10. Bella

10

BELLA

I drop my hands into his hair and pull him closer to my body as he devours me. This is the first time I've experienced this, and I can't believe what I've missed. My ex was the only man I've been with, and he hated oral, so he never did it. Well, he loved receiving them but never giving them. Now it's different. From this point forward, I will be consistently requesting this.

"Oh, yes." I squeeze Dale's head tighter and scrape my nails into his scalp as he plunges two fingers inside of me and swirls his tongue around my pearl. I pant and thrash, but his body has my legs pinned. He removes his fingers and swipes his tongue down and thrust it inside of me. My eyes roll into the back of my head and my body tenses as I build and build to the best orgasm I'm ever going to receive. I know it. Deep in my bones, there's never going to be a need to fake it ever again.

"Fingers? Tongue? Or dick, baby?"

"Huh." I thrash as a white-hot heat coils along my body, my toes curl, and I'm about to snap.

"How do you want to come? With my fingers, my tongue, or my dick?"

There's too much going on, I can't decide. I pant and thrash. "I… oh, Dale. I..."

"Fuck, baby, you're so close." Dale moves up and away from my core and I whimper, gripping his arms tight. "I need to be inside you."

Dale lines his cock with my opening, and thrusts in halfway and I shout the roof down. Dale pauses for a moment then pulls back and thrusts all the way inside and my soul suspends from my body as I clench hard on Dale's cock and every nerve ending in my body ruptures into euphoria as he thrusts and bucks inside of me. He swirls his fingers over my pearl and sucks on my nipple, and nips, then moves to the other nipple while I fly on the high he's given me.

I lose time for a second and when I open my eyes, Dale's above me thrusting with his eyes on my face, his neck veins are protruding, and his jaw is clenched. "Yes, baby. You're so tight. So good, you feel so good."

"Come for me, Dale. I want you to release inside me. I want all of you. Babies. Everything."

Dale groans, pulls out and flips my body over and pulls me onto my knees. I breathe heavily as I get wetter from his manhandling, if that is at all possible. He thrusts back in and he's so much deeper inside of me.

"How's that?" he moans as he asks.

"Keep going, I'm going to come again. Oh god, you're so deep. Faster."

Dale thrusts faster and he grabs my hips tighter we're so connected we're one person.

"Come with me." Dale's breathing is harsh and his thrusts get sloppy. "I need you to release again, baby."

He strokes one hand down my spine and grips my hips as my nipples scrape against the carpet and I drop my hand between us and play with my pearl. With one little flick, I combust and come again, shouting to the heavens the miracle they've given me in the form of Dale.

He lets go and continues to thrust as he fills me, and I've never gone without a condom before, and it feels amazing. I want it all with Dale.

Dale kisses down my sweaty back and helps me lower to the floor. "Well, so much for the bed. Are you okay, Bella? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

I turn onto my back, laughing. "No, that was the absolute best experience of my life. When can we do it again?"

Dale watches me and when he realizes I'm okay, and I'm in euphoria, he settles next to me, pulling me against him, and he kisses my shoulder. "Give me a little time, baby. I've never come so hard in my life. I'm going to need a longer recovery time after that."

I giggle and wrap myself around my man, and sigh, "I want to stay like this forever."

"We can. We will."

"Whatever. You have to go to work sometime. And I should find a job."

"Nope, we're going to get married. I'm going to put in my papers. I'm retiring, so I can spend as much or as little time as you want. And you will only work if you want to. Not because you have to."

I freeze and lift myself up to look at him. Marriage is a definite yes and I'm going to make him ask me properly because I've always wanted a touching proposal, but the more important thing is the retirement part. "Are you sure you want to retire? I know you were talking about it, but it seemed like you were going to stay in. Please don't make this decision because of me. I have nowhere else to go so I can go wherever you're stationed. You told me you wanted to be an admiral. You can achieve it."

Dale sits up and strokes his fingers along my collarbone, making my body sizzle, and I try to ignore it. This is an important conversation.

"Baby. I've served my time, and it wasn't an easy decision a few days ago, but now there's you, and I want us to be together. I want our babies to know me and see me all the time. With the service, I can be called away at any time and I don't want that for our kids or for us. I'm set up well and always lived in supplied housing. Most of my pay got piled away, and I have a great retirement package. We'll be fine financially."

"I wasn't thinking about financially. I'm thinking about how I don't want you giving anything up for me."

Dale shakes his head and cups my neck. "I'm not giving up on anything. I'm gaining everything."

I take several cautious breaths. "Will you at least think about it some more?"

"There's nothing more to think about."

I clasp his forearm and rest my other hand on his chest where his chest hair tickles my palm. Another live wire bringing back to wanting pleasure. "Please? For me? Really think about this."

He studies me and nods his head. "Okay, for you. I'll think some more about it. But I need to know what you want. If you could have your dream life, what would it be? Make it as crazy as you want."

The question surprises me because I haven't been asked that in so long. I don't know how to answer him. I've only been trying to make it through the days, so dreaming about possibilities is foreign.

Dale remains quiet as he tugs me down against him and swipes his hand down my back as I lay my head on his chest. It's nice to be silent and present with him. There's no pressure for me to answer, but the vision of us with kids and a cute cottage like this one plays around in my head. So I decide to go with it.

"It's been so long since anybody has asked me that I stopped dreaming. But every dream involves you now. I love the idea of children running around. Living in a cute little beach cottage like this. Maybe a little part-time job once the kids are all in school. Nothing fancy, just something to do. I'd love to take actual cooking and baking classes. I used to cook all the time with my nana, but over the past few months I've been living in places that don't have full functioning kitchens. So I haven't been able to do it. But I've never wanted to cook for people, just for my family and friends. Do get togethers and amazing holiday feasts where love surrounds me every day."

I smile as I rub my head against Dale. I'm at peace when I imagine it all.

Dale kisses the top of my head.

"That's what I want. It's nothing major or big, but it's happy."

Dale kisses my head again and pulls me on top of him. I gaze down and my hair falls around us. He tucks one side behind my ear. "It's the best dream I can imagine. It's what I want too."

"Really?"

"Really."

I smile wide and kiss him with a quick peck on the lips, then I kiss him all over his face as we laugh. Then Dale grabs my face and pulls me into a proper kiss, and he gets ready for round two if the member rising in between my thighs is anything to go by. But fortunately, I'm wet and ready for him. After all, we need to get started on making this dream into a reality, don't we?

"I love you, Captain Dale Mitchell."

"I love you, Ameila Grace ‘Bella' soon to be Mitchell."

"Oh, about that…"

Dale lifts his brow.

"You, mister, have to do an actual proposal. From the heart. I need to be asked."

Dale smiles. "Of course, baby. I'm going to blow your socks off."

I giggle and lie against him. "You already did that."