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A light breeze ghosts across my cheek from him blowing softly on my skin, and my lips start to twitch.
‘And she smiles,’ he whispers, kissing the corner of my mouth.
‘She can feel you watching her.’ I open one eye and bring my hands up to his head. ‘Why are you watching her?’
‘Because she’s a perfect mess, and she is my perfect mess.’ He wrinkles his nose and kisses the tip of mine, reaching back and taking one of my hands from his head. He pushes it into the floor above me before claiming the other and doing the same, effectively pinning me down. His knees shuffle up until he’s straddling me.
‘Wait,’ I blurt, and he closes one eye and pouts. ‘I need to tell you something.’
‘What?’
‘I love you.’
‘I already know that.’ His face plummets to my neck and mauls me, biting and sucking, driving me instantly crazy.
‘Ryan!’ I laugh, my legs pointlessly wriggling beneath him. ‘Stop!’
‘On one condition.’
‘Whatever you want.’ I giggle uncontrollably.
‘Oh good. I’ll collect your stuff later.’
I still. ‘What?’
Ryan appears in my line of sight, his expression thoughtful. He seems to withdraw a little. ‘Will you move in with me?’ he asks this time, rather than telling me.
Moving in? Like living here? He disappears into my neck again and starts going at my flesh like it’s a steak and he’s a wolf that hasn’t eaten in a year, but I’m not laughing now. Now I’m too stunned. ‘You want me to live here?’
He doesn’t feel it necessary to come up for air or face me during this monumental conversation in our relationship, though his lips stop moving across my neck. ‘Yes.’
‘Look at me.’
He pops up sporting an adorably shy smile. ‘I didn’t mean to demand it. Guess I got carried away. But you said you’d do anything.’ He shrugs. ‘So I’d love it if you did that.’
His face, his words, the bloody crazy subject matter. And maybe my unrelenting happiness, too. It all has me bursting out laughing, my knee coming up and colliding with something.
I hear his blood-curdling retch first, followed by a rather high-pitch squeak, before his eyes go round and he falls like a sack of shit to the floor next to me, whimpering. My laughter disappears. Oh shit. He cups his groin and curls onto his side like a baby, whining in pain. ‘I can’t fucking breathe,’ he gasps.
‘Oh my God, I’m sorry!’ I dive up and kneel next to him, patting at his naked body as he groans and whimpers. ‘Are you okay? Should I get ice?’ What’s the protocol for such situations?
‘Just give me a second.’ He gags, and recoils on a wince. ‘Just a second.’
I wait, useless beside him, as he takes the time he needs, his breathing eventually falling into controlled, deep inhales and exhales. ‘Is there anything I can do?’ I ask.
He rolls to his back and looks up at me, his hands still cupping his groin. ‘You might have just kissed goodbye to that baby you want.’
My back straightens. First I’m moving in and now babies? ‘This morning is moving pretty fast.’
‘Yeah, I know. And your knee is moving the fastest.’
‘Should I kiss it better?’
His eyes light up like diamonds. Of course they do. ‘Well, you know, it might make it better. And maybe you’ll save my baby-making abilities and we can have one someday.’ He shrugs a little. ‘Of course, if you want to. When you’re ready.’
God love this beautiful man. ‘Are you hanging the possibility of us having a baby on the quality of a blow job?’ What is this crazy conversation we’re having?
‘Absolutely.’ He winks and props his arms behind his head, getting all comfortable.
Oh, the pressure. But oh the sight of his lean body stretched out before me. I rest my palm on one side of his torso and swing my bent leg over, coming to rest on his stomach. He half smirks up at me, rolling his groin up into my bottom. ‘Someone recovered quickly,’ I quip, slowly lowering and kissing the middle of his chest.
‘You’re the cure for everything, Hannah.’ He growls, the sound rumbling up from his toes, and I smile against his skin, thinking the very same about him. I start kissing and sucking my way down his body, and with every inch I progress, Ryan’s body becomes harder, his hands moving to my head and holding me steady. ‘Gentle,’ he murmurs as I stroke down his shaft with my flat palm. I leave his arousal resting on his lower stomach and kiss the base, watching as the vein running the length of his cock pulses. His hips rise, his hands firming up on my head.
‘Dad!’
I scramble up, straddling his thighs, and Ryan’s neck cricks with the speed at which he looks at the door. ‘No.’
‘Dad!’ Alex’s distant yell kills our passion dead in its tracks.
