Isabella's POV
Exhausted from a long day at work, I finally arrived at our apartment . As I opened the door, I was met not with the usual quiet of our apartment . I moved in with Nick two months ago. The apartment was lit but with a dim, inviting glow. Soft candlelight flickered, casting dancing shadows on the walls, and the room was adorned with delicate decorations, hinting at a special occasion. Confused and intrigued, i stepped inside, my heart beginning to race.
Then, I saw him. Nick stood in the center of the room, his eyes sparkling, a nervous but hopeful smile playing on his lips. In his hand, he held a small, velvet box. My breath hitched as i realized what was happening.
"Isabella," Nick began, his voice trembling slightly, "these past few months have been the happiest of my life. You've shown me what love truly means.You are my everything, and I can't imagine a future without you." He took a step closer, his gaze locking with my. "Isabella, will you do me the incredible honor of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?"
Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded, unable to speak. "Yes," i finally managed to whisper, my voice thick with emotion. "Yes, a thousand times yes!"
Nick 's face lit up with joy. He opened the box, revealing a stunning ring that sparkled in the candlelight. He gently took my hand, slid the ring onto my finger, and pulled me into a tender embrace. As we held each other, the room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us, wrapped in a cocoon of love and anticipation for the future we would build together.
"OMG! It's so nice!" Winnie beamed as she checked out my ring. "Thanks." I smiled. "I'm so happy for you , Miss." Debbie said. "Thanks.Where is Sam by the way?" I asked. "She has a lunch date with Daryl so she couldn't join us." Debbie replied "Oh okay." I nodded. "Those two are getting along quickly." Winnie interjected. "I know right. So where's the wedding planner?" I asked Debbie. "She's on her way." She replied. "I don't want any disappointments okay. The wedding is in just two months ." I told her. "Yes. You're rest assured."she said. After the a while a red haired lady approached us. "You're here. Miss this is Scarlet the planner." Debbie introduced. "Hi there. I'm Isabella." I waved and smiled. "Nice to meet you Miss." she replied. "Oh have a sit." I said and gestured for her to sit. "What would you like to have?" I asked . "Just coffee." She answered. "Okay a coffee coming right up!" Debbie excused herself to bring the coffee.Over countless cups of coffee and amidst a flurry of Pinterest boards, we began to map out every detail. First, we had to choose a venue, and after much deliberation, we settled on a charming garden estate, perfect for an intimate celebration.
Next came the dress. Surrounded by my friends, I spent an afternoon trying on gowns, each one more breathtaking than the last. Finally, I found "the one" – a flowing, elegant dress that made me feel like a princess. The bridesmaids' dresses were chosen, the colors were decided, and the invitations were designed.
The planning sessions were filled with laughter, excitement, and the occasional moment of stress. We discussed flowers, cakes, music, and the all-important seating chart. Each friend eagerly offered their unique talents and perspectives, ensuring that the wedding would be a true reflection of I and Nick 's love story. With every detail meticulously planned, the wedding was shaping up to be a day they would all cherish forever.
"So how's the planning going?" Nick asked as she patted my back. We were naked in each other's arms after a steamy sex session. "It's good. Have you gone to try on your coat?" I asked . "Yeah . Last weekend. I went with Julian and Ryan." He answered. He and Julian finally settled their differences and are back together as friends. "The wedding is just a week away and I'm so happy to get married to you." He whispered and kissed my forehead. "Same." I answered. "So since I won't be seeing you after this week due to wedding preparations , why don't you make up for it. " he said huskily and kissed me. He traced his fingers all over my body and placed his head in between me legs. He started sucking my clit slowly making me whimper. He added a finger and another and start fucking me. I pushed his head deeper. He twirled his tongue over my clit and he increased his pace. I soon climaxed. "So beautiful." He said and kissed me. "So between my fingers and dick , which one do you really like?" He asked as he sat in between my opened legs. "Your huge fat dick.. ahhh" I whispered but was cut off when he pushed his length into me all of sudden. "I know you'll say that." He groaned as he thrusted faster and deeper. He pulled out. "Get on all your fours." He commanded. I did that with my ass facing him. He entered me from behind. "Ahhh fuck.." I moaned. "Yes, scream my name." He said and spanked my ass softly. It me go mad with lust. I started shaking my bum and spreading my legs wider. "Yeah.. shh … yeah… shake that fat ass." He spanked me again. "Yes! Yes! Oh my God!! It's so good." I moaned as he increased his pace. He held my hair from behind and thrusted deep. I could feel him in my belly. "Whose slut are you?" He asked huskily and spanked my ass again. "Only you…. Shhhh ahhh… I'm coming." I moaned. "Fuck.. I'm also coming... shhhh ahhh." He groaned and shot his thick sperm inside me. I slumped on the bed panting. He lay on his back. "C'mon we're not done yet. Ride me." He ordered . I drawn by undeniable lust, climbed onto his fat dick and started grinding onto his dick. "It's so deep… fuck." I moaned. He held me in place and did reversed cowgirl as he fucked me from beneath. I lost count of the number of times I came with that style. We ended up in the bathroom. He fucked me on the counter, under the shower and in the toilet seat. I was really exhausted. I fell asleep immediately he laid me on the bed.