Accidental Fiancée

Chapter 18

Waking up that next morning, I couldn't help but have a smile on my face as I looked over and noticed my angel, Juri, sleeping next to me. I had traveled a long road to get back to this point, and even though I had given up on myself several times in the past, she was somehow back in my arms... restoring peace into my world...

It didn't matter that we had only shared one date. It didn't even matter that we still had a language barrier, although her English had gotten a little better. All that mattered was that when we were together, with no pride or inhibitions in the way, our hearts were aligned, and we could appreciate each other's love like it was never gone in the first place.

Speaking of love...

... for the first time in my life, I confessed my love to someone and truly meant it.

In the past, it just felt like something I was supposed to say. I had actually formed a negative opinion about it, because my ex-husband just used it as a way to get whatever he wanted out of me.

Now, however, things were different. I knew with all my heart that I loved Juri. And even though our relationship started with an unfortunate mistake, my new mission in life was to make her feel loved all the time, while also proving I deserved the love she reciprocated back to me...

That's right...

Moments after I said it to her, in the midst of our kissing, she pulled away so she could say those three amazing words back to me. Her English wasn't great, but never before had I understood her so clearly.

Her cheeks were red, and she gave me these precious puppy dog eyes. Then, in the sweetest of voices, she whispered back to me, "I love you... Karina..." before curling up into a ball of shyness.

Immediately, I opened her back up, encouraging her to accept not only the moment, but the love I so desperately wanted to share with her. We then engaged in a deep kiss, until our hearts were satisfied and we could rest in the arms of the one we loved, each other.

Now, as I found myself lying awake, almost an hour before my alarm went off, I could do nothing but smile as I watched and appreciated my sleeping beauty while replaying our entire night together. Yes, we definitely had a lot of crazy sex the night before, but as amazing as it was, it was the fact that I successfully showed her how much I loved her that left me giddy like a schoolgirl.

Somehow, even though there was a pleasant familiarity to being with her, I still loved how different things felt at the same time. Yes, we were together like old times, but now that I had her back and she trusted me with her heart, I was ready to accept the challenges of a real loving relationship.

Although I didn't want to interrupt Juri's sleep, because she looked as precious as an angel, I couldn't help but comb my fingers through her hair as I fawner over her adorableness.

"Don't worry, baby," I whispered, caressing her lightly with my fingertips while she slept peacefully. "From now on, I'm going to be the one taking care of you... because...

... that's how much I love you."

***

Fortunately, I was able to get out of bed and sneak off to work without waking my precious angel. I was really quiet, and instead of putting my makeup on at home, I just took my stuff so I could do it in the office. I didn't want to wake her up because I was afraid she would feel obligated to make me breakfast.

Juri deserved to sleep. After the night we shared together, I was sure her body was exhausted from struggling so much. Mine was as well, but the excitement of being back with the woman I loved made me feel more alive than ever.

With everything now fixed, I had a new outlook on life. I now appreciated what I had, such as my job, Juri, and even my employees. And as I began my busy day of work, I couldn't help but let that new attitude affect me by putting a smile on my face, no matter what task I was doing.

Speaking of my appreciated employees, even Alana noticed what a good mood I was in when she came into my office to wish me a good morning. She no longer knocked anymore, and she definitely didn't call me Miss Ortiz like she used to. These were signs of how strong our bond had grown, especially after setting me up with Juri.

"Karina... you look so happy today," my cute little intern said, smiling as she stood in front of my desk. "Things must be going well with Juri."

The thought of Juri resting in my bed after the night we had left me blushing in front of the intern. "Yeah... things are going well... And it's all thanks to you, Alana."

She brushed my compliment aside and shook her head. "No, don't thank me. You two totally deserve each other."

All I could do was smile at the sweet young woman, because I remember that not too long ago, she called me out for being such a terrible person. Now, I was honored that she had determined I was deserving of a woman like Juri. Even though I was her boss, I respected her almost like she was my superior.

"Well, we should probably get to work," I said, trying my best not to bask in my new love for an eternity. I then looked through a few folders, trying to figure out what I wanted to delegate to Alana.

To my surprise, the intern just kind of stood there, staring at me like she was hesitant about something. I looked up at her and asked, "Don't you want to take a seat?"

"Oh, you're still allowing me to work in your office?" she asked, twiddling her fingers. "I thought you might want me to start working at my desk again."

I paused everything for a moment as I raised an eyebrow at her. "Why would you think that?"

"No reason," she answered, brushing off whatever was bothering her. She then took a seat at my desk before grabbing a stack of papers. "Yeah, let's just get to work."

Still confused, I kept an eye on my sweet intern as she started on her assignments. I wasn't sure what it was; perhaps her hesitance, or maybe it was that she was being so quiet. Either way, something reminded me of the way she used to act before all this mess with Juri started.

"Alana... is something wrong?"

She looked up at me with wide eyes. "No, Miss... I mean... Karina. Why do you ask?"

"Did you almost call me Miss Ortiz?"

"Uh... no..."

"Alana, what is going on with you?" I asked, leaning into the young woman who was suddenly shaking like she used to when she first worked for me.

"Oh, it's nothing... Karina..."

"Don't lie to me, Alana," I said before approaching her with a smile. After getting to know her so well over the past few weeks, I now had a better understanding of how to confront her without making her feel like she was in trouble. "Just because Juri's back doesn't mean we're not friends anymore. You can still talk to me about anything."

Slowly, it looked as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulder. A smile came over her face, and although her cheeks became red, she didn't look embarrassed.

"Thank you for saying that... Karina... I just have one question for you..."

"What is it, Alana?" I asked with a soft smile of my own.

Breaking eye-contact, she stared down at the desk and asked a question that had been on her mind. "If it's okay with you... I'd still like to write stories about Serena and Yuri... if you catch my drift..."

Now, I was the one with red cheeks as I realized what that statement indicated. "You actually want to know more about our sex life, so you can write about it in your stories?"

"If you don't mind... You know... just for inspiration."

"That's no problem, Alana," I assured, nodding at her with a smile on my face. "But for now, we should probably focus on our assignments. I have a bunch of stuff to turn in by the end of the day. We can talk more about personal stuff at a more appropriate time."

With that, the sweet intern nodded her head before diving into her work. However, as the day went on, I noticed her often staring off into space.

I couldn't help but wonder if something was still bothering her. Knowing her though, I figured this wasn't the best time to push her into telling me more.

Eventually, just as we were about to break for lunch, I decided to let Alana off for the rest of the day. Obviously, there was something on her mind that she wasn't ready to talk about yet. I figured it was best for her to go home and relax instead of trying to manage it around me.

Fortunately, it appeared that I made the right decision, because a big smile came over her face as soon as I gave her the good news. She then packed her stuff before making her way to the door. However, before leaving, she gave me the assurance I wanted, that she would be okay.

"By the way, Karina," she started, smiling at me once again with the uneasiness gone from her face. "I'm really glad you enjoy your back together... And... "

"And...?"

"And... thank you for reassuring me that we're still friends... even though I've completed my mission."

Once she left, I felt a sense of relief, knowing that she appreciated my open arms of friendship. Still, I suspected she was hiding something from me. Although I couldn't figure it out, for the time being, I decided to just be patient with her because I knew that eventually she would tell me whenever she was ready.

Now, alone during my lunch break, I decided to keep working because I wanted to complete Alana's remaining tasks for the day. However, since I didn't have anything to eat, my thoughts shifted towards Juri, because I knew she would have wanted to make me lunch.

Knowing her, there was no doubt in my mind that she was going to try to make it up to me by having dinner ready when I got home. Wanting to prove that I should be the one taking care of her, I texted her, telling her not to make dinner because I would be taking her out that night.

***

Finally, when I completed everything at work, I went home with a smile on my face, excited to return to my angel. Just as I had hoped, as I came rushing through the door, she was sitting there waiting for me with open arms.

It warmed my heart to see her light up, just as she had done so many times before. I immediately greeted her with a strong embrace, showing her how badly I missed her, as I planted a deep kiss on her lips.

Slowly, I went from caressing her lips with mine to forcing my tongue down her throat. Before either of us even knew what was going on, we were suddenly in the midst of a deep make-out session, proving just how badly we had craved each other all day.

I so badly wished I could have kissed her forever, but she quickly pulled away from me, displaying the concern she had for me in her deep brown eyes. "Are you hungry?" she asked, showing her eagerness to care for me.

Bringing her back in, I pressed her body against mine before whispering into her ear, "You're not taking care of me; I'm taking care of you... from now on."

After quickly explaining to her that we were going out for dinner that night, I reengaged in a deep make-out session with her, kissing her with every bit of passion in my bones.

Just the sight of her smiling face and her bubbly personality had me desperate. However, now that I had my lips on hers, I was absolutely squirming at the thought of getting my hands on her body.

Wanting so badly to prove that I could take care of her physical needs, like she had done for me so many times before, I took her by the hand and dragged her to the bedroom... our bedroom. From there, we began ripping each other's clothes off. Unfortunately for her though, once she got me down to my bra and thong, I decided to take over by physically overwhelming her.

After unclipping her bra, I pushed her onto the bed so that she was lying on her back. I then grabbed her little panties and pulled them right off her, tossing them to the side as my eyes coveted her naked body.

From there, I nudged myself between her smooth thighs, fawning desperately over her clean shaven pussy. My subtle breaths tickled her, sending chills up her spine, until I was ready to taste her sweet nectar.

Like she had done to me so many times in the past, I reached up and pinched both of her rock-hard nipples as I laid my warm tongue on her juicy clit. Then, like the madwoman I was for her, I licked her relentlessly, like a thirsty puppy tasting water for the first time.

Her back arched as her moans echoed throughout the entire complex. All the while, I stroked her with my soft tongue, over and over, while my fingers continued to stimulate her areolas.

As I glanced up, I noticed her looking down at me with her beautiful, yet struggling, face. I could tell she had no idea what had gotten into me. I just hoped that I could communicate through my actions, and through my tongue, that this was the way things were going to be from now on.

Giving her voluptuous breasts a break, I took a moment to run my hands up and down her smooth body. As I reached the back of her thighs, I pushed her legs up, allowing me even more access to roam the entirety of her lower body.

Running my tongue up and down her slit, I made sure to travel low enough to reach her ass hole. As my tongue graced her pink rim, I made sure to give it a good cleaning, stroking it several times before returning to her pulsing clit.

Eventually, she began squeezing the bed sheets so hard that she almost ripped them off the mattress. I repositioned her hands on the back of my head so she could pull my hair as hard as she wanted as I finished eating her out.

Slowly, my hands found their way to her breasts again, and I gently caressed her nipples before giving them a light twist. Meanwhile, with my tongue, I stroked her in an up and down motion, going from clit to ass until she was gushing into my face.

No matter how loud she moaned, no matter how hard she squirmed, I kept her at bay and ate her out until she couldn't possibly take any more. Her toes curled as her legs began quivering. Then, as the first orgasm exploded in my face, her entire body bounced off the bed as I clung on to her clitoris with my desperate lips.

Over and over, Juri's delicate body would crumble from the overwhelming pleasure I was providing her. However, no matter how hard she came, no matter how much she whined and moaned, I kept attacking her pussy like it was the last time I would ever get to taste her heavenly juices.

Although I couldn't understand the words she was desperately moaning out, the guttural noises only encouraged me to go further. Somehow, I was moaning just as loud as she was, because nothing made me happier than providing her the unending pleasure she truly deserved.

By the time I was done with her, I had completely exhausted every muscle in that wonderful body of hers. She had strained so hard and collapsed so many times, I couldn't even keep count of how many orgasms she had fallen victim to at the hands of my unforgiving tongue.

To finish her off, I held both of her hands as she rested her thighs on my shoulders. While she struggled to catch her breath, I left her clean before finishing her off with a sensual anal rub.

By this point, her clit was way too sensitive for me to continue tickling it. Instead, I just focused on the rim of her ass, stroking it non-stop until she had absolutely melted into the mattress.

Finally, seeing that I had pushed her way beyond her limits, I let her go and jumped on top of her exhausted body. I began caressing her gently with the tips of my fingers, allowing her to recover as I whispered what a good girl she was for taking all of that.

When Juri finally built up the strength to speak, she confessed how tired I had made her. I assured her that I would allow her the rest she needed before going to dinner. Most importantly though... I made sure she understood that this was going to be the new norm.

"Don't worry, baby," I whispered into her ear as I brushed the remaining strands out of her face. "Get used to this... because...

... I'm going to be taking care of you from now on..."

***

Eventually, my sweet Juri regained the strength she needed to get herself ready for dinner. Of course, she offered again to stay in and cook for me. I denied her offer, obviously, and insisted that I would treat her.

As she got dressed and touched up her makeup, I couldn't help but stare at her while biting my lower lip. Even after she slipped on a little dress, I so badly wanted to lift it up and appreciate that bubble butt of hers. My tongue was even salivating at the thought of rimming her again.

Somehow, I maintained my composure and refrained from jumping on her. I was sure my baby was hungry, so I didn't want to delay dinner any longer. I simply put my work clothes back on and waited for her to get dressed so I could walk her to the restaurant.

Somehow, it felt all too familiar, being hand in hand as I accompanied her down the street. There was a magical feeling in the air, uplifted by the peaceful aura that always surrounded Juri. The stars look beautiful in the night sky, but none of them shined as brightly as the woman I was clinging on to.

Even at dinner, I couldn't help but smile at her as we waited for our food. She wasn't as dolled up as she was the previous date, but in my eyes, she was as stunning as ever. Honestly, I felt like I was the luckiest person in the world to be on a date with a woman like her.

Although her English had been getting better, I wanted to take this time to have a deeper conversation with her, so we needed to use her translation app again. I felt a bit responsible for Juri becoming a feet model, so I wanted to know how that was going.

"It's a little weird, but I don't mind it," she explained to me through text. "But you don't have to worry. I'm making a lot of money."

Since she had only typed her response, I couldn't get a good read of whether she was being honest about it or not. Feeling a bit guilty, I offered to take care of her financially if she quit.

Instead of typing back, Juri reached across the table and placed her hand on top of mine. With a smile, she shook her head, indicating that she didn't want me to do that. However, I couldn't help but wonder if she only declined because she didn't want to inconvenience me.

Instead of debating with her, I just dropped the conversation for the moment because I knew a kind person like her wouldn't give in to such generosity. Instead, I became lost in my own thoughts, fantasizing about taking care of all of her needs... even the financial ones.

I need to prove to her that I can support her without it looking even a slight bit inconvenient,

I told myself, feeling determined all of a sudden.

Not only that... I need to prove that I'm responsible enough... to be her... fiancée...

Staring at her hand, I noticed her naked finger and I imagined how pretty it would look with a ring on it. I was well aware that I might have just been experiencing the honeymoon phase with her, but something about that moment made me wish I could really make her my fiancée.

That was what she wanted, after all. Her reason for coming to America in the first place was so that she could gain citizenship. However, I no longer saw this as some sort of business arrangement. She deserved to get married for the right reason, and I didn't want anyone other than myself to have that privilege with a special woman like her.

While I was still lost in my own thoughts, I was suddenly captivated by her eyes as I noticed her smiling at me. With something as simple as her cute little grin, I was immediately filled with butterflies once again. It put me at ease, making me feel like this was more than just the nuances of a new relationship. I was totally in love with her, and I just wanted to cherish her forever.

Hoping to prove my worth to her, I took every opportunity I could to show off how responsible I was. When the bill came, I busted out my American Express card. It might have been a vain move, and she probably didn't even think anything of it, but from that point on, I was going to take every opportunity I had to prove I could support her.