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I’m already nodding my head before he’s done with his speech. “Yes! A thousand yeses, James.” I cup his cheeks and pull him down for a kiss. “I love you so much. Yes, I’ll marry you.”
He slips the gorgeous diamond solitaire onto my left ring finger, and I knock him down onto his back. James grunts when I climb on top of him as I did a half hour ago and sink my full weight onto his cock despite how sore I am.
I love the way my hand looks, splayed on his chest with his ring sparkling on my finger as I rock my hips until he spills inside me again. When I cum, completely wrung out and deeply satisfied, I lay flat on top of him and fall asleep with another yes on my lips.
I love my life.
Chapter 27
James
It was immensely satisfying watching my angel walk across the stage with a huge smile and diploma in hand, knowing that Tyler—after fucking around all year instead of studying hard like Shayla—had failed too many of his classes and couldn’t graduate with the rest of his class.
After our celebratory lunch with Shayla’s family post-graduation ceremony and putting Grayson and Lainey down for their nap, I drag my feet into my office. I wanted to drag Shayla into our bedroom instead to take advantage of the babies’ naptime, but she shooed me away, saying she had a few things to take care of at her parents’ house.
I settle back into my gaming chair while Isaiah, Martin, and I test out an online RPG game in preparation for our move to Lubbock. We may still be waiting on Shayla’s acceptance letter to Texas Tech, but I have no doubt it’ll come any day now, and we’re moving full steam ahead.
“You’re about to get your asses handed to you this round, just you wait,” I grumble after Isaiah obliterates my character.
“Yeah, good luck with that,” Isaiah says with a laugh as he immediately slashes me with his sword.
“You little shit! I—”
There’s a tap on my shoulder, and I hold a finger up to the webcam for the guys to hold on for a minute, then pull my headphones down around my neck.
I twist to the side to find Shayla, looking like the sweet angel that she is in her white sundress sans sandals. She looks like a bride, which she will be in just a few short weeks before the purchase of our new house is finalized. It’s a short engagement, but it would be even shorter if I had my way.
She’s smiling from ear to ear with her hands held behind her back, and she bounces on her painted-pink toes. I smile because how could I not? My sweet fiancée looks even sweeter as she bites her bottom lip and slides between my chair and desk. I make more room for her by spreading my knees, but she climbs onto my chair, straddling my lap. The game is instantly forgotten as my dick starts to swell in my jeans.
I grip her hips, yanking her closer, and ask, “What’s got you smiling so big?”
“I got in!” she shouts right in my face in her excitement and shoves what she was hiding behind her back against my chest. “I did it! I got into Texas Tech! I can’t believe it!”
I slide my hands up to wrap them around her back and yank her chest to mine. She winds hers around my neck, damn near squeezing the life out of me as I read her acceptance letter over her shoulder.
“I knew you would,” I croak out. Shayla laughs and leans back, loosening her hold so I can take a breath. I don’t let her get too far. Cupping the back of her head, I pull her mouth down to meet mine and whisper against her lips, “You earned it. You deserve it, and I am so damn proud of you, angel.”
“Thank you for believing in me. I love you,” she whispers before slanting her lips over mine and deepening the kiss.
My world narrows to just her and her alone. “I love you, too. So damn much.”
The kiss turns hungry, and I can’t get enough of her taste. I drop my hands to slide them up her soft thighs, then push under the hem of her dress, farther still to palm her…bare?…ass cheeks, and help her grind her pussy over my bulge.
“Where are your panties, angel?”
She scoots backward enough to rip the zipper of my jeans down, fists my hardened dick, and answers, “I took them off before I came in here. Fuck me, James. I need you inside me.”
Before I can so much as blink, she lifts her hips and sinks her weight down on my dick, taking me to the hilt inside her hot, already dripping-wet pussy. She came prepared.
“Oh fuck, fuck, you were ready for me, huh? So wet and needy for your fiancé’s cock.”
She nods furiously, lust swirling in her beautiful, hooded gray eyes as she swivels her hips. “I’m always wet for you,” she says with a sultriness that has my dick ready to fire off inside her immediately.
There’s an explosion of noise coming from my headphones, and with startling realization, I find that the guys have seen and heard every word of our exchange. “Oh, shit!” I rip the headphones off and scramble to keep my hold on Shayla while I fumble to turn my computer off, cutting off the guys’ view of us on the other side of the computer screen.
My angel surprises me by laughing, though her cheeks are flushed a beautiful shade of pink in embarrassment. But I want them to turn pink for a whole different reason.
I stumble with my jeans halfway down my thighs toward the office couch and take a seat. We moan in unison when she bounces on my lap, and then she rides my dick like her life depends on it while I unzip and pull her dress up and over her head. She’s completely bare for me, her body primed for pleasure with her nipples already dripping with milk.
