I moved my hips, dragging the thick vein on the underside of my cock across her sensitive clit. She moaned at the movement, and I grabbed her wrists, holding her hands above her head. When I went to entwine my fingers with hers, I felt a ring on her finger. One that I sure as hell I didn't put there.
Sitting up a little, I grabbed her hand and held it up, seeing the diamond on her finger. "I want to express my strong disapproval about this, but I'm considering how quickly you jumped to conclusions with me, so I'm giving you three seconds to provide an explanation."
She reached up, taking the ring off her finger and putting it on the table beside the bed. "I was angry. And even though I don't intend to marry him, I thought it would simplify things if it seemed that way."
I reached down between us, grabbing my cock and putting it at her entrance. I thrust hard inside her warm, willing vagina and moved in and out of her slowly at first.
I gritted my teeth and held her legs open, letting her feel my need.
We locked eyes, and I reached up to grab her chin. "Only I put a ring on that finger. Do you understand, my Wild Duchess?"
She nodded her head, and I kept thrusting hard, little moans escaping her. Her vagina was dripping wet and took my thick cock easily. Her hips rose up a little, welcoming my penis deep inside her eager cunt.
"You feel me inside you without protection, Sheryl White?" When she nodded again, I held her wrists down and leaned in so her hard nipples rubbed against my chest. "I've never been intimate without protection with anyone until you. There's never going to be anything hidden between us. So don't let people try to come between us, either. Do you understand me?"
"I understand," she whispered, and I took her mouth. I kissed her roughly, then broke away to suck on her breast. She moaned when I bit down on one, then licked it better. I couldn't wait to breed into her and have her breast dripping with milk.
Reaching down between us, I held her hips with both hands, tilting them up a little so I could get a deep angle. I made sure I was hitting her sweet spot when I bottomed out, and I felt her vagina clench around my penis with every thrust.
When I felt her cervix meet the tip of my cock, I held it there and pulsed in and out of her slightly. "I want you to experience orgasm like this so your body opens up to receive my seed, little wild Duchess. I'm going to keep my penis right here, so when you orgasm, I can release inside you. Make sure I've impregnated you well."
She clenched at my words, and after just a few rocks against her, she orgasmed. She had to pull a pillow over her face to muffle the shouts of ecstasy. Her hot vagina pulsing around my penis had me climaxing with her. I concentrated on releasing into her sweet spot, knowing I wanted my baby growing inside her.
After my balls were completely drained, and she had come down from her peak, I rolled us over so my cock was still inside her, and I held her to me.
"I don't want you to ever leave my side again."
Sheryl White sat up and looked into my eyes, nodding her head. "Never again."
I thrust lazily into her as she fell asleep on top of me. I rubbed her back with the tips of my fingers, finally calm now that we were back together.
Sheryl White
Dr. Davies Miller held me to him, his arms wrapped tightly around me as I sobbed uncontrollably. I had no idea what I would've done without him today.
He'd been my rock through everything. Helping me move through the motions.
When I went to check on my grandma this morning, I found her unresponsive. The rest was a blur of red lights and the doctors telling me there was nothing they could do. She was gone. She had passed easily in her sleep sometime in the night.
It's so eerie to be standing in a hospital, being told someone you love is gone.
Then being told to go home. You just leave without your loved one. I don't know why I thought this was so strange, but it hit me hard. I didn't want to leave the hospital, it felt too soon and all too final.
There was still so much more I needed to say as the nurses and doctors moved around me tending to other patients. But they were right. There was no reason to be there. But I didn't want to go home.
"Let it all out, Sheryl White." Dr. Davies Miller stroked my hair as he slowly rocked me in his lap. We were now back at his house, in his bed. I had no idea how long I'd been in his lap now, but there's nowhere else I wanted to be in this moment.
When the sobbing finally stopped and I didn't think I could shed another tear, Dr. Davies Miller laid me down in his bed, slipping me under the covers. "Baby, you need to eat." The mention of food made my stomach turn over, and I shook my head.
He dropped down beside me. He gently pushed some of my hair out of my face, and I thought how I could have ever believed that he'd hurt me. This man who'd been holding me together all day would never hurt a hair on my head. I wanted to kick myself for doubting him, which made me cry even harder.
"The last conversation I had with her was filled with untruths," I told him, confessing my mistakes. "I talked about that foolish wedding. I wish I'd told her about you. She would have adored that so much. You should have heard the way she talked about my grandpa."
"I did, Sheryl White," he whispered as he placed a red velvet box between us. I realized it looked familiar because I'd been holding it the day before. "How did you..." I reached out to grab it, but he snatched it back, giving me a sweet smirk. I didn't know a man like Dr. Davies Miller could have a sweet smirk, but it's there on his face now, all soft and warm.
"She let me in last night." He opened the box, pulling out the beautiful ring, a contrast to his rough, hard hands. "She knew she wanted you to be happy, and I promised her I'd spend my life making sure you were. She understood much more than you think she did, and I believe she recognized in me what you do. Then she gave me the ring."