Ring pop

**Dayle**

“I have no idea what just happened but… she's grieving, Dayle and I feel so sad for her,” Chrissy let out, wiping off her tears intermittently. I drew closer, closing the distance between us. I held her face softly, staring into her wet gaze. 

“Why are you crying, babe? Things had to happen, okay? Egan would always be in our hearts,” I assumed athat his death took a toll on her, but I was wrong. 

“No, baby! I'm so worried for her. Like she's going to end up a lonely bitch and that's over the top. I already have a soulmate, I guess Ken too, Sophy and Steve… but Nova doesn't,” 

At this point, I was clueless. Like, should this be a reason or was it the pregnancy making emotional her about everything that looked hilarious. 

A small laugh danced on my lips as she instantly hit. 

“Are you kidding me? Do you think it's funny not to have a soulmate? Is that how you are going to laugh at me if we ever split?” Her gaze sharpened, Chrissy was indeed emotional and dramatic at the moment. 

“We are never going to split. You're carrying our baby and we are about to get married,” I casually interrupted her.

She moved away from me, one hand on her hip, staring daggers at me.

“How could you be this inconsiderate and selfish? I'm disappointed at you!” she barked at me and left. 

“Oh God! Am I supposed to deal with this newfound Chrissy throughout three trimesters?!” The question hung in my mind, and this time my hands were on my hips too. 

….
Later on, we were both seated in the car in silence. In fact, Chrissy has been asleep all through the drive. She was hungry and I wanted us to eat out this morning. 

Time to propose and get that fuvking wedding done!

I've managed to speak with literally everyone close to us and they aren't missing out. 
Too bad I had to starve her just a little bit. 

Stealing glances at her while I drove drove me insane. 
Her boobs peeked out when she lay on her side, facing me. 
The veil covered her hands downward. 
Her full boobs were greeting me and my dick non-stop. And I truly wish that I could quickly pull over and fuck a little ‘cause I’m literally hard while Chrissy was sleeping. And, she was mad at me for not sympathizing with Nova. 

That shit’s crazy. 

The more I tried to resist, the more she turned me on. Her bubbly lips clasped together like a strawberry kept me afloat. 

After trying to weigh my options for under one minute, I pulled over safely. 

Thinking of how to wake up gently, her eyes opened immediately. 

“Why did you stop?” she firmly asked as u rubbed my face across, swamped in the gulf. 

“How do I tell her that I wanted to have sex with her?” I asked myself, stealing glances at her. 

Her gaze hung, catching my awkwardness. She sat up and finally those boobs are off my face but still in my mind. 

“Is something wrong? Did the car break down?” she asked innocently, about to reach for her phone as I blocked her. 

“No, no-nothing is wrong, baby. I- I’m so fucking horny and I didn't know how to drive faster while staring at your boobies. And I didn't want to wake you up because you were already mad at me for not sympathizing with Nova,” 

“Gosh, don't remind me. That was dumb as fuck!” she interrupted lightly, raising a grow that was perfectly drawn and shaved. 

“So… you stopped the car because you were horny?” she asked calmly and that alone made my dick twitch. I nodded. 

“Let me see,” she reached for my bulge, feeling the hardness battling to pierce through my pants. “You are really hard and that's gonna give you blue balls if you don't have sex, right?” she asked and there I was nodding like a middle school pupil. 

“Come have a quick one, you deserve it. I was a bitch to you earlier and I couldn't control it but… I can make up for it,” she said biting her lower lip, sitting across while I was under her as I instantly adjusted and lowered the driver’s seat. 

A snicker covered my lips and her constant sexual mannerism sets the mood even more, “I'm not mad, I was just… worried!” I said. 

But come on, who would stay angry over sex with the one who loves and cherishes the most?

She quickly pulled out my hard-on, our lips jammed, consuming and relishing the moment even if we can't see the entire universe waiting. 

“How bad do you want?” she whispered in my ear, her sultry tone echoing in my head. 

I couldn't speak, I was too overwhelmed as she jerked me letting my precum drip. 

My fingers traced her wet pussy, I fingered her so much that it started to squeak.

“And you're fucking wet,” I admitted, my free hand squeezing her perky breasts, her nipples were hard as pebbles. 

I lifted her by her hips, moving her thong, as she slid directly on my erection. 

“Ahhh,” I groaned out, feeling the ecstasy rush adrenaline while she held the headrest grinding on my cock, her slim waist wiggling to a rhythm that she created for us. 

While she rode me gradually, I unbuttoned the buttons around the chest area, letting her boobs hang as I grabbed each, sucking each in turns. 

“Wanna get badly fucked?” 

“Yes baby, don't stop…” she let out, her voice shaking in pleasure as she guided her juicy ass to ride insanely. 

Suddenly, we kissed passionately as we rushed while we slow fucked and kissed on the go. 

“You want more, baby?” I asked again as she nodded, my free hand wrapped around her neck as I fucked her hard, our bodies slamming and her pussy making those teasing sounds. 

She bridled me while my brain left my body and all I saw was Chrissy’s gaze fixed on mine, it was as if our eyes spoke a different language that created and bonded our pact. 

“I’m about to come,” she said, but her legs were trembling while her boobs bounced in my face. 

“Where do you want it?” I asked, my voice almost distorted.

“Come on my tits, you man slut!” she teased, slapping me lightly, her fingers digging my face as she licked my face like a badass predator.

Okay. I love this side of her. If this pregnancy makes her wilder, I don't mind carrying a baby all the fucking time. 

“You fucking turning me on while im about to cum, slut!” I said to her, our lips parting as our breath mixed. The sex smell in the atmosphere while we sweated all the way. 

I grabbed her ass tightly as I pulled out, she held my dick swiftly, splattering my nuts on her boobies and a bit clutched across her lips. 

Slowly, she licked her lips like a delicacy, staring at me like a badass bitch. Oh, she is, for me. 

We tried to catch our breath as she collapsed on me. 

“I love the taste of your cum,” she confessed, her face on my chest. 

“And I love that kitty better!” I added as I heaved a heavy sigh. “We are gonna be late and I’m fucking exhausted,” I said. 

She sighed heavily, “I'm damn hungry, Dayle! Drive on,” she demanded as she scooted back to her seat, adjusted those seductive tits that couldn't wait for us to get home to get my dick hard as a rock. 

…
As planned, everyone was there which caught Chrisdy off guard. Although she's been so worried about her sex hair that she didn't let me fix it, she couldn't believe that our friends and family were gathered in the restaurant. 

“What the fuck?! Why's everyone here?!” she let out, a grin covering her lips non-stop. 

“They are here for us,” I said. “But firstly, could you let your hair flow freely! You look pretty anyway...” I stated, my fingers combing her hair as I completely took off the band. 

“So much better?” she asked. 

“Absolutely, my love!” I admitted. 

Before she could speak again, I went to a knee, taking out the box.

Her eyes instantly watered. The excitement in her eyes was palpable as if she had waited for a long time, just like me. 

I could already hear everyone muttering how admirable we looked. 
Her heart was racing even faster than I thought it would, I was overwhelmed and nervous. I knew that she wouldn't turn me down but this was the first and it already looked magical. A dream that had come true.

“I- err,” I laughed nervously, finding the right words. I mean, we had a crazy sec that made me forget everything I had in mind. What the actual fuck, Dayle Theodore? 

“Words can't describe how I feel about you or what we have always had. One thing I know for sure, we are meant to be for each other and I wish to grow old with you beside me until parted by death. And if there's another world in the universe, I will never forget you, Chrissy.” I found myself saying to her, my eyes crammed with tears of joy, the day had come. 

“I love you so much, the mother of my baby and our unborn kids, my wife in the making,” I chuckled nervously while Chrissy’s tears rolled while she smiled. “Marry me, let's make this chapter of our lives the best. EVER!!!” 

“Ouuu!” the small crowd muttered excitedly. 

“Yes, baby! I mean it's you or no one!” she said, and that moment I swore again never to hurt Chrissy or lay a finger on her. 

I opened the box, rescuing the ring. 

But?

The ring was not there. I was shocked and embarrassed. How could I have misplaced our engagement ring?

Everyone stared at me blankly as Glen rushed over to me and handed me a Ring Pop. 

“Take, Dayle, use this!” he whispered even if everyone could hear him. How adorable. 
A bro coming through for a bro is incredible. 

I nodded thankfully as I received it. When I was about to slide it down her finger.

Chrissy laughed, “Looking for... this?” she asked. There! The thing was on her finger all this time. 

How could I not notice?

“Damn, Chriss, you got me!” I admitted as I slid the ring pop over the golden ring that was intended for her. 

She helped me up and there was applause that echoed in the room. 
There you have Ken and Sophie, popping the confetti and activating the dreamy lights while we kissed passionately. 

“I love the ring, I couldn't wait for you to propose, baby!” she confessed, her grin wide and radiant as we kissed even more. 

Maybe we might use the restroom to get nasty. I don't know. Who knows?

What is left?