a second to realize what had happened… Mitchie had slightly bitten my clit. In seconds I was out cold, almost giving out completely. My amazing fiancé brought her free hand up to my chest in an attempt to hold me up as I came.
My left hand was still clenched tightly against the soap bar handle and my right hand was lost in Mitchie's hair. She stood up abruptly, her fingers still pushed inside of me and her thumb pressed against my vibrant bundle of nerves. She brought her arm from my chest and around my waist, allowing me to shake uncontrollably against her. There were often times, usually when I was high like tonight, where Mitchie managed to give me an amazing orgasm. It was one of those body shaking and almost out of body experiences. Today was definitely one of those.
"I think I just came watching you do that." She whispered in my ear after she removed her fingers from inside of me. A small frown covered my face as I felt her leaving me. "You're so hot when you orgasm, Mik." She added seductively.
I let myself breathe for a second since I literally almost lost my breath. "That was amazing." I managed to let out those three little words that were repeating in my head. I was completely breathless, so managing to speak was a bit shocking to me.
"Let's shower now." Mitchie suggested as she pulled away from me and grabbed her little pink loofa. I hadn't bothered to move from my frozen state after my orgasm. It wasn't because I didn't want to, just that I honestly couldn't move. I watched Mitchie as she began to wash herself, eyeing me with a smirk as she did.
"Come here." She insisted as she wiggled her little index finger at me. I wondered whether or not I would be able to even walk after what I had just experienced, but as soon as I saw her wiggle her finger at me I knew that I had to.
"Turn around." I told her as I stepped a few inches into her. I took the loofa from her hands as she did what I suggested. We stood there in silence as I helped her get cleaned up, sneaking kisses onto her wet skin in the process. Mitchie's giggles filled the small area of the shower each time I'd attempt to tickle her. One thing I always loved to do to her, was tickle her sides. She almost always responded with this little dance, quite frankly it was the most adorable thing I'd ever seen.
"Babe, stop." She cried as I went to tickle her one last time. Her laughing ceased and I took this as the opportunity to stop, before she got annoyed. "Thank you." She said quietly once I went back to cleaning her off. For the next five minutes, the two of us stood there in silence as we helped each other shower.
I generally never took showers with Mitchie, the only time we ever had was only spent doing what we had just concluded. This was the first time I was able to shower her, to admire every single inch of her body as the warm water fell upon it. The smile plastered on Mitchie's face indicated that she was enjoying this as much as I was. When she least expected it, I pressed my lips softly against hers and just let them linger there. "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever set my eyes on, miss." I told her between pecks of kisses. At the conclusion of my sentence, Mitchie brought her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly against her.
"I got lucky with you." She admits as we pull away. I looked into her eyes and I could see tears starting to form. At first I thought it was just the water from the shower, but the little gleam in my fiancé's eyes indicated that she was indeed beginning to cry.
"Baby, why are you crying?" I asked with a hint of concern in my voice. I've always hated seeing her cry; it broke my heart into pieces.
"Because I'm so in love with you," She began to say. Her arms had dropped from around my neck and both her hands were now holding mine as she spoke. We looked into each other's eyes and I knew what she was about to say was going to have me emotional. "Every little thing about you just keeps me so happy. When I'm with you I feel like I'm on cloud nine, when we kiss I feel like there's nothing more right. Being in your arms is by far the best feeling I've ever experienced."
"Mitch, I lo-" I began to say but Mitchie interrupted me with a small peck. She had gotten into the notion of constantly interrupting me with kisses. I should find it annoying but instead I find it irresistible.
"I'm not done, Mik. I don't think you realize just how much you mean to me. I'd do anything for you; I'd give up everything just to be with you forever. I keep replaying your proposal in my head because I've seriously never been as happy as I was that night. It was our first step to forever and now I can't wait to walk down that aisle and completely seal the deal. I'm so blessed that God gave me you, baby." She concluded her little emotional speech by taking my face into both her hands and pulling me in for a romantic kiss. My hands found their way to her waist and we remained there until the both of us were forced to pull away as air became an issue.
"Make love to me," I told her. "We haven't properly made love to each other in a long time, Mitch. I miss that. No sex, not fucking... just love. Let me prove to you just how much I love you, how much I can't live without you."
Mitchie quickly shut off the water and pulled at my hand, leading me out of the shower. In the silence that filled us, she and I quickly dried up as much as possible before I was being led into our bedroom. I could feel the excitement radiating from my fiancé, she was just as happy abut this as I was. When we finally reached our bed, I stopped a few inches away from it and pulled Mitchie in towards me. "You're my everything." I whispered in her ear, causing her to slightly shake beneath me. The room was slightly dark but yet I could still see her smile up at me.
Our lips found each other once again in a silent, passionate kiss. This time around I wasn't trying to force my tongue down her throat, and she wasn't trying to force hers down mine either. Instead the kiss was innocent, a long lasting kiss that proved our love for one another. I guided her backwards until the back of her knees made contact with our bed. Without bothering to pull away from her lips, I pushed her down slowly so she was laying flat beneath me.
"Scoot back." I suggested into the kiss and Mitchie quickly followed my order. I let my lips linger from her lips down to her neck; leaving soft kisses all around it. I couldn't tell exactly what Mitchie was thinking, but the way her soft moans came out one after the other told me she was enjoying my efforts.
I pulled away and just stared down at her, admiring the fact that she was mine and no one else's. I brushed my thumb over her cheek and smiled sweetly at her. "You're beautiful, you know that?" I stated to her before pecking her soft lips. She smiled sweetly into it, and in that moment I swear I fell in love again.
I don't know how long I was on top just kissing and admiring her, but before I knew it she had managed to switch our positions. Usually I would have flipped us right back over, but this time around I wasn't going to fight it. We were going to make love again and that's all that truly mattered. I closed my eyes for a second and I could feel her moving around above me, adjusting herself between my legs so the two of us could become one.
There was something about feeling her against me that made me feel complete and somewhat alive. She kissed my lips again as we finally began to make love. We took our time with it, her lightly thrusting into me while I looked up and admired her beauty. I liked the way she was glowing as she pushed into me, moaning lightly as the pleasure began to slowly take over. I've always adored hearing those moans, even more so now that I know she's mine forever.
Mitchie pulled back a little and began to ride me, sensually running her fingers through her hair as she provided me with a perfect view of her breasts. I appreciated the way they were slowly bouncing and she smiled down at me before her eyes closed. I could sense her concentrating on providing the both of us with pleasure. Her hands were placed lightly on torso, holding herself up. My hands were firmly placed on her waist, making a slow descend to her ass. "Typical." She laughed lightly in my pursuit. I used my hands to help guide her, setting the pace for us as she grinded into me.
Even after countless nights of making love to Mitchie, she still continues to fascinate me. It's always like our first time, but so much better. Making love to her gets better with each time, and today I knew it was going to be perfect.
"God, you're beautiful." I moan out into the darkness, hoping she'd hear me.
"Mmm…" She moaned as she opened her eyes and leaned down to bring our foreheads together. Through the darkness of the night I could see the love in her deep brown eyes. They begged for more but told me they loved me, all in one.
Mitchie's breathing quickened as our pace gradually got faster. She thrusted harder into me as my hands helped guide her. The room was silent except for the moans that escaped our lips and the slight sound of our bed squeaking. "I love you." I heard Mitchie finally whisper into my ear. I melted beneath her at the sound of her voice, especially when hearing her say that.
I was close, that was given by the way my moans got louder and the fact that Mitchie was now pushing faster into me. Mitchie's hands moved from my chest down to the side of my head, preparing herself for what was coming. Her eyes shut tight and her moans got louder. Suddenly, I felt her clench the sheets beside my head. "Look at me, Mitch." I managed to whisper to her. Her eyes opened and she smiled down at me only thing that I could hear now was Mitchie's breathing harden as she rode me faster. The sound of our bed squeaking overlapped with her moans and I began to feel myself slip away. I knew I was close and just the bare thought of Mitchie coming undone above me was driving me insane.
"Come on baby," I pleaded to Mitchie as she looked down at me and the pace got faster and harder. "Cum for me, Mitch." I begged. As soon as my words were spoken, Mitchie's eyes rolled back and I knew exactly what I had accomplished.
"OH GOD, OH GOD." She screamed at the top of her lungs as she came undone and fell weightless on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her back and pushed up into her, helping her ride out what seemed to be an amazing orgasm. "Mikayla!" She added between the moans and screams that filled the room. The sheer sound of my name being moaned out by my fiancé as we made love had me sold.
"Shit," I half whispered, half moaned as I felt myself about to explode. Mitchie was still recuperating from hers when I finally got my opportunity to orgasm. "Fuck baby, that's it." I moaned in ecstasy as my body shook and the pleasure filled every inch of me. Mitchie smirked down at me when I finally opened my eyes; she loved the effect she had on me.
"Was that good for you?" She asked me before thrusting one last time into me. The pleasure had subsided but I still felt amazing. Just being intertwined with her was perfect enough.
It took us a few minutes to fully recuperate and for me to finally be able to answer Mitchie. "Amazing." I admitted. I was slightly disappointed when she lifted herself from above me and laid herself by my side. The second I was able to regain composure, I opened my arm up to her so she could come nuzzle into me. She didn't hesitate to drape her arm over my stomach and position her head on my chest.
"Tired yet?" I asked her as I attempted to draw circles on her back as she did the same on my tummy. "Mhmm." She responded without hesitation. I chuckled to myself, she was always so tired after we made love.
"Then go to sleep, Mitch." I suggested.
"Will you be here when I wake?" She asked me cautiously. This had become a routine with us since the day my memory finally came back. It was like deep inside she worried that I might slip off and forget her again. I knew that would never happen though. Now that she was back in my arms, I was never going to let her go. Ever.
"Sleep, baby. I'll be right here when you wake." I promised her before lightly pressing my lips on her forehead. I felt Mitchie's grip grow tighter as I said this and I knew deep inside she was actually worried that I might leave. "Don't be scared, princess. Everything's going to be alright."
Seconds later I thought I heard a soft snore, and much to my suspicions Mitchie had completely passed out. The girl who said we'd 'stay up all night long' actually ended up being the first to fall asleep. It was cute to hear her lightly snoring; it was an indication that she was beyond tired. I guess I did my job well.
I attempted to close my eyes and sleep too, but all I felt like doing right now was writing. The weed had rubbed off somewhere between my first orgasm and this last one, and now I had all these ideas floating around in my head. I waited a few minutes for Mitchie to fall into deep sleep, and once she did I slowly removed myself from the bed and moved over to the small desk located a few feet from it. I took out a sheet of paper and began to put down my thoughts. A song was coming together so quickly; this was usually a tougher process.
I lifted my gaze from the half written song and examined my sleeping fiancé. She was still positioned the way I had left her, and her soft snores had now ceased. Just looking at her sleeping brought tears to my eyes. She was everything I could have ever asked for, and she was mine forever. I blinked away the tears and they fell slowly down my cheeks. There was no denying it but Mitchie had made me a complete softy.
"Mikayla?" I heard Mitchie's worried voice asking for me. I had returned my attention to writing this song and I hadn't even noticed her wake. She had a completely lost look on her face as she looked around in search for me. "Mik!?" She asked again this time louder, her voice more shaky.
"Baby, I'm right here." I responded from my spot at the desk. She turned to look at me and frowned, falling back into the pillow and covering her face with her hands. I heard her start to sob and I decided to put the writing away for later. As much as I wanted to finish this song, comforting my baby was far more important. "I'm right here, Michelle." I promised her as I made my way over to the bed. She was still crying to herself when I wrapped my arms tightly around her, holding her close.
"I thought you were gone." She muttered into my chest as she cried. I hadn't noticed until then, but the two of us were still completely naked. Holding her in my arms, I leaned forward and grabbed the bed sheets, bring them up to wrap around the two of us. "Why did you leave me?" She asked.
"I couldn't go to sleep so I started writing a song." I admitted as I ran my fingers through her soft yet very messy hair. She raised her head a little and I looked into her sad eyes. "Don't worry, Mitchie, I'm right here. Your Mikayla will always be right here." I promised as I attempted to wipe away her tears with my thumb. The other hand held her tightly against me, showing her that losing me was not an option.
"I just woke up and your arms weren't around me." She says. "Wait, you were writing a song?" She added after it sunk in.
"Yeah, baby." I responded with a smile. "And no, you can't see it." I included in there because I knew that's what she was going to ask next.
"What? Why?" She asked as she sat up and looked me quizzically. "Babe, you always show me your songs."
"This one's a surprise, my lady." I responded by wrapping my arms around her and pulling her back into me. I could feel Mitchie frowning at the fact that I wasn't going to show her this song. "Aw come on, Kay." She begged with a cute tone while her fingers began tracing up and down my sides. She was trying to seduce me into showing her a song that I haven't even finished yet, but nothing was going to work; this was our wedding song.
"You can seduce me all you'd like, all you're going to get out of it is a very horny fiancé." I teased as I grabbed the hand she used to caress me and brought it up to my face, placing it softly against my cheek. "Look at me, babe." Mitchie lifted her head and looked into my eyes again. "I promise when the time is right, you'll hear this song, okay?"
"Okay." She smiled weakly at me before emitting a cute yawn. "Go to sleep, wifey." I told her in response.
"Sing to me?" She laid her head back down on my chest and I held her close. I thought about the different songs I could sing to her and I settled with one that I had written on her bus this past week. I had sung this to her almost every night now, at least every night since I wrote it. "Be alright?" I asked her even though I knew the answer. "Mhm." She replied before settling in my arms and preparing to go back to sleep.
"Across the ocean, across the sea. Startin' to forget the way you look at me now…"' I sang lightly into the night as I held my fiancé close. In three months she'd no long be my fiancé, she'd be my wife. I couldn't wait for that, it was the only thing I looked forward to.
Here's an update :) unsure of when the next (and yes, VERY LAST) chapter of this story will come, but if i can get it done soon i will post it for you. I hope you enjoyed the last two updates. Review if you would like, thank you for reading :)