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It’s absolute madness, but I love it.
I love him.
Dempsey tugs me out of the chair and away from the noise of his family. I giggle as he all but drags me upstairs. He pulls me into his childhood bedroom that Jamie hasn’t touched since he left.
“Finally,” Dempsey growls, tugging at the button on my jeans. “We can celebrate.”
We get our clothes off in record time and then he drags us over to his bed. I yelp when he tosses me onto it. He pounces on me, ravaging me with soul-stealing kisses. Being in his bedroom feels extremely inappropriate and naughty, but I’m totally into it.
He slips a finger inside me and hums with appreciation. “Detective Do-Good is hot for the bad boy.”
I groan, threading my fingers in his hair as he fingerfucks me. “Maybe I’m not so good.”
His grin is devilish as he strums my G-spot so perfectly I come quickly with a strangled cry. Then he replaces his finger with his gorgeous, pierced cock and thrusts hard into me.
“I’m going to fuck you fast, babe, before my parents come looking for us,” he says, breathing heavily against my lips. “Just so you know, this fantasy that’s coming to life is something I’ve beat off to more than I will ever admit.”
“Stop talking, troublemaker, and fuck me like you always dreamed of doing.”
He turns feral after that and I get to orgasm once more before someone knocks on the bedroom door. While I squeal with embarrassment and he hollers for them to go away, we finish with a grand finale that has Dempsey pulling out to paint my stomach with his cum.
“Mom sent me to come get you,” Gemma huffs from the other side of the door. “You two are so gross. I can’t believe you’re having sex right now!”
“Already finished, sis. Tell Mom I’m showing her where the bathroom is. We’ll be down in five.”
“She knows Sloane knows where the bathroom is, dumbass. Just hurry before Mom decides to come up here herself!”
She storms off and we both crack up laughing. Dempsey brings out a playful side of me I never knew existed. I’m going to die of humiliation when I have to do the walk of shame in a few minutes, but it’ll be worth this stolen moment with my fiancé.
Holy shit.
I’m getting married.
“I love you, Dempsey Park,” I blurt out, suddenly overcome with emotion.
He gently brushes some of my hair out of my eyes and gives me a tender smile. “I love you too, wifey. Always have. Always will.”
