Why deceive me??
45. Getting Married

"What?" She snapped. "I heard you the first, second, and third time. Do you want to make my ears bleed?" She replied and continued eating her food.

I was shocked at her outburst. Why was she so mad? I know she has the right to feel bad but not mad at me. She should have at least asked me instead of dying in silence.

I kept wondering what to do to make her happy.

"Why are you mad at me?" I asked, already knowing the answer to my question.

Ronnie's POV

"Why are you mad at me?" He asked

"Damon, I'm eating my food. Table manners please," I said with a note of finality.

Dinner lasted for a couple of minutes and I stood up to go up to my room. I could feel him watching me as I walked upstairs and he followed suit. I felt him trailing behind and I paused and turned to him. "Why are you following me?" I asked

He was taken aback. "This is also the way to my room." He tries to defend himself.

I rolled my eyes at him and held the doorknob in my room. He stood, waiting for me to unlock the room.

"Why are you standing here?" I asked. "It's obvious you're following me,"

"Ok, can we talk?" He finally said.

"What is there to talk about," I asked.

Without even waiting for any more argument, he slid into my room.

He walked toward my bed and say down like it was his. It's literary his but I stay here now.

I went to the couch and sat down, crossed-legged.

"So, how was your dinner date?" He asked, looking around the room, obviously not interested in what I had to say.

"It's fine. Better than I imagined," I replied.

"Really, and you still haven't thanked me for the bag that made you stand out," He said.

That reminded me of what I wanted to do. "Why did you get me a bag so expensive?" I asked, hands akimbo.

"Is that a way to say thanks? You're welcome," He said.

"I'm serious, it was so damn expensive," O began to protest.

"That was what made your friend think I got you a fake?" He asked.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "How did you know?" I asked him.

"Nothing escapes my notice," he said and I shrugged.

"If that's all, I presume you leave my room," I said and made for my closet to bring out my night robe.

"Oh. You're chasing me out of your room?" He asked and I nodded, not turning to look at him.

The room was quiet and I guessed he must have left. How wrong I was. I felt his strong hands wrapped around my waist.

"What are you doing?" I asked

"Doing what I feel is best for me right now." He replied.

I could feel his hot breath against my neck and I knew I would lose it if he doesn't stop at this moment.

I began untangling his hands from me

"Don't do that. I want to stay like this for a little more time," He pleaded.

We turned me around and I could feel my knees go weak and I couldn't concentrate anymore. He raised me and placed me on the bed. He lay next to me and looked directly into my eyes. I could see a tenderness I'd never seen in them. I must be dreaming. All I know is I was lost in them for a while. He began bringing his head slowly to mine.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Shh.. don't interrupt the moment," He said.

He places his lips on mine and I could feel the joy of tender flesh doing its magic on mine. I responded to the kiss and went with the flow. It was a tender kiss at first. Then it escalated to a rough but passionate kiss. I was lost in the moment but managed to break the kiss.

"Who was she?" I asked, looking him in the eyes.

"She's not important, believe me," He said with all sincerity.

I didn't ask any further questions as I believed him.

"Were you jealous?" He asked.

"Mmm...hmmm," I replied.

"It wasn't what it was when you came in. Trust me," He began. "I won't do anything to hurt your feelings," He said and crashed his lips on mine again to continue the magic he was doing to me.

I held him by his thick black hair as my other hand rummaged through his body. I felt his boner and knew I was already wet down there too.

His lips did the kissing while he traced his hand to my cleavage. He massaged it sexually and I felt a great deal of longing. He kissed my neck, and cheeks and traced them down to my twin peaks. He used his tongue to tease me there and I moaned in pleasure. He bit my nipples gently and trailed his hand down the line of my panty. He went down to my center. He encircled his hand there and teased me with the lace blocking the real pleasure. After he was done with that, he moved to the other nipple and suckled on it. He used his other hand to remove the Lacey clothing blocking his way. After that was done, he thrust a finger into my center and I moaned. He began thrusting in and out with a gentle stride. I moaned in pleasure as he moved at a faster pace. I could feel an orgasm coming but he wasn't slowing down.

"I think I'm gonna cum," I said and he smiled.

"Cum for me," He demanded.

He moved faster still and I could feel myself on cloud nine as I released my first cum for the night.

"I'm not done with you," He said and I could feel the excitement growing.

He said as he bent down to get to work. I didn't know what he was up to till I felt a soft thing touch my center. It was his tongue. He slowly licked me clean and used his tongue to tease my clitoris. "Oh, I love this," I moaned out

"Ah....ummmm...Da...da... Damon...."

He was still on it when I felt another climax build in. I exploded and he gave me one final lick of all my cum juice.

He stood up and sat down on the bed.

"Wear your clothes" He ordered.

"Why," I asked, shocked as to why he suddenly stopped. "I'm not good enough? You don't want to have s*x with me?" He sighed.

"I want to do it with you more than anything else. You are more than good enough," He said

"Then what is it?" I asked.

"I want to have that intimate moment with you on our wedding night," He said.

"When are we gonna get married? It's been almost a month and no sign of a wedding," I said, frustrated. "Tomorrow," He said.

"Tomorrow what," I asked.

"We're getting married tomorrow" He announced.