Jason

It Will Never Be Over

Meghan

I can't stop staring at my gorgeous Tiffany engagement ring. More than what Jason could ever afford I'm sure, I can't get my head around this, did that all really happen? Kylo Ren was in on Jason's proposal to me, the whole event was out of this world and more than what I could have ever asked for. I'm engaged, to a man who loves and adores me unconditionally. In spite of all my faults, the attention seeking ways and my mental health, he has chosen me. I never would have thought all those months ago that I would be standing in galaxy's edge with a guy who used to creep the fuck out of me, accepting his marriage proposal. It is incredibly soon into our relationship but why the hell not? We only live once. Jason is caring, funny, smart and he always wants the best for me, how many guys out there are like that? None! Any reservations I had about our relationship have evaporated and I am one hundred percent committed to this guy.
After his proposal where we danced to Runaway by The Corrs, my favourite band ever, we decided to leave the park to get back to our suite and celebrate properly, which really means fucking the night away. I was hesitant to leave so early as I wanted to see the fireworks, but I'm also horny as fuck and can't wait to be fucked hard tonight.
We are both sat at the back of our hotel transfer bus, the only two people here and Jason keeps staring at the engagement ring on my finger.
"I can't believe you said yes," he smiles as he takes my hand from my lap and examines the ring again. "I can't believe you asked," I say leaning in towards him for a cuddle. "I want to spend every waking minute with you for the rest of my life," he replies stroking my hair. "How long have we got till we reach the hotel?" He asks looking cheeky. "About 20 minutes, why?" I giggle, knowing exactly what he's insinuating. "Get on your knees now you filthy slut whore," he says through gritted teeth. Without protesting I do as he says. He is already fully hard and he's stroking himself through his jeans. "My cock is full baby, I need to cum all inside your mouth and watch as you drink down every last drop," he hisses as he undos his belt and unzips his fly. I giggle nervously, hoping we don't get rumbled by the bus driver and get arrested for indecent exposure. "Eager beaver," Jason whispers as I tug at his boxers, releasing his dick. The tip is already glistening with pre-cum, taking him fully into my mouth and not losing eye contact with him for a second I start to swirl my tongue around it. Slowly at first and then more fast and intense. Jason's head falls back on to the headrest and he lets out a groan in pleasure. I'm getting so turned on by his reaction, "Why the fuck would you wear something so difficult for me to get access to?" He chuckles. I shrug in response and plunge his cock all the way down to the entrance of my throat. "Holy Christ, that feels so good baby," he groans as he grabs hold of my hair and I suck really  hard as he cums all down my throat. Looking back up at him with a smug look on my face he helps me up and folds me into his arms. "I'll return the favour when you get back to the room," he says into my ear. "You'd better," I giggle in response.

We get back to the hotel and are welcomed by the staff with two glasses of champagne, Jason really did go all out didn't he? "Congratulations to the beautiful couple!" Says the concierge manager James. "Thank you, I'm a very lucky guy," Jason beams as he takes hold of my shoulder. For the first time in a really long time I feel safe and secure, I didn't think that was possible after everything I've been through. "So, how was Galaxy's Edge?" I hear a voice from behind, it's the hotel manager, Diego. "Kylo asked Meghan to join him but she chose me instead," beams Jason, as he holds up my hand to show off my ring. "Congratulations to the both of you, I wish you a long and happy life together," Diego says with a toothy grin. He's a greying, middle aged Spanish guy, with a limp from a broken ankle which he told us he sustained whilst performing in a production of Phantom of the Opera on a cruise ship. Nevertheless, he has been super attentive to us since we got here. "Just to let you know Miss Weller, there was a phone call for you earlier on. The details are in your hotel room," he says as he turns on his heel and heads back to his office. "Another surprise?" I ask Jason who looks baffled. "I think you've had enough surprises for one day. Come on, drink up and let's get back to business," he says as he bypasses me through the lobby and waits by the elevator. I take a giant gulp of my champagne, letting it go straight to my head making me feel all woozy. My phone buzzes, it's my friend Tina, as much as I want to spill my engagement news to her and the wild events surrounding the proposal, Jason has insisted that we wait until we are back home where we can tell all of our friends together. James promptly takes my empty glass away from me and I walk over to join Jason. The lobby is pretty spectacular, the carpet has blue and white flowers sprayed across it with a grand golden pattern which looks like a tapestry that's been extracted from the Castle in Magic Kingdom. There is a live band who plays every afternoon right through into the evening, all the old Motown classics and some fresh tunes as well. A Mary Poppins penguin themed fountain sits right at the front of reception, a few kids in the hotel run over and throw their cents in, closing their eyes and making their wishes. Being here seeing children and babies is killing me. Knowing what I did and the guy responsible for getting me into that predicament makes me feel so disgusted with myself. Here I am with a man who loves and worships the ground I walk on and only a matter of months ago I betrayed him in the worst possible way.
"Let's take the stairs instead," Jason grins as he bounces over to me as I'm lost in deep thought. "Babe, we are on the fifth floor," I say walking in the direction of the elevator. Not expecting it in the slightest Jason scoops me up into his arms and carries me in a fireman's hold up the stairs. Dying of laughter and embarrassment I exclaim, "Are you crazy?!" He laughs along with me and says, "Yes, I am. Crazy in love with you." My heart feels so full and I know right then and there that he is the only man for me.

Jason has still got me in his arms as he takes the key out of his pocket and swipes it letting us into the room. It smells as fresh as a Daisy, the maid must've done a full on spring clean in here this afternoon. Our living area is sprinkled with red rose petals, with chocolate strawberries and champagne on the table waiting for us. "Are you ready to let me down now?" I'm surprised he hasn't fainted yet, climbing all those stairs with me in his arms like this. That said, he does go to the gym twice a week back home and he's definitely upped his fitness levels since I've known him. "Not yet, baby." He says breathlessly as he stumbles towards the bedroom nearly dropping me in the process. "Break my neck and you'll have no fiancé to go back home with," I say half joking. "I'd never hurt you, I was just keeping things interesting," he smirks as he throws me down on the bed and climbs on top of me. God, he looks and smells so good. We are in for a night of endless fucking and my pussy is gagging for it. "Oh look, here you go," Jason mutters as he passes me a card from the bedside table. Remembering what Diego said earlier I eagerly take the card from Jason and open it. My heart in that moment stops and the rooms spins a million miles an hour. Oh My God! I shake uncontrollably and my eyes spill with tears. "Meghan, what the hell. What does it say?" Jason shouts as he takes the card away from me and reads it aloud. "Don't forget to call me, you've been missed. Ricky." It'll never really be over, he is still out there haunting me.