Prove It

“You don’t think that I actually would’ve done something, do you?”

“I know you wouldn’t. But it was hard, okay? It was hard having to just sit there and watch her, like, get all over you.”

“I’m sorry. I should have… I don’t know, I wish I’d handled it differently.”

“You didn’t… look, it’s not like you did anything wrong. It’s just… she was flirting with you. Straight up.”

“I know. I—I just… I didn’t know what to do.”

“I’m not saying you should’ve told her off in front of everyone or anything, but… I don’t know. I didn’t like how it felt. Watching someone get like that with you. I’m going to get ready for bed.”

That was… not how I wanted tonight to go.

I think you’re more upset than you’re letting on. You’re retreating, closing up a little.

I hate seeing you like this. Hate knowing you were hurt.

Tonight was great up until this whole thing with the waitress. I guess she didn’t realize you and I were together?

I don’t blame her, I mean you were sitting with the others and I was the only one at the end of the table.

She probably thought I was on my own and was just giving me more attention than everyone else.

Whatever, the reasoning doesn’t matter. What matters is that it hurt you.

“Hey…”

You look up at me, but your eyes won’t meet mine.

I kneel down on the floor in front of you and lay my hands on your thighs.

“Do you know how much I love you?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you? Really?”

“Yeah, of course I do.”

“You… are… so beautiful. And you’re everything to me.”

I lift my hand up to your cheek and tuck a piece of your hair behind your ear. Letting my fingers trail down your face… over your jaw…

I need you to feel… how much I love you. How, in a room full of people, you’re the only one I’m ever looking at.

“Let me show you… how much I want you. Only you…”

I climb slowly up onto the bed, one knee on either side of your hips. That look in your eyes, looking up at me…

Your breath hitches a little as you reach for me. You connect your fingers around the back of my neck, keeping our bodies close.

I lean my weight into you and press my face into your neck, just breathing up against you.

I kiss along the curve of your neck… moving up… over to that little spot… just below your ear. That spot I know you love… the one that makes you shiver and your toes curl.

I glide my fingers over the soft fabric of your dress… down the line of your ribs… over the arch of your hips. I want you to feel me… taking you in…

I run my fingers up your collarbone and your dress strap falls down… exposing your breast. I skate my fingers over your skin… feeling your nipple getting hard as I brush my thumb over it.

You sit up and give me access to your other shoulder. I slip that strap down and your dress falls to your hips.

God, you’re beautiful.

Your breasts feel so good in my hands… That sensation of your nipples getting harder and harder as I pull on them…

Fuck, that turns me on.

It’s hard to focus with how good you’re making me feel. How intense this arousal is…

I can feel you wanting more. Your body starting to tremble a little. Your hips jerking up, like you know exactly where you want me next.

“Lift up for me.”

I slide your dress down your thighs and let it fall to the floor.

You lean back on your arms, gazing up at me, in nothing but your panties. You part your legs, inviting me in.

I slip my hand between your thighs and… just graze my fingers over your clit. You’re wet… and my dick is starting to throb.

“Fuck…”

I move in slow circles around your clit and press my mouth up against your cheek. Breathing hard in your ear…

Going slow is making everything more intense… making every moment feel… stretched…

I drop down onto the floor again, on my knees. I need to be closer to you. Need to be inside of you.

I push your legs further apart and you grip the bed sheets in your fist as if you already know how good this is going to feel.

I lean forward… and push my mouth against your pussy.

I curl my hands around your hips and pull you closer as I push my tongue between your folds. I swirl around your clit… faster… harder… I can’t get enough of you.

“Oh, fuck…”

Your pussy clenches as I slip two fingers inside of you, slow, how you like it… but not too soft…

“Oh, damn, you taste so good…”

“Oh, god… oh my god…”

“Baby… oh, I need you…”

“Be patient. I want to show you… how good you feel. Come here.”

I get up and hold my hand out, bringing us both to the other side of the bed. I sit behind you and point to our reflections in the full-length mirror up against the wall.

“Look at yourself. Look how beautiful you are…”

I take off my clothes, quick. I’m getting desperate. I know I told you to be patient, but it’s hard not to dive right in and devour you.

I lower you down onto your back, kissing each inch of you as we both go down.

You reach for my dick and wrap your finger around my shaft.

“Feel how hard you make me?”

“Yeah…”

“I want you to watch in the mirror… watch as I fuck you…”

“I need you inside me…”

“I know… I need you, too…”

I work myself inside of you, as slowly as I can go. Just inch… by inch…

I feel your muscles relax around my cock. Your whole pussy clenching and releasing as I push further in.

“Mmmm, fuck…”

I pull back… and rock forward. Slow… but faster with each stroke…

“Look… look in the mirror…”

“You see, baby? Oh, you feel so fucking good. See what you’re doing to me…”

I watch us in the mirror… Watching my hips rock into you, hard… and yours rising up to meet mine.

Your head is thrown back, but your eyes are wide open, watching us. Watching me bury my cock deep inside you.

“Oh, you’re making me so wet…”

I love the way your breasts bounce with every thrust. The way your mouth hangs open even when you’re not moaning.

I lean forward to kiss you, and you moan into my mouth.

You sit up, your hands push up against my chest, guiding me back. You climb into my lap, your legs hooking around my waist, and you lower yourself down on my cock.

You bounce on my lap, fucking yourself with my cock. I meet your gaze in the mirror and… it’s fucking breathtaking.

“Oh, you’re going to make me cum… you’re going to make me cum…”

I hold onto your hips, bounce you up and down, again and again.

You wrap your hands around my neck. And your nails squeeze into my shoulders…

“I’m close—! I’m close…”

“Watch yourself. Watch in the mirror while you cum—”

The world comes back into focus… and you press against my side, curling into me.

I throw my arm around your waist and just… breathe in the scent of your hair. Feeling the slight sheen of sweat on your body.

“Mmm…”

“I’m not great with words sometimes, but… hopefully you understand what I was trying to say…”

“Yeah… I get it.”

“You’re the most important thing in the world to me. You’re everything… no one changes that.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”