Chapter 32
I: Isaac could not keep still. He pulled off his pants as he felt her urging him to do so, still kissing her body and being infatuated with the scent of her hair. He forced his boxers down so quickly, he had no care to ask if she had ever seen a naked man before. He wasn't sure if it was unkind to inquire.
When she finally began to remove the dress, he stopped rushing to take it all in. The dress fell away, and he instantly grew solid at the sight of her body, inside her panties and bra. It was cute, but he felt the fabric and his mouth went dry. He swallowed hard as she reached to remove her bra, and her breasts fumbling out of it made him gasp. His hands reached to her breasts, softly, carefully he cupped the softness of them. His thumbs lightly caressed her nipples.
When she reached for her panties too, he almost had a heart attack. His eyes went wide, and he wondered if somehow, he had forced her to do this, but she slipped out of them so quickly he knew she wanted this as much as him. He gulped as he lowered to her body, her arms coming around him to hold him, her lips kissing him. Isaac was in a state of shock. He knew he was drunk, but he was afraid to stop or else she would leave, she would run again, and he would not have a chance to have her for himself.
He pressed their naked bodies together, and he moaned as she kissed him, her little nipples pressed against his chest and he had already begun to precum as he nestled between her thighs. It had been so long since he had been with a woman that now he remembered he had forgotten what sex could possibly feel like. He swallowed the lump in his throat as she kept kissing him, nipping at him and he gently grabbed her hips.
"We should slow down Jess. Is it? Are you-?" he wanted to ask if she was still a virgin, but God help him...if she wasn't it would kill him inside. If in the four years they were apart she had found a man to give her something that Isaac could not give, if she had found a man that she did not want to run from, Isaac would never, ever forgive himself. It would kill him. He didn't want to know.
"Please don't answer that. I can't handle a lie, and I don't think I can handle the truth." He shook his head slowly and kissed her bare belly. "You are so beautiful Jess...you have always been so damn beautiful." He began to kiss further until he was nearing the end of her stomach and kissed her pelvis. He continued down until his lips kiss the softness of her womanhood, and he began to fervently search for the warmth. He spread her outer lips and began to seek her clit, his lips kissing the flesh, the steaming hot flesh between. He began to moan as he savored it, and he began to softly suckle her taste and sensitive flesh into his mouth.
B: She gasped at his largeness and then looked at his body and she grew wet. He was perfect. His muscles were tone and strong. As he rubbed, her nipple she moaned softly. When he pressed their bodies together, she wanted nothing more than for him to enter her. She had waited four years for this. Many men had tried to date her or get into her panties while she was in Paris, but she turned them all away. When he said they should slow down she looked at him longing for them to keep going. When he started to ask if she was a virgin she nodded. "I am. I saved myself for you. No one else can make me feel like you can." She panted softly.
When he kissed down her belly she gasped at the fire and wetness it caused her. When he kissed her womanhood, she moaned out. When he spread her and kissed her, she moaned out again. When he started to suck on her she grew wetter and more moaned a little louder. She needed him. She needed his shaft inside her. Her body twitched with longing and need. She sat up and moved to the end of the bed so if he wished he could continue. Once she settled, she grabbed his shaft gently in her hand and stroked it deeply but softly. She wanted to let him know she wanted to continue with how things were going.
I: Isaac groaned into her soft flesh as she grabbed his shaft. He could feel the passion in her touch, and it made him simply ,let at the feeling of her hands on him. He wanted so badly to continue tasting her, but he knew what a woman in need felt like. If Jess had truly been waiting for him this whole time, then he needed to treat her properly and be sure she was satisfied.
He kissed her thighs and gently thrust his member in her hand and looked at her with a smile, his mind tipsy from the wine, but happy they could finally be together.
He came close, hugging her to his body and looked into her eyes. "Jess, we can get married if that is what you truly wish. You have waited this long, if you can wait a little longer, then I will take you on our wedding night. You deserve respect Jess. And if you want me to wait, then I will." He kissed her softly. "I can still give you pleasure and save making love for our wedding night. You are special to me and I want to treat you properly."
B: She looked at him when he stopped and when he hugged her close and kissed her and said those words she began to cry. "You still love me? You want to marry me?" She looked into his eyes and cried happily. "I will wait as long as you want me to. I will do whatever you want me to. Isaac, I love you and I always will. If it takes 7 years to be with you and marry you, then I'll wait that long. I want you to be happy. Do what makes you happy and I will be happy to." She cried as she kissed his lips softly and hugged him.
She would not lie to herself, she wanted to continue, but when Isaac said he would take her on their wedding night she knew she could wait. If he wanted to please her now without fully taking her than he could. She would do all she could to please him back. She truly wanted Isaac to be happy. If that was with her, she would be 100% happy with that, if it was without her it would break her heart but if he was happy, she would let go and allow him to be happy.
I: "Marriage will be a hard road for us both. We will need to keep our differences aside even when we are unhappy, and we must give one another a chance. We must forgive and let go. I guess if we are getting married then I must propose properly."
Isaac stood from the bed and went to his dresser and opened it. He searched for a small box and brought it to the bed and knelt on one knee. "I bought it from Paris a few years ago." He opened it and showed her a tiny ring with a single diamond. The ring was silver and elegant. "I didn't know how else to make you come home to me. So, I bought this as a last resort. But I never got a chance to use it."
He closed the box and set it aside. "I want to propose right now Jess. But...I have to do this right. I will ask Seth and Blane tomorrow for their blessing and propose to you the right way."
He slid back onto the bed and took her into his arms. He lay on his back and placed her above him, letting her straddle him. He began to kiss her softly and massage her soft breasts.
B: She gasped at the ring and looked at it. It was perfect. She loved it. She could not believe he had bought a ring for her in Paris. She listened to him and nodded. When he took her in his arms, she smiled. When he placed her on top of him, she blushed. As he started to massage her breast, she moaned and grew wet again. She moved her hips slowly rocking back and forth. She wanted to so badly, but she could wait till they were married. She leaned down and kissed him softly.