A Model Romance Ch. 16

"Yes!"

The word hung in my brain. Yes. She said yes. A smile blossomed on my face as I let go of every ounce of anxiety and tension in my body. She said yes. I relaxed and took a breath. She said yes. Oh, I should probably slide the ring on her finger. She said yes. Nice, almost a perfect fit. She said yes.

Anna grinned goofily as she looked down at me putting the ring on, and her smile only widened as I stood and pulled her in for a kiss. Her hands draped around my neck, and her lips met mine blissfully as my hands held her back tightly. Suddenly, like the moment my ears cleared the waterline after surfacing from a dive, the sound of the world around me rushed back in. Was that applause?

We broke apart, smiling at each other, and then looked around. John was snapping photos, Melissa was doing a little happy dance of some kind and nearly squealing with glee, and a few dozen onlookers were clapping and whistling. I looked back at Anna, and my smile only grew. I hugged her again, then gave her another kiss, and we held each other tightly as the small crowd dispersed.

"Congratulations," Mel gushed. She was almost hopping in place, clearly torn between wanting to hug us and wanting to stay back and let us have our moment. Anna and I stepped toward her to indicate it was fine. She rushed forward and pulled us both into a hug. "Ahhh, I love you guys!" she almost shouted into our ears.

John lowered the camera and congratulated us both, pulling me into a hug and then getting one from Anna. No one seemed to know what else to say for a moment, then Melissa spoke.

"Alright, well, we'll let you have some time alone. Come on, John," she declared. John passed me the camera with a grin and waved as his wife yanked him towards the exit.

"I love you," Anna said, and tears started to fill her eyes as she spoke to me once everyone else was gone and we were no longer the center of attention. She grabbed onto me and held tight. I squeezed her back, holding onto the back of her baby-blue dress. Her shimmering, light brown hair was held up in a bun as part of the Cinderella-themed outfit she was wearing.

"I love you, too," I whispered to her. She just held me tightly. "Are you alright?" I asked after a moment.

"Yeah, sorry, just a little overwhelmed. I can't believe we're engaged!" she said happily, her mood swinging all over the place.

"Neither can I, and I bought the ring," I said with a relieved grin. "I was so worried that it was too soon and you'd be put off."

"Are you kidding me? Charlie, never," she gushed, and hugged me again. "I've been yours forever since the moment we met." My heart soared.

"I bet if I had proposed then, you might have said no," I joked.

"Alright, probably, but I still knew early on, alright? I've known for a while," she said, smiling and rolling her eyes. Then she glanced at her hand. "And, OMG," she shouted, pronouncing the letters, "this ring is gorgeous! I mean, you could have proposed with one made of tin foil and gotten a yes, but wow."

"Well, I wish I'd known that before," I said with a grin. She smiled. We could have passed the whole day just standing there in each other's arms.

"So, gorgeous," I finally started. "How would you like to celebrate?"

"You don't have any plans?" she asked curiously.

"Anna, I put all of my planning into getting to this moment, but I'd be happy to make some now," I offered. She shook her head like I misunderstood her.

"Nope, I was just confirming so I could take over from here," she smiled mischievously. "Don't worry, I've got the beginnings of a plan already." She winked, and I laughed.

***

"You know, this isn't what I expected when you said you were making a plan," I said, one eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, well, it's going to be cute, so deal with it," she said, amused. Her eyes twinkled with happiness as she looked at me.

"Alright, you're up," the cast member said, leading us forward into the makeshift magician's backstage area. The Mouse himself was waiting for a photo op. He held out his arms, and we joined him for a picture.

"We just got engaged," Anna gushed, showing her ring to the automated camera. Mickey took the photo, then engaged in a bunch of miming, dropping to one knee, looking at his hand, and generally acting excited. "Yep, just outside!" Anna pretended to continue the conversation. I smiled as the camera kept taking pictures.

***

As we left the building, a cast member caught up to us and stopped us. She was older and looked like she may have been a manager or something.

"You're the couple who just got engaged, right?" I nodded, and before I could say anything, she handed me what appeared to be a handwritten certificate.

"That will get you dinner anywhere on property tonight, on Mickey. He said you reminded him of himself and Minnie, and to have a magical evening," she said happily.

"Tell him thanks," I responded with a smile and a wink. Anna almost drowned me out with her effusive thanks. The cast member smiled at us and turned on her heel to return to the building.

"Where do you want to go?" I asked Anna.

"No idea. Maybe France, in Epcot? Probably romantic," she said.

"Sounds good to me," I said, and put my arm around her.

"That's too bad, though, I was going to take you home next and have my way with my fiancé, but now we'll have to stay in the park all day," she teased playfully.

"We could probably make it back in time," I said dryly, "we only live like ten minutes away from here."

"Nope, can't be done. Damn, if only there were a bunch of hotels closer by that we could spend a romantic evening at," she said with a pout. I smiled and played along.

"Well, what if there were?" I asked.

"Well then, obviously we'd go to one of those and spend the afternoon in bed, then go to a romantic dinner, and then go back to the hotel after," she said thoughtfully.

"Which hotel?" I said, dropping the pretense and grinning as I opened my phone app.

"Put that away, you just bought me a ring. I'll book it," she said, pulling out her phone.

"If you're sure," I said, not arguing the point. I'd just about cleaned out my savings to buy the ring; thankfully, my next paycheck would be my first with my new salary and help me make it back a bit.

"Uh-huh," she said, absentmindedly tapping on her phone screen. "Alright, done," she said a minute later. "We check in at the Polynesian at three," she said happily.

"The Poly, huh?" I asked.

"Where we had our first date, now the first place you get to rail your fiancée," she said nonchalantly. I smiled.

"It'll be a bit more loving than railing today," I said, pulling her in for another kiss. She melted into my arms. After a long moment, she pulled back and looked up at me.

"Alright, but maybe just a little railing?" she asked sweetly. I laughed. Life was good.

***

"So remind me again, why are we getting another snack?" I asked jokingly. She'd explained it, but I still thought it was funny.

"Because, Charlie, we can't check in at the hotel yet. We're getting the best snacks in the park, so when I have them in the future, I associate them all with this memory. My future husband and I had a wonderful day together, celebrating our engagement and our love," she said, somehow both happily and mildly exasperated for having to explain it again.

"So, this isn't just an excuse to eat Dole Whip, Spring Rolls, and Cream-Cheese Pretzels after telling me you needed to cut back for your modeling shoot this week?" I said with one eyebrow raised.

"Did you say something?" she asked me after the cast member handed her a Dole Whip cup. She took a spoonful and flipped the spoon upside down, cleaning it with her tongue, then closed her mouth and swallowed.

"Just that you're beautiful," I said and grinned at her.

"Oh, how sweet," she said exaggeratedly, then giggled.

***

Hand in hand, we walked along the boardwalk in Frontierland. We didn't feel the need to do much. It was oddly relaxing, walking around a theme park filled with bustling groups of tourists, but not having anything to do or anywhere to be.

"I still can't believe it," she was saying. "I didn't see this coming at all."

"Then I did my job," I grinned.

"When do we tell our families?" she asked.

"We can wait as long as you want. My parents are probably expecting a call, but they can wait if you want to just process it together first. Oh, and Vanessa probably wants a call, too," I said, thinking it over.

"She knows?!" Anna yelped in surprise.

"Um, yeah," I said. "You told me once she was the most important person in your life, so I sort of asked for her blessing," I explained. Anna teared up a bit, and I waited for her to compose herself, which she did quickly.

"That was sweet, I bet she loved it," Anna smirked, pulling out her phone.

"She was hesitant at first since she'd just met me, but after I promised to take care of you and she watched us together, she gave it to me," I said.

"When she said good luck to you at the door the day she left... she wasn't talking about your job." Realization dawned on Anna's pretty face.

"Yeah," I agreed.

"And she knew it was going to be today," Anna continued.

"Yep."

"So, if I call her, she'll know why."

"Probably."

"So if I call her and act like nothing is up..." Anna said, grinning.

"You'd be needlessly torturing her, yeah," I laughed.

"She hid the fact that she had a boyfriend for months; she deserves it," Anna said with a shrug.

"Didn't we learn a lesson about this sort of sisterly revenge when she was visiting?" I asked. Anna narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously.

"This is different," she finally said, although she didn't say how. I just shrugged and gestured for her to proceed. It was quiet enough in our little part of the park that Anna put the phone on speaker and pressed the call button.

"Hey A!" Vanessa answered the phone. I could almost hear the excitement in her voice, but she was holding back.

"Hey V," Anna said normally, giving nothing away. "What's up?" Vanessa's response almost sounded confused.

"Um, not much, just editing some shots for Instagram. What are you up to?" she asked.

"Not much, just hanging out." There was a pause, where V waited for Anna to say something about why she was calling. "Oh, I have news," Anna said.

"What's that?" V said. Her voice wavered with what I assumed was uncertainty. Anna was grinning like a fool.

"I'm posting the Riviera shots of us tomorrow, if you want to be on the post together," she said, as though commenting on a boring baseball game.

"Uh, yeah, sounds good," she said. More silence. The confusion was evident.

"Any jobs coming up?" Anna asked.

"Um, yeah," Vanessa said distractedly. "I've got a local commercial for a skate shop and a watch brand promo."

"Cool," Anna said. She rolled her eyes, clearly deciding she wasn't having as much fun as she hoped, but then winked at me. "Charlie and I are engaged, that's new. Anything else going on with you?" she asked, smiling at me while she said it.

"Um, no, wait, you said yes? Congratulations!" she said, her tone rapidly changing from bored to excited when she registered what Anna said. I chuckled, and Anna's face lit up with delight. "Bitch, why didn't you just say that?"

"I thought it would be funny," Anna said, as though it was obvious.

"Gah, that's so amazing. Tell Charlie I said congratulations," she gushed.

"He's right here, he can hear you," she said.

"Hey V," I said as I watched Anna's smiling face.

"Hey, C," she replied. "Welcome to the family," she said.

"Thanks. I'll take good care of her," I replied.

"I know you will, because you'll have to fear my wrath if you don't," V laughed. "I'm so happy for you guys! I can't wait to celebrate with you!"

"I know!" Anna squealed. "We'll see you soon, right?"

"Well, I just left there, but maybe soon, I think," she said without offering details. Anna didn't seem to notice, what with how excited she was.

"K, we'll talk soon," Anna said.

"Wait, am I the first to know?" she asked. I smirked.

"Technically, we had friends with us, but outside them, yes," Anna said.

"Boo, but I'll take it. Mom and Dad are going to freak out, they'll be so excited," V said.

"I'll tell them soon, keep your lips sealed," Anna said. "Later, V."

"Later, A. Bye, C."

***

"So, Melissa helped shop for the ring?" Anna asked as we walked through the park.

"She took me to the jeweler who sold John hers, yeah. Don't worry, I picked it out," I said.

"Oh, I know. I just want to make sure I thank her," Anna said sweetly. "Were they the first people to know?"

"Kind of. I told Michaela I was planning on it because she called you my fiancé, and I had to correct her," I explained.

"When was this?" Anna asked, bewildered. Oh, right, I thought.

"Um, when she was, ah, while you were getting dressed for Disneyland," I said. Anna looked at me, realizing what I wasn't saying. While Anna had been getting her Tinkerbell costume ready, Michaela had been on her knees between my legs with her mouth full. Anna burst out laughing.

"Well, that's a story we won't mention to our future kids," Anna joked when her laughter subsided.

***

The sun beat down around us as we got off the monorail on the other side of the lake. Fortunately, the station was shaded, so we only felt the secondhand heat radiating off of everything around us at the hottest part of the day. Anna took my hand and led me down the stairs and into the lobby, passing a small pond and waterfall. Fortunately, we had automatic check-in and the app had given us a room number, so we didn't need to check into a hotel without bags and make our planned afternoon activities obvious.

Anna led me through the lobby and stopped in front of a sign.

"We're in the Hawaii building," she informed me, and I pointed down a path after seeing another sign opposite the first one. We took off, moving with a little more urgency as we both realized how close we were to our destination, and by extension, each other. We walked along a pool with a large volcano slide next to it, and spotted the sign for Hawaii.

"Second floor," Anna said, and stepped onto the stairs. I grabbed her ass as she moved in front of me, and she turned to look back, a smoldering look in her eyes. My cock immediately stirred. Hurriedly, we climbed the stairs, my eyes wandering up her legs as her sundress swayed with her movement. Her shiny sneakers padded quickly down the hallway, and I followed eagerly.

Anna tapped her band on the lock when we arrived and opened the door, leading me into a well-appointed room. Pacific island-themed artwork covered one wall, while a couch and two beds occupied the bulk of the room. Wood accents and a wooden floor completed the look, and the view off the balcony was of the Magic Kingdom in the distance.

"That will be a nice view tonight," I said, referring to the fireworks. I hugged her close, feeling her body against mine. The room seemed almost electrically charged as we waited for someone to make the first move.

"Yeah, I learned my lesson in California," she whispered. I grinned as our foreheads met, our faces an inch apart.

"I love you," I whispered back. The tension between us was thick.

"Show me," she answered. My lip brushed against hers, and the sparks that had been swirling around us since we left the park exploded, igniting our passion into a swirling inferno. Our lips pressed into each other, deeply and lovingly, neither one of us yielding to the other's desperate need, both of us pouring our hearts and souls into the searing kiss.

My hands roamed, feeling her exposed shoulder blades and the thin fabric of her dress covering the small of her back. Her left hand cradled the back of my head as I leaned down to kiss her, and her right traced its way up the side of my chest, forcing us to separate just a tiny bit so she could find the top button on my shirt.

My tongue danced with hers while her fingers deftly removed button after button. When she got the last one undone, she used both hands to open the shirt and slide it off my shoulders before melting against my bare chest. My arms continued to explore her back, holding her tightly as though afraid to let go now that she was to be fully mine.

I found the tie on the back of her dress and pulled it, loosening the light blue garment, and then slid her sleeves down her arms. Passionately, we continued kissing until the dress fell down her perfect form, pooling on the floor as she stepped out of it. She broke the kiss and stepped back, giving me a moment to admire her gorgeous body.

Anna was left in a black choker, blue lace thong, shining metallic sneakers, and a nude-colored stick-on bra that she had used for the photoshoot. She let her hair out of its bun, wavy tresses of shiny light brown falling around her beautiful face, centered on her piercing blue eyes. Coyly, she grinned at me, then peeled off the bra, exposing her perky breasts to my hungry gaze. Then she stepped back again to the edge of the bed and lay back down, sliding up the bed. She stopped when her head was against the headboard, her back supported by the pillows, and her legs spread, bent at the knees and resting on her feet, only a small triangle of blue fabric separating the last hidden part of her body from me. She crooked a finger and beckoned.

I unbuckled my belt and slid my shorts off, kicking off my shoes with them, leaving me in a pair of boxer briefs that struggled to contain my arousal. I climbed up the bed and slid into the space between her welcoming thighs, my lips finding hers again and resuming our kiss.

When the kiss was no longer enough for us, we broke apart.

"Lose the accessories," I whispered. "But plan on wearing the sneakers and choker later," I added, then kissed her earlobe. She smiled lustily at me and unclasped her choker, then kicked off her shoes. I got on my knees and helped pull her socks off.

I leaned in, kissing her jawline back to her ear, then slowly kissing down her neck. Her hands rested on my shoulder and the back of my head, and she sighed contentedly as my lips found her collarbone.

After a moment, I continued, the soft swell of her breast leading me to her soft, pink nipple. My lips encircled it and sucked gently and Anna let out a faint moan. Sliding down further, I kissed her abs until my lips met the waistband of her panties. I could practically feel the heat radiating off her sex, the faint scent of her arousal only making me harder in front of her.

I removed her panties, rising briefly to make space to get them off her legs, then resumed my kisses, finally reaching the top of her slit. Anna's fingers explored my hair while her other hand rose to her breast, gently touching the spot where my lips had caressed her moments ago. The moment was upon us, and I slid down a short distance and kissed her right on her little pleasure center.

My fiancée shuddered, and I opened my lips, freeing my questing tongue and allowing it to explore her slit freely. Her chest froze as her breathing stopped for a moment, and then resumed as she relaxed into my mouth, enjoying the feel of my soft tongue as it slipped in and around her folds.

"Oh," she moaned softly. Her legs flexed with pleasure on either side of my head, and I smiled, humming gently into her while I tasted her sweet nectar. "Ohhh," she moaned again. I didn't change a thing, continuing to drive her wild with need, slowly and deliberately caressing her womanhood with my lips. I could feel the ring she wore as she rubbed her fingers absentmindedly on my scalp.

"Yes," she breathed as I sucked her clit into my lips and teased it with the tip of my tongue. Expecting to continue, I took a quick breath, but Anna stopped me.

"Come here. I need to feel you inside me," she whispered, need written all over her face. I nodded, getting on my knees to remove my underwear, freeing my cock under her hungry gaze. "Please," was all she said when I was naked.

I gently moved into position between her gorgeous legs, and she reached down to guide me. Her fingers gently gripped my shaft and placed the head against her opening, then she lifted her neck to kiss me.

With a subtle movement of my hips, I pressed into her, her entrance parting to welcome me home. Slowly, I continued, my girth stretching her around me. Our kiss ended, and I looked into her eyes, filled with desire, as I buried myself deep inside her.

Anna nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Her lower lip hung open, trembling as she took me. I slowly pulled back about halfway before sliding back into her warm, wet embrace. Her walls massaged my shaft as I moved, pleasure radiating through me. Once I got a rhythm going, I began to move a little bit faster, feeling her wrapped around me and reveling in it.

"I love you, Charlie," she said, almost inaudibly. We hadn't had sex since the prior evening, which for us was, almost comically, a while, so we were both on edge, our breathing changing as we moved toward our releases. Over and over again, I slid into her, feeling the warmth of her body demanding my seed.

"I can't hold it much longer," I grunted quietly as Anna moaned and writhed beneath me. "You feel way too good."

"I'm close, I want to cum with you," she whispered.

"I'll make it," I promised. I could feel her hips grinding against me on each stroke, and I hoped that meant she was almost there. Tiny needles of pleasure assaulted my cock inside her, threatening to make me lose control. I wanted to last, but I didn't know if I could, I just needed her to --

"Cum with me," she gasped as her body tightened and relaxed, her orgasm taking over. I wasn't sure if it was her permission, or just that I was going to lose it either way, but the first pulse of my cum blasted inside her at the same moment she fell into oblivion.

"Ungh," I groaned as my body emptied itself, physically, emotionally, and spiritually, into my amazing future wife. Anna cried out in pleasure as she felt me spurting deep, her own body wracked with spasms of pleasure. We both breathed heavily as we came down. Anna grinned as I pressed into her once more on an aftershock, and I smiled with her.

"Wow," I breathed.

"Yeah, wow," she said beneath me.

"I'm so happy you said yes, Anna," I said, another wave of relief flooding through me.

"I'm so happy you asked, Prince Charming," she said, looking up at me with love written in her eyes.

***

"As much as I hate to say, we should probably get to dinner," I said, an hour or so later, regret mixing with relaxation in my voice. Anna's hand continued to draw patterns on my chest as we lay naked next to each other, our bottom halves wrapped in the bedsheets.

"Can't we just stay here and have sex again?" Anna pouted. I laughed.

"I mean, we could, and it would be amazing, but wouldn't a nice, romantic dinner play well into making memories of today?" I asked her, amusement in my voice. Anna breathed out and nodded.

"I guess," she said, feigning disappointment. "I'll get up."

***

The evening breeze was blowing in as we got off the monorail at Epcot; Anna had insisted it would be faster to walk to the station next door than wait for a bus. The sun was still in the sky, but had begun its daily retreat. We tapped our bands and entered the park, starting the surprisingly long walk to the France pavilion.

Anna had put her light blue sundress back on, along with her shiny sneakers and black choker, but she'd left her hair down, and just like that, any resemblance to Cinderella was gone. It fell in waves after being held in a bun all day, but she'd brushed it out, and the effect was beautiful. I stole glances at her whenever she wasn't looking, and got caught more than once; each time she'd just smiled happily back at me.

Hand in hand, we strolled down the paths, reminiscing about times we'd been here before we met and since. I remembered Anna on our second date, looking gorgeous in a tight white T-shirt, cut to show off the upper swell of her breasts, and black yoga shorts. That was when she told me what she did for a living, and when I decided I could live with it for her. She blushed when I told her what I was thinking about.

"I did look cute that morning. I had to, I was trying to impress a boy," she said, smiling up at me.

"Did it work out?" I asked, smiling back.

"Perfectly. Not only did the guy end up asking to marry me eventually, but I also left a hotel the next morning feeling very satisfied," she said with a teasing grin. I laughed again.

"It hasn't been that long, but I feel like I've lived a lifetime with you. Everything before you feels hazy, like I was just in a waiting room until I met you," I told her. Her eyes teared up a bit, but that had happened half a dozen times since I proposed. Anna could get emotional sometimes, so it wasn't really surprising. Her moist eyes were accompanied by a toothy smile, and she dropped my hand to put her arm around me and pull me close.

"You're the best thing that ever happened to me," she sniffed, speaking quietly. I put my arm around her and held her as we walked.

***

We sat at a table in the windows of the restaurant, and the server had just brought out soup for us. We'd handed over our gift certificate at the front, so everyone was aware that we were celebrating, and a bottle of champagne had been opened for us and left to chill next to the table. Anna and I had toasted our future, and now we had started eating, but neither of us could stop staring at the other, grinning every time our eyes met, which was often.

"So, when do you want to get married?" Anna asked me.

"I'd marry you tomorrow, but I'd be alright with however long you think you need. I know wedding planning isn't supposed to be easy. What do you think?" I asked. Judging by the look on her face, she had some ideas, and I might just be along for the ride on this one.

"Well, I don't want to be one of those couples who are engaged for so long you forget they aren't already married, but I don't want to rush it, either. I'm still finding out where my job is going, and you're about to start yours, we need to move you in still, so maybe we could take a month to ease into our new life and just enjoy being engaged, then start planning? Maybe set a date for next summer?"

"I'm sold," I told her. "Do you want to take my name?" I asked.

"I hadn't thought about it. Do you want me to?" she asked curiously.

"I don't know. I mean, part of me wants you to, that primal part that wants you labeled as mine, you know? But I wouldn't be offended if you didn't, I know all the reasons why it's old-fashioned and probably more than a little sexist," I said.

"Charlie," she said, before leaning forward and whispering seductively. I could see down her dress. "You already own me, you don't need a label to show that," she said with a smile and a wink. Then her voice returned to normal as my pants got a little tighter. "But I haven't considered it. I'll think about it. What kind of wedding are you thinking?" she asked. Once again, I was certain she was just directing me to answer so she could share her opinion, and I was amused, since I didn't mind one bit.

"I don't know. Average-sized and traditional?" I said. I hadn't anticipated how many decisions would be in front of us, now that the question was popped and answered.

"Average-sized really isn't your thing, you know?" she asked me, eyes dancing with mirth. I rolled my eyes.

"Are you going to keep trying to tease me all dinner long?" I asked.

"You knew who I was when you asked me to marry you," she shrugged, and then smirked at me.

"I suppose I did."

"Anyway, what about a destination wedding?" she asked.

"Wouldn't that have to be smaller than average?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"We're past that joke, try to keep up, Charlie," Anna replied with a giggle, and then nodded. "But yeah, probably. I don't know, we could get married here, but if we were going to do it in a way that's -us- in Orlando, it'd probably be here in Disney, and that's probably what everyone would expect from us. Maybe we should go somewhere else, make new memories?" she asked.

"Makes sense. I'm honestly alright with anything, as long as you're on the altar with me," I said. She smiled happily.

"You better assert yourself soon, or a girl could get used to being in charge of everything," she joked.

"I'll assert myself tonight," I said, dropping my voice a little lower and letting my eyes roam her body above the table. A lusty look crossed her features before she smiled at me.

"Now, who's the tease?" she asked.

"You knew who I was when you said yes," I replied, to the tinkling sound of her laughter.

***

We finished our dinner, still talking happily about possible wedding plans, who we needed to personally tell about our engagement before posting it to social media, and what our future might look like. Gone was any discussion of my job, or Anna's content plans, or anything else mundane or stressful. We were flying high, and the future was full of possibilities.

I'd had salmon, deliberately choosing a lighter dish knowing how our evening was going to go after dinner. In case there was any chance of forgetting what pleasures awaited us back at the hotel, Anna reminded me by occasionally sliding her foot up my leg, or biting her lip and looking intensely into my eyes, or just reminding me out loud -- this was Anna, I thought with a smile.

Anna had ordered the Ratatouille ("It's Disney, I'm not going to not order Remy's dish.") and thoroughly enjoyed it. I noticed her staring at her ring more than once with a smile lighting up her face, and mentally patted myself on the back for the choice. It looked stunning on her finger.

The server brought out a dessert next, a simple crème brûlée. I took a spoonful and offered it to Anna, who leaned forward and slipped it into her mouth, her eyes on mine the whole time.

"Can you feed me all my meals, future husband? That was hot," she said mischievously after swallowing.

"I promise to always keep your mouth full," I winked. Anna giggled.

"I still can't believe we're engaged," Anna said, for probably the twelfth time.

"I know what you mean, I keep expecting to wake up from a dream," I said. Anna leaned forward with her fingers ready to pinch me like she had the other day. I laughed. "No pinching, I know you're real," I replied.

"Well," she said, still smiling, "we get married, and then what?"

"Kids, a house, and a white picket fence?" I joked. I ate a spoonful of dessert, then spooned up more for Anna.

"Kids sound nice. I have a house, and I don't think a picket fence would be a good idea with what we get up to in the backyard; we'll probably keep the full wall," she said thoughtfully. I snorted. "How many kids do you want?" I thought about it while I offered her another bite.

"Two? Maybe three?" I replied.

"Are they boys or girls in your imagination?"

"Honestly? I just hope they're as good-looking as me," I said to my model girlfriend. She laughed.

"You wouldn't want your daughters to look like me?" she asked, posing cutely.

"God no, I don't have the energy to fight off every boy in town," I said with a smirk. "What about you? Girls or boys?"

"One of each would be perfect. We can wait a while, though, right? Some of us are only 26," she reminded me. I offered her the last spoonful.

"Of course. It can take a bit to conceive, I think, so it probably wouldn't hurt to spend all that extra time practicing for when we decide it's time," I teased. Anna glanced at me, her eyes flashing with desire.

"We should get back to the hotel," she said quickly. I pulled a nice-sized tip out of my wallet and left it on the table as we stood.

***

Other than a quick stop for a photographer to take some pictures of us with Anna's ring in front of Spaceship Earth, we made a beeline back to the monorail station. We rode in quiet anticipation.

The walk from the station back to the Polynesian was calm and not very well lit. The path wound through some tropical vegetation. As soon as we were out of sight, Anna spun into me and looked up at me, her lips parting slightly, invitingly. I leaned down and kissed her.

We made out like horny teenagers on the dark path, hands roaming everywhere and lungs running short of breath. Her lips were perfectly molded to mine, and for a few moments, I even forgot where I was -- the only thought I could hold onto was a desperate need to keep kissing her.

After a while, it could have been thirty seconds or five minutes, we heard voices moving in our direction and reluctantly broke apart. We gathered ourselves and continued down the path, walking past a young family. I was certain we looked a little disheveled, but nobody paid us any attention. Anna waited until they were out of earshot to speak, and the quiet waves lapping away at the beach on our right would have drowned us out.

"You were right, earlier, about making love. It was perfect to remember this day. But Charlie, I need you fuck me hard tonight," she whispered. "You own me, and I need you to know that."

"Anytime, anywhere, anything," I whispered back.

"Good, because my pussy is aching for you right now," she said quietly.

"You're making me hard, and we still have to walk back," I said quietly. I expected a grin, but when I looked at her, I only saw lust in her eyes.

"Good. I want everyone to know what you're going to do to me when we get there," she said with a quiet intensity. "God, I want you to use me however you need. I'm so fucking wet," she hissed. Knowing better than to ask what had gotten into her and set her up for a joke, I leaned down and played along.

"Fine. When we get back to the room, I want that dress off of you before the door even closes. The shoes stay on, and that choker is going nowhere," I whispered back. Anna made a quiet, whimpering sound. My cock was hard as a rock, so I adjusted myself to hide it in my waistband. "Fuck, I can't wait to stretch your pussy out tonight," I said aggressively in her ear. Anna's blue eyes snapped to mine, and I swore I saw flames where her pupils should have been.

"I need your cock so fucking badly," she demanded. An older couple was walking toward us a ways ahead.

"I'm going to be quiet when those people pass. That whole time, I want you thinking about being on all fours while I fuck you from behind. I want your pussy dripping by the time we get to the room," I whispered commandingly, then I straightened out and we walked on without saying anything. Anna gripped my hand tightly as the couple passed.

"Fuck, Charlie," she moaned softly a few seconds later. "Listen to me. However you want it, that's how I want it. It's only been a few hours since our last time and I don't know if I've ever been this horny. I need my future husband's thick cock inside me, I need it hard and dirty," she said, trying to rev me up even more. Our building was next, and we moved fast, scrambling up the steps.

"Remember what I told you," I growled into her ear as we got to the door. I tapped my band and swung it open. Anna took one step inside, and her dress was already halfway over her head. I doubt she'd even crossed the threshold before I got a nice view of her bubble butt flexing while she walked.

"No panties," I observed.

"I knew what I wanted," she said huskily.

"Bend over the edge of the bed," I demanded. Anna's lips curled up ever so slightly as she looked back at me and tossed her dress on the floor, her gaze still smoldering. She never broke stride, going from the door to the bed without stopping. She planted her feet apart and bent forward, arching her back and pressing her naked breasts into the bed. Her sexy ass thrust backwards, demanding that I take her swiftly.

Fortunately for both of us, I also hadn't stopped, unbuckling my belt as I stepped behind her, having left the door to swing closed on its own. I gripped the base of my throbbing cock and aimed it home, then pressed forward into her, her slick pussy welcoming me, her wetness letting me slip in without hesitation. I heard the door click shut the moment I penetrated her.

"Give it to me, Charlie," she demanded, and I obliged, rapidly getting a rhythm going and sliding my length into her tight canal repeatedly.

"Fuck, that's good," I groaned. Anna slammed her ass back against me on the next stroke, fucking me back. It took a few pumps to get the timing right, but soon we were fucking each other roughly.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," she said softly on each stroke. Her beautiful butt jiggled on impact, perfectly formed cheeks shaking enticingly while I pumped into my fiancé's tight, wet hole. The heat from her lust was almost too much. My cock was in heaven.

"God damn it you're sexy," I grunted, my eyes hypnotized by her body.

"You feel so good, fuck me harder," she demanded. We had launched into it in top gear. I wasn't sure if I could go any harder, but I tried, slamming into her with everything I had. My body was on fire.

"How's that?" I asked, gripping her hips and pumping her tight cunt as hard as my body could handle. If I hadn't emptied my balls into her earlier, I would have done so already.

"So, ungh, good, fuck, yes, ungh, yes," she babbled. If I hadn't cum a few hours ago, I'd have started blasting away by now.

"I want to feel my fiancée's pussy cumming on my cock," I growled, driving home again and again. Anna didn't respond, she just made a sort of mewling noise that was barely audible over the sound of her ass slapping against me. She was no longer fucking back, just bent over and taking it willingly.

I kept going, pounding away like a machine, paying no attention to my own pleasure for fear that I might burst if I did. Instead, I focused solely on keeping my hard thrusts steady and consistent, my ears listening for any sign that Anna was on the edge so I could shove her off into blissful oblivion.

"Please, please, I'm, ungh, so, close," she gasped, turning her head to look me in the eyes while I took her body. The moment our eyes met, her bottom lip quivered, and she collapsed face down on the bed with a piercing wail. Her ass kept jiggling as I pounded her through her orgasm, her body tensing and releasing, her voice nothing but an incoherent mess of moans. Her pussy gripped me rhythmically while she came.

"Fuck, that was amazing," she breathed. She had told me to use her for my pleasure, though, and I hadn't cum yet, so she wasn't getting a break. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

"Suck it for me," I said. Anna's eyes shot open, and she turned and dropped to her knees, her lips engulfing the head without hesitation. She looked up at me approvingly as she tasted herself on my length. "Good girl," I told her, and her eyes flashed. "You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth," I said, my voice deep. I hoped I was giving her what she needed, and based on the twinkle in her eyes, I thought I was doing a good job.

Anna pulled off to breathe, gasping for air, with a string of saliva connecting her lip to my throbbing erection. Before she could return, though, I reached down and wiped off the spit, then kissed her, my hand reaching further to grope her breast.

"Get on the bed, on your stomach. Ass up for me," I demanded. The quick oral had been performative for her -- I needed to be back inside her. Anna smiled, almost looking drunk, and rushed to obey. I straddled her and lined myself up with her pink lips, my right hand gripping her ass cheek.

"Use my pussy, Charlie," she whispered back to me, and I pushed into her once again to the sound of a grateful moan. Her soft, velvety walls welcomed me home, and I began to thrust hard into her body. Both of us moaned softly in time with my hips. The loudest sound in the room wasn't our moans; it was the steady drumbeat of my hips slapping against her perfect ass as I took my pleasure from her body.

"Fuck, you're so fucking wet," I groaned. She was soaked, her walls sliding deliciously along my cock as I plunged into her with abandon.

"It's just, fuck, just for you, Charlie. My pussy is yours, anytime, anywhere, anything you need," she said in a husky voice while I pounded her. "I'm going to be the best fucking wife anyone has ever had, all for you. You can use my holes whenever you need, forever," she groaned.

"You are so goddamn hot, I love your dirty talk," I grunted, my long cock still pistoning away.

"I know you do, I know, I love how hard it makes you fuck me," she said, the last few words practically a squeal. "Fuck, I'm going to cum again," she said, almost maniacally, like she was just realizing it. Her ass jiggled roughly against me. "Don't stop, fuck that tight pussy, Charlie," she demanded through gritted teeth.

"Hurry, sexy, I'm going to cum so hard for you," I groaned. I held myself with one arm and reached down to squeeze her ass cheek while I fucked her gorgeous body. "Reach back and rub your clit," I demanded. Anna quickly obliged, and it only took a couple of seconds before she overloaded herself.

"I'm cumminggggg" she whimpered. Her body shook beneath me, and I pumped my shaft into her a few more times before I reached the point of no return. I held back as long as I could, getting in two or three more strokes before I buried myself balls deep in my fiancée's cunt and unloaded. The waves that radiated out from my cock were beyond powerful, and I barely held onto consciousness as my body put every bit of energy I had into shooting my cum deep into Anna's body.

As my orgasm subsided, I saw stars, and I collapsed onto her body. We lay there, panting, not saying a word for a long moment. Finally, Anna spoke.

"That was the hottest sex I've ever had," she said, sounding dazed.

"I think I fucked my soul into you," I said, and Anna giggled beneath me.

***

A little while later, we sat on the balcony wearing the hotel bathrobes over our naked and freshly showered bodies. The fireworks were going to start soon, and we were deciding who would get texts to announce our engagement tonight, and who could wait.

"Think you could get hard again? We could send Emily and Angela a picture of me stroking you with the ring on," Anna giggled.

"I probably could, you're gorgeous, but you can just text them something normal people would text," I said, smirking at her.

"Ugh, fine," Anna groaned theatrically. She took a quick photo of her hand up with the castle across the lake from us, then set to tapping on her phone.

"Send it to me, I'll send that one to my friends, too," I said, resting my hand on her thigh and giving her a squeeze. She smiled at me and nodded, and a second later my phone buzzed.

"Can you do dinner tomorrow if my parents are available and we can tell them in person?" she asked. I nodded, and she sent a text to see if they were.

"I'll confirm with my parents that we'll be there next weekend and you can meet them. I won't tell them whether we got engaged or not, though, they can wait until we're down there," I said.

"Aww, are you sure? You can tell them now, it's alright, they already know you were going to propose, right?" she asked.

"I'll wait. My mom will be stewing in it, but my dad will pretend his only concern is whether the wedding will cut into his fishing time," I said with a grin, "which will only drive her crazier." Anna laughed.

"Your call, future husband," she said with an adoring look in my direction, then went back to sending out texts.

I sent the picture of her hand wearing the ring to my closest friends who weren't John and Melissa, which meant Alex, Will, Pat, and Steph. I got back congratulations responses almost immediately from Will and Pat. Steph sent back a GIF of Michael from The Office screaming, "it's happening!" and six other excited congratulations texts. Alex tried to call me, but I declined the call. Of course I'm still with Anna, you dolt, I thought, amused. He texted me congratulations as well. Then I got two more from Angela and Emily, who had my number from our Epcot day last weekend.

I looked back at Anna, and judging by the grin on her face, she was receiving similar responses.

"Your friends excited?" I asked with a smile. She nodded.

"I even texted the Riviera group, the girls are going nuts with gifs and emojis and screaming sounds," she said with a grin. Both of our phones buzzed at the same time, and we checked to see a group message from Michaela to both of us.

"OMG CONGRATS THAT'S AMAZING! THAT RING IS GORGEOUS!" read the first message. A second, more muted one followed. "You guys still want me to visit in a couple weeks, right?" she asked. I understood the hesitancy -- she might have figured we weren't interested in having a threesome weekend now that we were officially engaged. Anna looked over at me.

"You still want to have fun with Michaela together, right?" she asked me.

"I mean, yeah, if you do, as long -" I started to say.

"Yeah, I know, as long as it doesn't affect us," Anna said with an eye roll, but she looked at me sweetly for a moment after. "It won't. I'm marrying you, whether you like it or not, Prince Charming," she said with a grin.

"Then, yeah, she's still invited to visit," I said. Anna tapped on her screen, and my phone buzzed. I checked the group text.

"We're engaged, that doesn't mean we aren't still horny," read Anna's reply. I laughed, and evidently Michaela did too, because she slapped a crying-laughing emoji on that message. Just then, music floated in off the beach below us, and the lights on the castle changed.

"Ooh, they're starting!" Anna exclaimed. "You know, the last time I saw these fireworks, I met a cute, charming guy, and I had no idea how much my life was about to change in the best possible way," she said softly to me, leaning her head on my shoulder.

"I met the love of my life that day," I replied, and wrapped my arm around her.

"I love you, Prince Charming," Anna said as the first firework exploded above the Magic Kingdom.

"I love you, Anna," I said. She turned her neck towards me, and our lips met.

The End

Anna and Charlie will return in part two: A Model Engagement

Author's note: Thank you to everyone who stuck with me through my first series. Your comments, reviews, feedback, and support have meant so much as I tried my hand at writing fiction for the first time in my life. This story is far from over, and I can't wait to see you all with the sequel.