The Ranch II

24

"Come I wanna fuck my fiancé." He muttered pulling Nola inside his house. Their lips met in an electrifying kiss, an immediate connection that sent shivers down their spines. Fallon's hand tenderly cradled the back of Nola's neck, his fingers entwined in her hair, while his other hand rested securely beneath her, pulling her closer onto his hips. The world outside faded away as they lost themselves in the passionate embrace.
He ascended the stairs with purpose, heading towards the bathroom. His voice, low and sultry, reached Nola's ears as he whispered, "I want to take you in the shower, my darling." Her response was a soft hum, the desire in her eyes unmistakable, her body responding to his words as she felt herself growing increasingly aroused.
Inside the bathroom, the warm steam from the running water enveloped them, setting a sensuous atmosphere. Fallon's touch was electrifying as he began to explore her with his hands, the anticipation of what was to come sending waves of excitement through them both.
"God you are so wet." He muttered when his fingers entered her with ease. His finger began playing with her clit as he slowly went in and out of her entrance. A gasp escaped Nola's lips as Fallon's lips began their assault on her neck, a trail of soft, heated kisses igniting her senses. Each tender press of his lips sent a jolt of pleasure through her, and a ball of excitement coiled tightly in the pit of her stomach.
As he continued his passionate assault, her desire grew, building like a roaring fire inside her. He groaned as he looked at her face. Every little detail turned him on. Every touch, every kiss, every caress stoked the flames of their shared passion, and the world outside the steamy embrace of the shower seemed to fade into obscurity. Nola surrendered to the intoxicating sensations.
"Fallon." She moaned as he pushed her higher latching his lips on her cunt. His tongue lapping over her soaking pussy. His fingers stayed in her entrance as his tongue played with her clit. She whimpered at the beautiful feeling.
"You taste divine," Fallon murmured, his voice filled with desire, as he slowly lowered Nola in a swift, deliberate movement. Her surprised shriek turned into a gasp of pleasure as he filled her with his dick, their bodies merging in a fiery union of passion.
In that electrifying moment, time seemed to stand still, and their bodies moved in perfect harmony. Their connection deepened with each rhythmic motion, and the intensity of their desire burned brighter with every touch and kiss. They were lost in each other, their bodies and souls entwined in a blissful, passionate dance that carried them into the depths of ecstasy.
"Do you enjoy this my darling?" He asked as he pushed deeply inside of her. Nola's fingers dug deep into Fallon's shoulders, her grip growing more intense with each overwhelming sensation that coursed through her body. Her teeth sank into her lower lip, a mix of pleasure and a hint of pain sending ripples of excitement through her.
She nodded eagerly, her eyes locked onto Fallon's. Her moan was loud and fueling to Fallon his desires.
Yes," Nola breathed out, her voice filled with happiness and agreement, her body still trembling with pleasure from their passionate connection.
A mischievous smile played on Fallon's lips as he continued, "Good, because this is going to be our daily routine after we are married." With that, he pushed her gently to the side, allowing him to go even deeper, their shared desire burning like a never-ending flame.
"I am coming ." Nola whimpered as his trust became harsher and longer. Hitting right on her g-spot.
"You wait for me." Fallon ordered grabbing her neck, as he began to pound in her.
"Please, Fallon." Nola whimpered out.
Nola felt her excitement grow, something she wouldn't be able to hold it any longer.
"Now, darling." He ordered pushing deep inside of her, before releasing all his seeds inside of her. She let go of her own juices covering his dick completely. The water washed most of it away. Fallon slowly rode out their high.
Nola slumped against Fallon his body. Their breathing mixed with each other. He grabbed her chin kissing her lips passionately.
"Do not fall asleep my darling." He whispered as her eyes fluttered slightly. "We are not done."
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"Wake up, darling," Fallon whispered as he kissed her cheeks gently. "Breakfast?"
"No," she said, shaking her head playfully, but her smile gave away her true feelings.
"Come on, I'm not asking again," Fallon insisted, pulling her back towards him. Her smile continued to light up the room, and he cherished that radiant expression on her face.
"You are so perfect," he muttered, his lips finding hers before he helped her into a sitting position.
"I love you," she murmured against his lips, their love filling the quiet morning with warmth and affection.
"When do you want to move in?" He asked her.
"Oh," she breathed out, nodding thoughtfully. "I don't know. I want to live with you, but I'll miss my parents," she admitted, nervously biting her nail.
"We can visit your parents every week, darling," he reassured her, gently pushing her hair out of her face with a loving smile.
"Yeah, that's true," Nola said, her expression brightening. "Alright, let's do it this week or something."
"When do you want the wedding? I want you to have your dream wedding, and I'll love anything you love," Fallon told her, his eyes filled with affection.
"I want it small and outdoors, maybe around Christmas, but that might be too quick?" she wondered aloud.
"Nothing is too quick," Fallon immediately replied, his enthusiasm for marrying her evident. He wished they could do it right now if possible. He longed to be known as Nola's husband, and for her to be his wife, exclusively his.
"Christmas morning?" she asked, a giddy excitement dancing in her eyes at the thought of a Christmas wedding.
"Alright then, we'll do Christmas morning. We can arrange everything in a month. It won't be big, as you said, so it won't be hard. Everything will be perfect because you're perfect," Fallon declared, sealing his promise with a joyous kiss, before he threw breakfast of the bed and took her once again. The morning had been drawn out by four rounds of passionate love. Nola, as she finally stood up, felt every inch of her body sore, but she couldn't help but wear a satisfied smile.
"Do you need my help, darling?" Fallon asked, his face glowing with pride at what he had done to his fiancée.