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  “Aidan, please. Keep kissing me. Please. Please,” she begs me. I don’t need to be told twice, so I kiss her again.

  And again.

  And again.

  She melts into me and I know she’s mine. Not that I’d have taken no as answer to her being mine.

  “I have no intention of stopping, princess. You’re mine. Tell me you’re mine,” I say kissing down her neck. I bite her, knowing I’m leaving a mark on her tanned skin. It brings out the caveman in me that every other motherfucker in the world will see that she is taken. See that she is well-loved.

  “I’m, I’m yours,” she moans, arching her neck more for me.

  “That’s fucking right, princess. You are all fucking mine. The things I want to do your body would frighten you.” I pull back and lift her sorry excuse for a shirt over her head, tossing it to the side.

  “Show me,” she says, grinning like a fiend while she pulls my shirt over my head. Who is this girl right now? Boldly, she reaches into my sweats, palming my cock while I unzip her sexy, hot pink sports bra. When have sports bras ever been sexy in the history of them? I decide that it’s all her.

  When her gorgeous peach colored nipples are bared to me, I can’t help taking one then the other in my mouth. Teasing them until they are even harder, she moans some more. Fuck, if she keeps that shit up this will be over before it starts. She is going to unman me with her tentative touches and little fucking moans. I gently remove her hand from my cock and kneel down in front of her. Kissing down her belly, I make my way to the tie on the side of her flimsy skirt, opening it. Her hot pink thong is just in my way and I hate them, so I grip it, pulling it tight between her pretty pussy lips, teasing her. I can’t help ripping the damn thing from her body after that. Her gasp has me looking up her while she looks down at me.

  “You like that?” I ask. All she can do is nod, causing me to grin. Turning my attention back to her pussy, I find it glistening with her wetness. It’s dripping down her thighs. I lift her right leg and throw it over my shoulder. Licking her thigh first, I get my first taste of her delicious sweetness, but I need more. She pushes her little snatch into me, and I bury my face in it. Drinking her down, straight from the source, I eat her from her clit to her ass and back again until she comes on my face. She all but pushes me away from her when I continue licking her even after her orgasm. Standing, I take her lips, knowing she can taste herself on them. She moans and deepens the kiss. My girl is filthy, and I love it. If I am honest with myself, I love her too, but I don’t want to send her running for the fucking hills.

  “More, I need more,” she says grinding her pussy on my still clothed thigh. Remedying that, I remove my pants and boxer briefs. “Holy shit,” she breathes, pushing me back from her. She moves to get down on her knees, but I stop her.

  “We have the rest of lives for that, baby. I need to be inside this cunt now,” I say roughly. She nods and straightens back up. I lift her in my arms, putting her back against the mirror. Using one hand, I hold her up and the other I guide my cock to her opening. I am barely an inch inside of her and she is tight. So fucking tight. She’s squeezing the life out of my cock.

  “Do it,” she breathes, and I slam forward through her virginity. Pausing, I give her a minute before she surprises me by moving her hips. Fuck, I was not expecting that.

  “Shit, baby. I’m sorry,” I say but I am unable to stop thrusting my cock in and out of her. She is wielding a power over me. “I had no idea. I should have made our first times better for the both of us.”

  “What?” she breathes. “No, no, no. This is perfect. Give me more,” she says, leaning forward and kissing me. I fuck her as hard as I can, mindful of the mirror behind her.

  I feel the moment she comes on my cock causing my balls to tighten and I fill her with my seed. Suddenly, all I can see is her bred with my babies. I pull out of her, still hard, and set her on her feet.

  “I am not done with you yet, baby,” I say turning her to face the mirror. “Don’t take your eyes off of me, baby. I want you to watch while I fuck your pretty pink pussy.” I kick her legs apart, gripping her hips, I slide back into her agonizingly slow. Fuck, I could live in this cunt. I watch her face in the mirror and I can tell she likes seeing us like this and it turns me on even more.

  I’ll never forget today as long as I live. It is the day that all my fantasies came true.

  4

  Calliope

  I wake with a start and look around the unfamiliar room. Where the fuck am I? What smells so good? I sit up and squeak when the sheet falls down and I find that I am completely naked. My thighs instantly close. My pussy is deliciously sore, and I love it. Everything comes flooding back to me about what happened yesterday. I called my friend Aimee. She is another dancer on the show. She just giggled and told me that I hate Aidan because I want him. I growled at her, telling her to shut her face. Then I fell into a restless sleep, my pussy wet. I couldn’t stop thinking of all the things he could do to me with that amazing body of his.

  I have no idea what possessed me to dress the way I did this morning. All I know is that I wanted him to think I was sexy. When he came in the studio and growled, I almost came. The way his eyes darkened, and his nostrils flared was so fucking hot. I bite my lip and think about how he fucked me against the mirrors. He made me watch him as he fucked me over and over until I was limp in his arms.

  I must have passed out from exhaustion because I don’t know how I got into what I hope is his room. Grabbing the sheet, I wrap it around myself then go in search of him. Following the smell of deliciousness, I make my way into the kitchen. When I walk in, he is in a pair of low hung basketball shorts and his tattooed arms flex as he reaches into the oven and grabs something from there. When he turns around to put it on the counter, he sees me and gets a huge smile on his face.

  “Hi, Princess.” I blush and tuck a wayward hair behind my ear.

  “Hi.” He grins and takes off the oven mitts.

  “Are you hungry baby?” I bite my bottom lip, letting my eyes drink him in. He has a six-pack with well-defined pecs. He is in amazing shape. Hell, he has to be in order to do half the dance moves we do. I gasp when I look down and see the outline of his hard cock.

  “Princess, if you keep looking at me like that, I am going to feed you my cock and not this meal.” He growls walking towards me.

  “Okay,” I say breathlessly and let the sheet I am holding go. His steps falter as he looks his fill.

  “Fuck, Calliope. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” My face turns bright pink. He reaches me and I have to tilt my head back to keep my eyes locked with his. I gasp when he lightly runs his hands down my sides. “How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?” He kisses me softly.

  How can you fall in love with someone so fast? Then I look at him and picture my future. All I see is him and I growing old together. How can he even stand me after all I put him through the last few years? My lip trembles and I can't stand the distance between us. I jump into is arms and kiss him hard.

  “I’m so sorry that I was a bitch to you. I just think that my feelings for you scared me.”

  “I would fucking wait forever for you, Calliope. You are like the air I breathe. I felt like I was suffocating without you. I love you, Princess. More than anything,” he says walking into his room. I tighten my legs around him, and my arms wrap tightly around his shoulders. I don’t know how but I believe him deep down in my heart.

  I know that he was meant to be my forever.

  “You love me?” He nods his head.

  “Oh God. I love you so much.” He growls, his hands tighten on my thighs and I suddenly remember that I am completely naked. I wiggle a little and gasp when I feel his hard cock against my pussy. “Say it again,” he demands thrusting his hips up.

  “I love you, Aidan.” He climbs onto the bed with me in his arms.

  “Fuck, I will never get tired of you saying that,” he says kissing me. I whimper and rock my
hips up against his hard length. I rip my mouth away from him.

  “I need you inside me, Aidan. Now fuck me.” I growl in frustration. I feel empty and achy. I know that the only way it will go away is when his fat cock is fucking into me over and over. He chuckles and kisses down my neck.

  “I can’t fuck you, Princess. Not if you don’t let me go.” I blush and unwrap myself from him. He gets out of the bed and quickly takes off his pants. His hard cock springs free and I can’t help licking my bottom lip. I spread my legs and he groans. “Fuck, Princess. You are so wet for me.” I have no idea what comes over me when I start to run my hands down my body and through my aching pussy my head falls back when my fingers find my little nub.

  “I ache, Aidan. Right here. I need your fat cock inside me.” He growls and climbs onto the bed. He pulls my hand away from my pussy and sucks my fingers into his mouth. He groans, leaning over me. One of his hands are next to my head and the other is holding his cock as he runs it through my slick folds.

  “Is this what you want Calliope? You want my big cock fucking your tight pussy until you come all over it?” My hands go to his shoulders and I nod.

  “Please,” I beg. He puts the head of his large member at my opening and slams into me I gasp as he bites his lip.

  “God, you feel so good wrapped around me baby,” he says, and I whimper wrapping my legs around his waist pulling him closer to me. He just barely got inside me, and I am already about to come.

  “Oh, I feel so full,” I moan looking up at him. He slowly pulls back out then thrusts back in. My eyes roll in the back of my head. “Oh, God,” I mewl. He starts out slow. His controlled thrusts hitting my g-spot. I start to feel my pussy flutter and I look up at him. “I’m going to come. Oh God, I'm co…” I scream as an orgasm washes over me.

  “Fuck,” he growls, pulling my leg further up his side as he starts pounding into me. My orgasm turns into two,

  “Give me one more, Calli. Oh, fuck. One more. I want to feel your pussy come all over my cock. Milk my come inside your tight little body.” My head flies back and I scream as my entire body spasms into an orgasm that feels like it's never going to end. He roars and I feel hot jets of come fill my womb. He drops down on me kissing my breasts.

  “Fuck, I love you so much baby,” he says once we have caught our breath.

  “I love you too, Aidan.” When he pulls out of me and rolls to the side, taking me with him. I feel his seed in between my thighs, and I sit up. “Oh my God. I’m not on birth control and we’ve been having unprotected sex.” I start to freak out a little. I mean I have always wanted kids. I have always wanted to show them what love is and give them a loving family, but I never thought I would start so soon. Aidan sits up and pulls me into his lap.

  “Shh, baby it’s okay. I don’t plan on going anywhere and I fucking love the thought of you growing round with my child. We will figure it out, okay?” When I look into his eyes, I know he is telling me the truth and if I am honest with myself, I wouldn’t want children with another man.

  “Okay,” I say. He kisses me softly then climbs out of bed taking me with him. We spend the rest of the night talking and laughing. I call my parents at five and tell them I’m not coming home. I’ll talk to them in the morning about everything. Well, not everything. They don’t need to know about us having sex.

  Aidan makes love to me three more times before I pass out. Hell, if he is going to fuck me like this every night there is no way I won’t get pregnant.

  5

  Aidan

  Five Months Later

  I think I’ve buried my cock in her sweet little cunt just as much as we’ve danced. It’s no wonder I knocked her up almost immediately. Every night she is in our bed but the fact that she's not wearing my fucking ring kills me.

  For the last one hundred and fifty-five days I have asked her to by my wife and each time she’s said no. She won’t give me a reason, but I’ve had enough. Today is the day she fucking says yes.

  Five months ago, after years of waiting, I made her mine, now I need to make it official. The need coursing through my veins is turning me into a caveman. The ring I bought her is burning a hole in my pocket. She flat refuses to look at it, but with what I've got planned for the season finale will knock her socks off.

  Saying no is not an option. We arrived at the studio together about twenty-five minutes before we're supposed to be there. Her baby bump is just starting to be noticeable, so she tries to hide it flowy dance skirts and I hate it. I know that she loves me she tells me several times a day but what I don't know why she keeps refusing me. Whenever I ask, she says that she wants to leave things the way they are she doesn't want me to be bound to her when that is literally all I want.

  On taping days, we don't practice we save it for the live show, especially the finale. We want to be one hundred percent when our turn begins. Tonight, we are doing a dance to "Jealous" by Nick Jonas. We have mixed a freestyle contemporary with a hip-hop vibe that we think the audience will really love. As it is the last dance, we go all out. Backstage we drew number four out of a hat, making us the fourth couple to dance tonight. When the first three are done, we take the stage. The lights go down and the first few bars of the song plays. I feel her body tense in front of me and then on cue she dances like there's no tomorrow, me close behind. The feel of her hips in my hands almost have me sporting wood but you definitely don't want to get wood on TV.

  She manages to drop down to the floor in front of me drags her ass back up my body. She is amazing. When our dance ends the round of applause in the studio is loud as hell. As planned, I drop to my knees in front of her and take her hand in mine. All season long people have been speculating about us in the tabloids and on social media this will definitely tell them what we have denied publicly.

  "What the hell are you doing did you fall down?" she asks confused.

  You know exactly what I'm doing princess. Today is the one hundred and fifty sixth day I have asked this question are you. Are you so uncertain of my love for you? Do you think that I would ever under any controllable circumstances leave you? You are my everything and without a shadow of a doubt I want to spend the rest of my life with you and our baby and the babies we will have in the future. What do I have to do to show you how much I need you to be my wife? I know 10 years of your life frightened you but the last eight should have shown you people love you I have loved you for longer than I should have. Marry me, Calliope. Make me the happiest man on Earth. Let me give you everything you never even knew you wanted." The crowd is completely out of control at this point and I chance it looking up at her. There are tears streaming down her beautiful face.

  "Oh my God, Aidan. Yes," she whispers.

  "What did she say," a loud audience member shouts.

  "She better say yes, or I will," another says.

  "I said yes," Calliope shouts and I grin, slipping the ring on her finger. I let out a deep breath. I can actually breathe now that she's agreed to be mine forever.

  The crowd goes wild when I stand and pull her into my arms, kissing her. Her hands tangle in my hair and I lift her up into my arms, spinning her around.

  Suddenly, I need nothing more than to be inside of her and all these people are getting in the way of that.

  The host of the show, Al Flanagan, brings the show back to order. We move into place to get our score. There are still 3 couples dancing after us, so as soon as our perfect score was announced we hightail it backstage to my dressing room, which is only closer by a door. Dragging her inside, I push her gently against the door and once again, I am on my knees in front of her. Pushing the crotch of her leotard to the side, I bury my face in her soaking wet pussy. I eat her until her delicious cunt is dripping juices into my beard.

  "Aidan, please. Please. I need to feel you inside of me."

  "Don't worry, fiancée. I will give you my cock. Every day for the rest of our lives, it's yours " I groan. Standing up, I lift her by her ass. She holds herself open for me whil
e I guide my cock into her. "Fuck," I shout. It doesn't matter how many times I fuck her, it still feels like the first fucking time.

  I can feel her pussy clenching around my hard length, and I know she's going to come for me again. "Aidan, I love you. So much." She shouts my name over and over as she comes triggering my own orgasm. There is no way someone walking by doesn't know what's going on in here, but our need is too great right now.

  When there is not a drop left, I slowly pull out of her and set her feet back down on the ground. Righting her skirt, I kiss her swollen lips.

  "We should get back out there," I say softly, our foreheads pressed together.

  Hand in hand, we go back out on stage, just in time to come in first place.

  Dancing into love with her was hard when she hated me, now she's all fucking mine and I'll love and cherish her to my last breath.

  Epilogue

  Calliope

  Five Years Later

  How can I describe the last five years into words? I have been with the love of my life for half a decade and I seem to fall more and more in love with him every fucking day. I am currently watching him in the studio with our four-and-a-half-year-old and two-year-old all dancing together. My daughter is a little diva and loves to dance. Her passion is more for ballet, while our son just loves to move to the music.

  I love that they are so into it and that it is something we can enjoy as a family, not to mention that it makes my ovaries want to explode watching my husband dancing with our children. He is such an amazing husband and an even better father. Which I don't know how that's possible seeing that he is literally the most amazing husband in the universe.