Caught Up. Shannon Holmes

placed the remnants of the Hennessy bottle on the nightstand.

      The faint sound of running water told Bryce that Dixyn was already in the bathroom taking a shower. His timing couldn’t have been better. He opened a drawer inside the nightstand to ensure that what he had planted before they left for an evening on the town was still there. The small black suede box was right where he had left it. Bryce removed the item, carefully placed it inside his pocket, and closed the drawer. While Dixyn freshened up in the bathroom, he rehearsed the plan in his mind. Bryce was nervous, but not noticeably. The large amount of alcohol he had just consumed helped calm his outward appearance. This moment was a long time coming; he had finally worked up enough nerve to do the right thing by not only his woman, but his child as well. Dixyn had held him down through the good and bad, she had his back through thick and thin, he had started referring to her as Wifey, and now he wanted to make it official. He wanted that commitment for life. Bryce was confident that the label wouldn’t complicate things. Rather, marriage would enhance their relationship.

      The sound of the bathroom door opening snapped Bryce back into reality. He looked up just in time to see Dixyn slowly approaching him, wearing nothing but a white towel which covered her breasts and her upper thighs. As soon as Dixyn came within arm’s reach, she seductively let the towel fall to her beautifully pedicured feet, revealing her perfect figure.

      Slyly, Bryce let his eyes roam over every inch of Dixyn’s body as his manhood rose to a rock-solid position in his pants. Her sheer beauty justified Bryce’s attention. The sexual overtones in the bedroom grew stronger when Bryce reached for her small waist and pulled her close. He tenderly planted soft little kisses on nape of her neck, sending shivers down Dixyn’s spine. This was her spot and Bryce knew it. Not quite ready to jump into a heated sexual episode with his woman, he pulled away, ceasing all stimulating activities.

      Bryce looked deeply into Dixyn’s eyes and smiled. His expression was so warm and alluring that Dixyn couldn’t help but smile too. He kissed her softly on the lips, then softly said, “You know I love you . . .”

      “I love you too,” she whispered, and kissed him again long and slow. For her, there was nothing more erotic than a passionate kiss.

      Bryce knew exactly what Dixyn’s slow kisses entailed. Slow kisses led to slow head, and slow head led to slow, mind-blowing sex. He was in for a long night. But he had to interrupt her, because once she started, he wouldn’t want her to stop. He pulled away again and gazed into Dixyn’s eyes. Bryce felt like he had run through what he wanted to say a million times. Yet right now, at the moment of truth, his words seemed to escape him. He had to say something, so he did the only thing he could do: speak from the heart. “I have something for you,” he managed to say. Bryce pulled out the black box and revealed a three-carat, three-stone trilogy diamond engagement ring.

      Dixyn’s eyes began to water and she covered her mouth with her hands. She had waited for this day forever, and was beginning to believe it would never come. Tears filled her eyes but no words flowed from her lips as she waited for Bryce to speak.

      Dixyn’s reaction caused a tear to well in the corner of Bryce’s eye as well, but he quickly blinked to prevent it from falling. Where he was from, men showed little emotion and tears were a sign of weakness. Bryce was many things, but weak wasn’t one of them.

      “I want you in my life . . . for life,” he announced, “in holy matrimony, for better or for worse.” Bryce removed the stunning platinum ring from the box and reached for her left hand. He pointed to the two stones and diamond in the middle. “This represents our future . . .”

      Tears began to flow freely from Dixyn’s eyes; still she didn’t utter a word.

      He pointed to the two smaller stones on the side. “These represent our past and present . . . our life.” He placed the immense ring on her finger. “Be mine for life; marry me. Hold me down forever as my wife.” Although this wasn’t quite the eloquent speech that Bryce had prepared in his mind, it would do—heartfelt, short, and to the point.

      Dixyn’s tears flowed uncontrollably now, and it seemed like an eternity before she was able to whisper, “Yes.” Then she screamed, “Yes, yes, yes!” She admired her ring from afar and then up close. It was beautiful. Bryce chose perfectly; it was exactly what she wanted. He knew her too well. “Yes, Bryce, I will be your wife. I’ll hold you down forever, no doubt, baby.” She kissed him passionately and led him to the bed. Dixyn was immediately overcome by a heightened state of emotional bliss. She began aggressively tearing his clothes off; their desire could be suppressed no longer.

      Bryce’s heart beat wildly in anticipation of what was to come. Pure desperation drove him to quickly remove all remaining clothing.

      Dixyn gently grabbed a handful of his rock-hard manhood, fondling it before dropping to her knees. She immediately opened her mouth and lovingly licked his dick, running her tongue from the tip to the base. Dixyn’s pace was slow and deliberate as she tasted every inch of his love. As soon as she had enough of teasing Bryce, she took his shaft inside her warm, alluring mouth. Bryce knew exactly what was coming next. Dixyn gripped his dick with both hands and began bobbing her head wildly as she moved her hands in opposite directions. This was Dixyn’s signature move. It was something that drove Bryce wild. He grabbed her head as he feverishly began making love to her mouth.

      Dixyn’s head game was addictive. She could bring Bryce to orgasm in a matter of seconds; they both knew that. Tonight was like any other night and Bryce wasn’t fighting the feeling. Soon his body began to emit the faint sounds of heavy breathing and moans, which were music to Dixyn’s ears; it made her work even harder to please her man. Meanwhile, Bryce had fallen into a frenzy. He drove his dick in and out of Dixyn’s mouth, accidentally causing her to gag a few times.

      Suddenly the head of his dick began to swell and a strong surge of semen burst from the top, filling Dixyn’s mouth. “Oh my god!” Bryce exclaimed. Dixyn swallowed the fluid effortlessly and kept on going. As hard as he tried, Bryce couldn’t pry her off his dick. Dixyn incessantly attacked his member as if her life depended on it.

      For her efforts, Dixyn was rewarded with a rock-hard penis in her mouth again. Even Bryce was amazed by her sexual prowess. She had never done anything like this before. He didn’t know what had gotten into her, but he hoped that there was more where that came from. Fully erect, Bryce was now ready to be inside of Dixyn. He helped her to her feet and led her to the bed. Once there, he shoved her to the mattress.

      Bryce knew just how Dixyn liked it: rough. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to please his woman. Spreading her legs, Bryce placed her in the missionary position. Slowly he guided the head of his penis into her wet, warm vagina, filling her with every inch of his manhood. Bryce quickly skipped the loving preludes, the slow probing strokes, and began to pound the insides of Dixyn’s pussy.

      “Yes, harder, baby, right there, baby!” she yelled. “Please don’t stop!” Dixyn was far from being a dead fuck. She began grinding her hips, meeting Bryce’s every movement with one of her own. He was putting it down and Dixyn was throwing it back. A thin coat of sweat glistened on the couple’s bodies as they worked each other ferociously.

      Bryce switched positions, flipping Dixyn onto her stomach. From the back was Dixyn’s favorite position. She arched the small of her back and poked out her ass in an effort to receive all of him. Bryce knew he was hitting her spot as soon as he entered her, as Dixyn’s groans grew louder and louder. In a trance, Bryce suppressed the strong urge to come again.

      “Damn, this feels so fucking good!” she cried out. The harder and faster Bryce went, the closer Dixyn came to having an orgasm. Her excitement grew with each thrust.

      Fucking her hard from behind, Bryce could only watch as Dixyn’s body began to freeze. Suddenly, Dixyn clenched her walls tightly around Bryce’s dick, releasing her orgasm wave after wave. “Mmmmmmm,” she purred.

      Knowing that he had satisfied his woman, Bryce allowed himself to release over Dixyn’s buttocks. Then he immediately collapsed. He rolled onto his back, reached over, and pulled Dixyn close to him. She placed her head on his chest as they both lay exhausted on the bed.