Part 9
Howie returned to their room a short time later to get dressed. Sarah was already out of the shower but she was still in the bathroom trying to do something with her hair. She didn’t hear him come in or see him watching her as she stood staring in the mirror talking to herself.
"Mrs. Howard Dwaine Dorough…Hi, I’m Sarah, Howie’s wife. Sounds PERFECT," she giggled. "DAMN hair…It has to be JUST right for him." And she began to hum the bridal march.
Howie interrupted her, "Angel, how much longer are you going to be?"
Startled, Sarah turned, "How long have you been standing there?"
"I just came in," grinned Howie. "Why?"
"No reason," shrugged Sarah. "What are you going to wear?"
"What? You don’t like my robe?" teased Howie.
"I love your robe…off…but I thought we were going to have dinner," answered Sarah as Howie put his arms around her from behind.
"We are and I’m going to wear my white pants and shirt that you like so much."
Turning around in his arms, Sarah untied the belt on Howie’s robe. She pushed it aside so that she could press her body to his and said, "Ummmm….not sure I’m interested in dinner any more."
Howie laughed, "You’re incorrigible. How you and AJ didn’t stay together more, I’ll never know."
"Because I love you!"
"Get ready, Angel," said Howie as he kissed her and then pulled away. "There’s plenty of time for that….AFTER dinner."
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When the couple was ready, Howie took Sarah’s hand and led her downstairs into the living room where his sisters had transformed the room. Words could only describe it as heaven. There were little white lights strung along the beams of the ceiling to give a starry look to the room and flowers of every nature throughout giving off an exotic aroma. Candles were placed strategically throughout providing a soft glow to the room. In the middle of the room was the table set with fine china, two candles, and a single white rose on Sarah’s plate. There was also soft music playing in the background making the ENTIRE setting the most romantic Sarah could imagine.
Sarah’s eyes were bright as she looked at Howie. "When? How?"
"Pol and Angie came by while we were on the beach and it’s for you, Sarah. EVERYTHING in our life is right again and I want this to be a new beginning for us too."
Sarah wrapped her arms around Howie’s neck hugging him tight. "I love you, Howard."
Sarah rarely called him that unless she was mad or REALLY serious so it brought tears to his eyes hearing it now. He held her close smelling her perfume. His thoughts were on the WHOLE weekend and he knew that Sarah was expecting him to propose tonight. He hoped that he didn’t disappoint her by not doing it tonight but he wanted to wait until RIGHT before the wedding to do that. He had both the engagement ring and the wedding bands in his bag and was ready.
"Let’s go sit down, Angel," whispered Howie. "Dinner is ready."
Howie led Sarah to the table where he held the chair for her to sit. A moment later, Polly appeared to serve the first course, a salad. Sarah was touched by the fact that Howie’s sisters would help him to go to such lengths to do this and she also knew it was EXACTLY something they would do. But the haunting question that Sarah had was why were his sisters in Key West and he hadn’t mentioned it to her.
Over the salad, Sarah said, "When did Pollyanna and Angie get here?"
"Earlier today. They were here for the show."
"Why didn’t you tell me? I would have sat with them for the show."
"Because I wanted you with me, Angel. We’ll have time with them tomorrow night. My whole family will be here."
"Cool! I can’t wait to see them."
The rest of the meal was served by Howie’s sisters but they gave the couple complete privacy. After dinner, they cleared the dishes and then left while Howie and Sarah went out on the deck. They could still hear the music and Howie took her in his arms to dance slowly. As they swayed to and fro to the soft beat, Howie ran his hands along her back and kissed her tenderly along the neck. He sang softly with the music and Sarah felt herself getting wet. It was too much for her to take.
As they danced, Howie rubbed his pelvis against her, exciting Sarah to the point that she was ready to explode. He wanted her so bad but he had his plans…he had to stick to them. This was for Sarah and he wanted to make sure that he did EVERYTHING she had ever dreamed of. He had gotten the idea from her one night as they were watching television and talking about the most romantic night they’d ever had. Howie had asked her to describe what she WANTED to make a night the most romantic for her. Everything he had done so far had been straight from her.
After what seemed like a short time, Howie led Sarah to the huge swing seat that hung in the corner. He sat down first and pulled her in to him where he wrapped his arms around her. They sat in silence listening to the music and watching the stars dancing overhead. Every so often, one of them would point to a shooting star but neither said a word.
Finally, Howie said softly, "I dream of holding you every night for the rest of my life just like this, Sarah."
Sarah moaned softly as his breath caressed her cheek. He smiled and brought his lips to hers. She wasn’t sure which one of them gasped louder as their tongues touched but she knew it wasn’t going to be the last gasp of the night.
The couple stood and Howie led Sarah to the bedroom upstairs, closing the door behind them. He pulled Sarah to him, her breasts molding to his chest and she could feel the outline of his raging desire against her thigh. She knew she was moaning as she trailed her mouth down and began to nibble on his neck. She could feel his pulse fluttering against her tongue as she tasted his skin.
Sarah wanted to let go and lose herself completely with Howie. She began to slowly slide down along his body and rested on her knees. She looked up to see the intense hunger in his eyes that were totally directed at her as always. She moaned as she rested her face on his groin and felt the hardness that was struggling to reach her. She quickly released his rigid cock from the fabric bindings and breathed in his musky scent as she flicked the tip of her tongue along his shaft.
His whole body tensed as her tongue caressed him. She pursed her lips together tightly and slowly pushed him inside her. She groaned deeply as his taste flooded her mouth. Howie reached down and entwined his fingers in her hair and held her head.
"You’re so intense," sighed Howie.
Her head moved in long slow strokes. She took him completely out of her mouth just so she could repeatedly plunge down the entire length.
Howie cupped Sarah’s chin and reluctantly removed himself from her mouth. "Angel, you are amazing, but I don’t want to come too soon. You’ve got me too excited. I just may not be able to control myself."
He pulled her up and wrapped his arms around her. "Besides, I want to focus on YOU," he rasped as he nuzzled her neck and slipped his hard cock between her thighs.
Howie was deliberate in his movements as he undressed Sarah. He used his mouth, tongue, and fingers to excite her. She throbbed harder as more and more of her skin was exposed. Soon, she was standing completely naked before him. She’d never been more excited and from what she could tell, Howie was as excited as she was. His cock twitched and bobbed as he slowly studied her body.
"Don’t you think this is a little bit one-sided? I mean, you still have on your shirt." She trembled as she reached for him and began to slip his shirt off his shoulders. He didn’t take his eyes off her fingers the entire time, so she thought she would reward him by reaching down and wrapping them around his thick shaft. Howie moaned deeply and pushed himself against her hand.
Sarah looked into his chocolate eyes and couldn’t stand it any longer. She had to feel him inside her. She needed to be filled by him. There was an urgency she had never felt before as she gently pushed him down onto the bed. His cock was standing straight, yearning to enter her. She leaned down quickly and licked the sticky bead of pre-come off his member.
Howie squirmed, which just excited her more. She pushed his legs together and carefully straddled his thighs. His cock was already aimed for her pussy and she was willing to help it reach its mark. She gripped it firmly and directed it to her heat. They both moaned as she worked her way down onto his shaft.
Howie’s fingers began to slide along Sarah’s spine causing shivers to travel through her body. She closed her eyes and began to ride him. Her mind focusing on the feel of his hard shaft pressing against her slick walls as her muscles began to milk him. She started to ride him faster and faster. The need in her was consuming; she had to have every drop of him inside her.
He stroked her face tenderly with his fingers; fingers that Sarah fantasized about frequently when she was alone at work. Fingers that she craved to have touch her, caress her. She opened her eyes and saw a hungry, but caring look in his eyes. She held his head and brought her lips to his kissing him deeply as she moved up and down. She could tell that he was getting closer by the way he tensed up and couldn’t hold back any longer.
She plunged down, dropping her entire weight onto his thighs. His cock rammed in deeper as her muscles spasmed around him. She felt him shudder as his heat poured into her. Sarah slowly pumped the rest of his come out of him as he burst out his relief.
Howie held her tight as his mouth kissed and played with her taut nipples. His fingers were determined to explore every inch of her and she just threw her head back to enjoy. She did notice that his cock was still hard and pulsating.
She looked at him slowly and smiled sexily, "Do you think you’re up for an encore?"
"Angel, you know I can go all night!" he rasped as he rolled her onto her back. They made love again, ever so slowly. Howie made sure that his ‘encore’ was all for Sarah.