My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 06

The only way I could calm down was to stare and the ceiling and keep from looking at her until the fluttery sensation of barely restrained laughter was long gone. When I felt composed enough to look at Cassie all traces of her own laughter had vanished too. I knew she was eager for me to make love to her now. As I was getting to my knees and turning over she was spreading her legs to make room between them for me. I slipped my cock between her lips and pushed inside her slowly. Her hand pressed against my abdomen as I came down on top of her and I knew she wanted me to take it slow.

Offering her my lips I let her kiss me however she wanted. Cassie circled her arms around my neck and held me close as I pumped my hips gently between her legs. She'd stop for a few gasping breaths once in a while but otherwise she kept her lips glued to mine. I stayed right with her and caught my breath when she did. We knew dozens of ways to share a kiss already and I was hoping a lifetime together was going to be enough to discover all the rest. The majority of her kisses that night were soft and tender, full of her love for me.

I ran my hand along her side as we made love, stopping to caress her breast as I passed it. Her warm, soft legs hooked behind mine to help hold me close. Cassie knew me inside and out, she knew she didn't need to control me when she'd already shown me how she wanted it on this special night. It must have been for closeness, part of an effort to have as much of her skin touching mine as possible. Settling on top of her for a moment, I felt her hold be tighter still and knew I was right. If this was how she wanted our night to end then it would, but after a few minutes she let me go while spicing up her latest kiss with a taste of her tongue.

Lifting myself back to my knees, I wasn't the least bit surprised when her lips follow mine. She claimed a place on my lap and positioned my hands on her sexy ass. Her own hands found and place on my broad shoulders and we were ready for more gentle lovemaking. Our pace wasn't going to give her an orgasm any time soon, but my own loomed closer with every shift of her hips above mine. With that in mind, I held her close but she reached behind to loosen my hold on her again and again until finally she laughed into our kiss and squeezed my cock with her pussy to show me she got to decide when I came when my cock was inside her. It was well past midnight now and as if reading my mind she rode me to my orgasm moments later and climbed off me with one last kiss.

Turning down our blankets, she got in on her side and curled up with her back to me. I happily took my place next to her grinning broadly as I let thoughts of sharing a bed with this woman for the rest of my life flicker through my mind. Cassie backed up to my side with her body pressed into me before I could pull the blankets over us or even think of reaching for her. I made space for her to share my pillow as she closed her eyes and whispered my love for her like a lullaby as she drifted off to sleep.

Cassie's alarm woke us up at quarter to seven so she could get ready for her eight o'clock shift. She reached over to hit the snooze button as I followed her to her side to soothe her back to sleep with feathery kisses. It was a scene that repeated itself until she had no more time to spare. I felt bad for keeping her up late even though I knew she'd never regret the amazing night we shared.

"Stay in bed sweetie," I said tugging her body towards mine as she started to get up.

"I need to get ready for work," she said pushing my arm away gently with a tiny frown that told me how much she hated to turn me down.

"Take a sick day," I said slipping my hand around her waist as she sat up.

"I'm not sick, I'm just tired," she said in a voice full of innocence. I silently cursed myself for trying to corrupt the woman I loved. The thought of calling in sick when she wasn't never crossed my sweet Canadian girl's mind, even when I tried to put it there.

"I'm sorry," I said in a voice full of shame.

"For what?" she asked looking back at me with a furrow in her brow.

"For trying to change you," I said.

"But you have changed me," she said with her beautiful smile.

"I meant in a bad way," I said feeling worse again.

"I don't get it," she said shaking her head.

"I know you don't and that's why you're such a special woman," I said giving her a gentle kiss. "You go take your shower," I added when I could see she still felt bad over having to leave me.

While she was busy getting ready for work, I got up to pack her a lunch and make her breakfast. I made her a lunch, smiling to myself as I cut the crust off her sandwich and imagined her giggling when she found it like that. She wouldn't have time to sit down and eat so I toasted a bagel putting cream cheese on it and filled her travel mug with her favorite tea.

"Here's everything you'll need from me to get a marriage license," she said coming into the kitchen with a folder clutched to her chest. "Will you get a chance to go there today?"

"There's nothing more important to me right now," I said basking in the glow of her happy smile.

"I need to go," she said glancing at the kitchen clock.

"Wait," I said before she could turn to go.

"I really need to get going," she said but the urgency in my voice was enough to hold her.

"I made you something to eat and you almost forgot your lunch too," I said bringing it to her.

"Thank you Dickie," she said with that irresistible smile again. "You're the kind of man any girl would want to marry," she added as she went on her tiptoes and kissed me on the forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too sweetie, have a good day at work," I followed her to the door for one last look at her until the evening.

With a busy day ahead of me, I took a shower right away. As I lathered up alone in shower and yearning for her touch I tried to plan the rest of the day. My first stop was going to be city hall for that all-important marriage license. The thought of marrying Cassie made me grin like a fool and I got a mouthful of shampoo in the process. Other than that I had just a few days to make sure every moment of our brief secret engagement was a special one for her. I already had a few ideas but I'd have to see where the day led me.

After my shower I still had a little time before I could go to city hall. I was filled with nervous energy as I kept thinking about getting married in less than a week. The urge to tell someone, anyone, and everyone was strong. Cassie said we needed to keep it a secret for now though and that meant I couldn't tell anyone, not even my mother. It made me feel sad to think about being unable to share what was undoubtedly going to be the happiest day of my life with my friends and family. We'd have each other though and that's all that mattered.

I was the first one at city hall and waiting in line before the clerk arrived. Cassie had left nothing to chance with her clear directions and that meant I had everything in perfect order. The lady who helped me joked that she'd never seen a man so happy to be picking up a marriage license, which only made me smile even wider. I showed her the picture of us in my wallet and she said she could see why I was so excited now. Before I left she wished us a long, happy marriage. It was just a few kind words from a complete stranger but it felt like a good omen for our future together.

From there I drove around downtown, stopping at three different jewelry stores until I found what I was looking for. A diamond ring that screamed engagement wasn't something I could give her no matter how much I wanted to. In its place I was looking for a necklace that wouldn't tip anyone else off but could still hold special meaning between us. As I entered the third store I was still thinking about some of the ones the last place had showed me. It was at that third store were I found the perfect necklace though. The lady behind the counter described it as their own simple but elegant design, a three-diamond drop pendant and your choice of chain. I chose the platinum chain because she said it was the best and that's what my sweet Canadian girl deserved.

The rest of my day was filled with shorter stops. I went to a bridal shop and picked up a copy of their catalog for Cassie. At the time I had no idea if she was even planning to wear a wedding dress but if she was then she could have whatever one she wanted. I went to a menswear store after that to get fitted for a tuxedo rental I could pick up later in the week in case she did want us to look the part. The thought of picking out a cake crossed my mind but it was something she'd want to do together. Before going home, I stopped at the supermarket and picked up everything I needed to cook dinner for my fiancee and couldn't resist picking her up a bouquet of red roses from the local florist. My last stop was at a store that sold beauty products near our apartment. Cassie went there often and the girls working that afternoon knew her well. They helped me pick out some Cassie's favorite bath oils, soaps, shampoo, and bubble bath. The store sold scented candles too so I sniffed at a few until I found one I knew she'd love and bought a few to light around the apartment when I got home.

Back at our apartment I lit the candles right away with one in the living room, another in the bathroom, and one in our bedroom of course. I set her roses and the bridal catalog on the table just off the kitchen where she'd see them as soon as she came in and got started on dinner. I seasoned the prime rib roast I'd bought and set it in the oven noting the time to keep track of when it would be ready. It was too early to start baking the sweet potatoes or cooking the other vegetables yet so I cleaned up the kitchen knowing Cassie might feel compelled to do it otherwise. After that I got the rest of our dinner cooking and checked the clock again. She should be home soon and dinner would be ready shortly afterwards.

"I'm home," she called from the doorway as if I hadn't been listening for her and already on my way. "What smells so good?" she asked smiling at me.

"I'm cooking dinner for us it'll be ready soon," I said taking her in my arms.

"You bought me a candle too," she said seeing in on the coffee table. "Mmmm... I know what tastes good," she said when I gave her a kiss.

"Don't have too much or it will spoil you dinner," I said pulling back from her pout.

"Can I get a glass of water or is dinner a surprise?" she asked.

"Go ahead," I said as she set down the bag she always took to work. I knew there were plenty of nice surprises left for her.

"Flowers too," she said seeing them on her way to the kitchen. "And what's this?" she asked picking up the catalog.

"I thought you might want to get a dress for Friday," I said. "This wedding won't have everything you want sweetie but I'll give you whatever I can."

"I could get a dress on Thursday I guess," she said looking at the bride on the cover with clear intrigue. "If the dress is a simple one there might be time to get the alterations done," she said with a growing smile. "You'll need a tuxedo if I get a dress though."

"I got fitted for one today," I said.

"All of this for me," she said welling up with tears.

"For us," I said make her smile again before her tears could fall. "I love you Cassie and I want you to have the best wedding I can give you."

"As long as you show up it will be," she said hugging me close and pulling my lips to hers. She started to unbutton my polo shirt and as much as I wanted her then and always, I had to finish dinner first.

"Save it for after dinner," I said pushing her hands away as she gave me a pleading look. "There time for a bubble bath if you want to relax."

"That does sound good," she said but her eyes promised me a thorough fucking as soon as dinner was over.

With another loving kiss she went to take a bath as my cock questioned my sanity for sending her away. Putting the finishing touches on dinner was enough to occupy my time though. I wanted everything to be perfect because she deserved no less. Once the table was set, I checked the oven before going to tell Cassie it would be ready in a few minutes. I knocked on the bathroom door and told her dinner was almost done. Her voice sounded sleepy from the other side and I wondered if maybe she had dozed off in the bath. It was tempting to go inside with her but I couldn't risk spoiling dinner when it was so close to being finished.

Back in the kitchen a few moments later I could hear Cassie running the hair dryer in our bedroom. I hadn't gotten dressed up for her and was still wearing the jeans and polo shirt I put on that morning. Wondering if she'd put on a sexy outfit for me made me feel bad for not thinking of the same for her. She loved to see me in a suit or even just a shirt and tie. My mind was set at ease when she came to the kitchen wearing a t-shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans. She still looked sexy but at least she hadn't gone though the effort of makeup, fancy hair, and a special outfit for me. It was just Cassie and her wholesome beauty, but it was more than enough to melt my heart.

"What are you smiling at now?" she asked with one her own.

"You," I said. "You're so beautiful sweetie. I still can't believe you're mine sometimes."

"Well I am," she said stepping closer. "Now and forever," she added with a kiss. "What can I do to help?"

"I'm just about to carve the roast if you want to get us some drinks for the table," I said knowing it was useless to tell her I didn't need any help. She came back and put her hand on my back as she took a small piece of meat from the platter and fed me the other half letting me lick her fingers.

"The roast is perfect," she said with a proud smile that made me feel special just like she wanted. "I can't believe you couldn't cook at all just a few months ago." We each filled our own plates and headed for the dining table together. I smiled at the sight of the table. She'd moved her place setting to be on my right instead of the opposite end of the table and though a bottle of wine was the one thing I'd forgotten to get today she had poured us a glass of champagne from the bottle we had left over from the night before.

"To my future wife," I said holding out my glass towards her for a toast as we sat down.

"To us," she corrected me with a smile.

"To us then," I agreed before we started to eat.

Cassie told me about her day at work as we ate. She admitted with an endearing smile that her friends at work kept asking her why she was so happy. Everyday she went to work with a smile on her face but they knew something was different today. Most of them had met me at a fund raising dinner about a month ago and it didn't take them long to start teasing her about my wake up call making her day. I could see her blushing and giggling in my mind, no doubt making them think they were right as she protected our secret from them.

When we had finished eating Cassie stood up and looked down at me with clear desire etched on her face. I pushed my chair back but before I could stand up she sat sideways on my lap. If she and her adoring gaze were waiting for me to give her a kiss, then they didn't have to wait long. This time when she started to unbutton the neck of my shirt I let her. Her passionate kissing was rapidly giving me an erection and she felt it pressing against her ass. Grinding her hips just enough to drive me completely wild with desire for her, she threw her arms around my neck and leaned into me with an expectant smile.

It took me a moment, but I soon realized she wanted me to carry her off for sex. I stood up with her in my arms and fought off the urge to throw her down on the dinner table and fuck her right there. Walking through the living room, I took Cassie straight to our bedroom. She let go of my neck expecting me to lay her down on the bed but I spun in a circle and dipped her head low as she squealed in mock terror. Stopping before I got too dizzy, I jerked her towards me for a kiss that heated things up again then threw her down on the bed where she bounced up and down.

I stripped off my clothes as she lay there looking up at me trying to act disinterested. Her stiff nipples told me she was either excited or cold though, and it was nice and warm in our apartment that night. Grabbing the ends of her jeans I started to tug at them making her slide towards me. She favored me with a widening smile and quickly unfastened them for me. As they came down off her sexy legs I was treated with an earlier than expected glimpse of her pussy because she hadn't bothered with panties after her bath. Even though she was naked from the waist down and already lifting off her shirt, somehow knowing she'd been naked under her jeans made her all the more appealing. It seemed like every time I thought she'd reached the absolute pinnacle of sexiness she found a way to climb just a little higher.

There was no bra under her t-shirt either, just her beautiful smooth skin and the pair of breasts I fell in love with all over again every time I saw them. No matter how familiar I became with every square inch of her body she never stopped turning me on. Taking just a moment to turn out the lights, I hurried back to bed ready to make love to her by the flickering light of our candle. The shadows danced across her skin as if they too couldn't resist touching my incredibly sexy lover. Her legs spread as I climbed onto the foot of the bed and I immediately started licking my way up her right leg stopping to tenderly kiss her scarred knee. I shocked her by skipping right past her pussy and giving her a real kiss as I slid my cock inside her.

Cassie knew if I was willing to start screwing her already then I was confident in my ability to last long enough. Just in case though, I could feel her telling me she was happy regardless with the way she touched my back. I was ready to give it to her right that night and grabbed her arms pinning them to bed as I thrust inside her. When we first met I never would have fucked her like that but now I knew that not only could she take it but she liked it too. If she was in the mood for a more deliberate, loving pace she'd let me know. Most times she let me decide when I was on top and vice versa.

Slamming down into her with my cock I stopped for a moment to reposition my knees. I could feel her arms straining as she no doubt wanted to give me one of her tight Cassie hugs around the neck. Keeping her trembling arms pinned, I bent low to almost kiss her as she breathed in as if trying to suck me in each time my lips passed hers. I scraped my teeth along her neck in a gentle nibble and sucked lightly. The moment I released her hands she threw her arms around my neck and lifted herself off the bed with the ferocity of her hug. Her lips found mine as her breasts were crushed into my chest.

Holding her by the hips I began fucking her again as she literally hung off of me. Her legs wrapped around me to help hold her up and we started screwing each other frantically. Cassie wouldn't let my cock leave her pussy more than a few inches before pressing back down to keep it trapped deep inside the warmth of her body. The shorter movements like that were almost excruciating as they left me precariously close to cumming but just couldn't finish the job. It let Cassie grind her stiff little clit into me though and I could hear her breathing grow more ragged as she became increasingly excited.

When she finally let go and fell back against the bed I felt a rush of cooler air steal the sweet warmth of her body from mine. My cock slipped out of her to glisten in the candlelight. I took a moment to admire her beautiful body as she stretched her arms and legs wide on the bed. She looked completely satisfied, but neither of us had cum yet. Her eyes met mine and she pulled back from my side of the bed. It was an offer I gladly accepted as I climbed into bed next to her with the thought that this was my place for the rest of my life sending a chill down my spine.