My Sweet Valentine

So hot to handle

Ron was delighted to accept my offer to finally go home from the party. Many have already left. I think it was clear to everyone why there was a rush to get home. Many girls, myself included, will finally enjoy the company and touch of their man.

"Can you slow down? Ron, this speed scares me." I said to Ron as I held his forearm in fear.

"Sorry, honey. I'm just excited."

He slowed down and after a short drive we were home. He parked the car and I immediately got out and quickly walked towards the front door. The next stop was obvious: the bedroom. I was at the top of the stairs when Ron burst into the house muttering angrily as he tried to lock the door in a hurry.

For God's sake, who's going to slow this beast down? It will be fun to go to work tomorrow after everything this night brings.

I thought to myself as I waited for Ron to enter the room.

I heard the creaking of the door. Over my shoulder, I saw Ron leaning his shoulder against the doorframe, his eyes full of lust. I didn't turn around as Ron approached me step by step. His fingers caressed the skin of my back that was not covered by the dress. His lips found my neck. I moaned with pleasure. He's finally here, and I long for him.

"You drove me crazy at the party. So much so that I wanted to take you somewhere in the dark to kiss you. Maybe even get under that dress."

"Oh really? How would you pull that off?" I asked provocatively as he nibbled on my neck.

"Like this." he growled and suddenly I found myself leaning my chest against the wall. He clung to me and I felt how excited and horny he was. His fingers moved lightly under my dress looking for the hem of my panties. It didn't take long for him to pull down my panties and play with my clit. I moaned so much that he had to cover my mouth with his palm.

"Honey, I know you're enjoying yourself and I'll give you anything you want, but you have to be quiet. The neighbors will think you're in trouble. And we don't want that, do we?" he whispered seductively as I writhed under him in pleasure. I only managed to nod my head in response, looking into his eyes as a wicked and mischievous smile appeared on his face. I reached behind me and grabbed his crotch. I caressed his hard length. He was panting in my ear which turned me on even more. He bit my neck and finally turned towards me. I ran my palms over his broad and strong shoulders under the fabric of his white uniform. I suddenly unbuttoned his jacket so hard that I managed to tear off a couple of buttons. At that moment Ron looked at me as if he could eat me alive. He was frantic with adrenaline and passion.

"You're driving me crazy. I can't take it anymore, woman." he growled.

He grabbed my wrists and threw me on the bed. He lifted my dress and tore off my panties. I screamed in excitement as Ron's tongue found its way to my core of pleasure. Through the fog I heard Ron's laughter and mumbling.

"Come. Come. Pilot. Come on." I moaned. I wanted to kiss him.

He didn't move. He stayed to lick my sweet spot. I was moaning like crazy. Suddenly Ron stood up above me and took off the jacket and shirt he was wearing. His bare chest stood out in the dim light of my room. He held out his hand for me to stand up. He approached me from behind and unbuttoned my dress. She slid down my body like a rain drop. He lifted me onto him and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"I love you. I've missed you, Cinderella." he whispered before laying me down on the pillows and started kissing me.
My juices were seeping out as Ron adjusted the tip to my entrance. He moaned and thrust hard into me. My eyes watered from both pain and pleasure. I moaned like a wild beast as Ron thrust into himself with a ferocious rhythm. He bit me wherever he went.

"Ron. I'm here. I'm going to cum." I moaned breathlessly.

"Okay, honey. Whenever you're ready."

After a few minutes, a huge wave of warmth and pleasure spread through my body. I squirmed under Ron who almost purred like a cat with pleasure watching what he was doing to me. Of course he didn't stop.

Ron was still thrusting into me until his orgasm. He dug his fists into the pillows above my head growling as he reached it. He threw himself on his back and pulled me to his chest. He was breathless enough not to speak.

"I love you Ron. And I'm so happy you're back home." I whispered and kissed him.

"I'll always come back. It's just up to you if you want to wait for me, love."

"Always and forever." I said against his lips.

"Mrs. Blackwood and future Kerner, I am so glad to have won you over." he said in a playful tone and hugged me even tighter.

"I've been dreaming about this moment all the time. When I'll be so safe in your arms. My peace and my universe." I told him and kissed his chest.

"I've missed you so damn much. Tom...I don't know...I guess he's been hiding that he misses Sarah. They've been inseparable since they met." he replied and rubbed his forehead with his fingers. He told me in detail about the mission and the celebration after Maverick landed on the carrier. He saved them. And that he told Iceman that he can always be his wingman. We fell asleep hugging each other. I guess we just wanted to be close to each other. Through the thick curtains, the rays of the sun woke me up. I was afraid to open my eyes because I thought I was dreaming of Ron coming home. I opened my eyes and rolled onto my back. Ron's side of the bed was neatly arranged and smoothed. I was looking at the pillow and tears were rolling down my cheeks.

Dream? Such a cruel game of my subconscious. I thought.

I stood up and saw Ron's uniform on the chair in the corner and the buttons I had torn on the dresser next to it. I wiped the tears from my face. His white shirt was still on the floor. I picked it up and brought it to my face to breathe in his already evaporated perfume. I smiled and without thinking put it on my naked body and rolled up the sleeves to the elbow. I headed downstairs where Ron was trying to be quiet without making too much noise. I heard him quietly reminding himself that he was going to wake me up.

"'Morning." I spoke from the bottom of the stairs leaning against the wall.
Ron suddenly turned around and dropped the cloth on the floor when he saw me. I think that at that moment the blood rushed from his face to the south end.
I approached him while he was looking at me trying to speak out of shock. I kissed him and he lifted me on top of him. He held my bum with his palm and sighed when he felt that I wasn't wearing anything underneath because he ran his finger over my pussy. He turned off the stove without leaving my lips and laid me down on the couch. He spread my legs to make room to be closer to me. His lips began to slide from my lips to my neck. I felt his fingertips checking to see if I was wet and ready. I didn't even manage to speak, and Ron had already pushed his cock all the way into me. I squirmed under him as he rammed into me, ripping me fiercely. After this I was aware that I would not be able to walk or sit.

He fucked me like we don't have a whole day for exhibitions like this. I don't know how or why, but I was already on the verge of cum. I started squirming again and moaning so they could hear me in Viper's office.

"Damn! Hell, you're mine." Ron growled and thrust into me so hard that tears started streaming down my cheeks. He came in me. He was breathing heavily when he looked at me and took on a worried expression.

"Honey? Did I hurt you?" he asked in a panic.

"You didn't. The end was just a little more intense. Everything is fine." I said and kissed him to calm him down.

"Valentine, if I'm ever fierce or rude and it's too much and painful for you, hit me or slap me. Trust me, I won't think of it again."

"If I do, where's the excitement?"

"You turned me on because you're wearing my shirt with nothing on."

We laughed and he helped me up. Of course my hips hurt. Like a true gentleman, he picked me up bridal style and took me to the upstairs room to shower and get ready for the rest of the day. One thing was certain, my beloved arrived home.