Chasing His Muse

“Good Morning beautiful.” Breton was sitting with my cup of coffee, as he set his down on the bedside table.

He looked serious, though it was making me hard to focus when he was only wearing his boxers and nothing at all. Seeing his tattooed goodness, making me drool inside.

“Nikki, drink your coffee please, and stop looking like you want to devour me, baby.” He caressed my cheek as I took the coffee, and started drinking it. I smile looking at the Sharpie’s written note on the lip of the cup.

“Finish it, love.” He told me as he rubbed my arm lovingly. I shrugged and drank it, while he waited for me patiently.

Then I read the Sharpie’s written note on the bottom of the cup “will you marry me?” Then I saw the little navy box, that he was holding in front of me.

My tears started falling, I was smiling and crying at the same time. “Well? Will you? I’m waiting to put my ring on your finger.” He asked non romantically making me laughed and sobbing now.

“Are you sure Brenton? I love you, but you’re talking about for the rest of our lives here. And we’ve just known each other for a couple of months.” I was wiping my tears now. I didn’t want him to do this, in the spurs of the moment.

“I am, beautiful. I’ve never felt like this before. I love you so much, and I know I have to have you. I have to marry you. I’ve been carrying the ring for a couple of weeks now. Waiting for the right moment. Look, why don’t we get engaged first? I just need you to be mine. And if we have to be engaged for the rest of our lives then fuck it! As long as I’m with you beautiful.”

I hugged him. “Yes! Brenton. Yes. I’ll marry you. And we go with the engagement first.” He grinned widely, and pulled the ring out of the box, and put it on my finger. He threw the box to the floor, and got on top of me, then crushing his lips to mine.

“Baby the cup.” He took it and put it on the side table next to his. Then he was lost underneath the covers. I could feel him creeping under the cover, making me giggle and blushed. He pulled me underneath the covers as I laughed.

“Brenton! Tickles, no stop it.” I laughed when he started trailing kisses and touching me all over my body.

Minutes later I was hot and heavy panting his name. “My fiancé, my beautiful future wife, will you consummate this proposal with me now?” He whispered hoarsely in between kisses.

“Yes Brenton”.

Then he was gone and pulled me to the edge of the bed, and carried me to the bathroom, making me shrieked.

“We’re having brunch at my parent’s. Need to tell them about our engagement. Let’s fuck in the shower to make it quick.” He explained in between his scorching hot kisses, while I was moaning his name over and over again.

I was lost in his kisses when he turned on the shower, and set the temperature, then took me under the shower. His kisses and touches making me more aroused, I started touching his tattooed body licking and sucking him, making him groaned.

I could feel his hardness against mine. As I started going down him. “Fuck Nikki, not now baby. I need it to fuck you hard.”

But I didn’t listen to him, as started licking and sucking and stroking his shaft with my palm.

“Damn baby, fuck more! Again baby.” He was holding my head, keeping the pace. But suddenly he pulled me up and kissed me hard, opening my mouth and kissing me passionately. While he pushed me to the shower wall and pushed himself in me, forcing me to adjust, and stretching myself for him.

Then he lifted me and circled my legs on his waist, making him go deeper in me. He groaned and kept my body leaning against the wall for support. “Hell Nikki, so good. I need you for the rest of my life baby.”

“You have me, Brenton, you have me for the rest of our lives. Now shut up and fuck faster. I’m almost there.” He laughed and thrust in me deeper, and faster as he sucked my sensitive spot between my shoulder.

We came together, panting and moaning each other’s names. He showered me with his love when he cleaned my body and rinsed the shampoo out of my hair.

We finally got out of the bathroom and got dressed, and left for his parents two hours behind schedule, after another bedroom sex and one steamy kitchen counter sex later.

*****

“Hi mum, sorry we’re a bit late.” Brenton kissed me, making me blushed red. Knowing the reason for our tardiness.

“But I was asking this lovely woman here to marry me, and it took a lot of convincing and celebration afterward.” He took my ring hand and showed her.

I was beyond crimson right now. “Brenton, I haven’t even say Hi to your mother.” Smiling at her and was about to say hello, but she pulled me in for a hug and kissed both of my cheeks.

“Oh! thank you, honey. You’re the best that ever happened to him. I’m just glad that you would take him as he is.” She joked and scolded him.

“Come, let’s tell your dad, he’s in the back.” Brenton walked ahead to find his dad.

“Nicolette honey, now you call me mum okay? No more Hellen, we’re family now.” She hugged me again making me shed my tear, remembering my parents.

“Sorry Hellen, I mean mum. I just got a bit emotional.” Brenton was back with his dad, and he saw me and gave me a big fat hug.

“Nicolette darling, welcome to the family. Brenton just told me about it. Now let’s get to the patio and I’ll get the champagne and we’ll celebrate.”

We talked and laughed, brunch turned to lunch. Brenton was holding my ring hand the whole conversation. He looked happy. Then he noticed that I was looking at him, and he kissed my ring finger lovingly.

His mum was looking at us and smiling at her husband looking content, making me happy on the inside, butterflies and all.

My Happily Ever After.