“Your turn,” she said.
He unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off.He reached for her, his hands going to her jeans, unbuttoning, unzipping them and then trying to peel her out of them.She laughed and helped him, hanging on to him as she stepped out of them.All she wore now was a tiny pair of pink panties.She sat on the bed and put her hands on his jeans.He was already hard and she struggled to unbutton and unzip them.Finally, he brushed aside her hands and did it himself, then stripped off his jeans and boxers.
Maybe this was a mistake.But he could no longer resist holding her, having her, loving her.If he wanted her to take the risk with him then he had to be willing to also take the risk.He took her in his arms and down to the bed.Kissed her, deepening the kiss until he felt like he was drowning in her.He pulled back to look at her.She raised her hand and stroked his face.
“I’ve missed this,” she said.“Missed you and me.”
He turned his head and kissed her palm.He rolled to his back, taking her with him.Her panties were all that separated them.She sat up, straddling him, and rubbed against him, her breasts swaying as she did.He palmed her breasts, then brought one to his mouth.Covered her nipple with his lips and sucked.She groaned and groaned again when he switched to her other breast.
“I want you inside me.”
Exactly where he wanted to be.But first he needed to make her crazy.As wild for him as he was for her.He rolled again until he was beside her.Slipped his hand beneath her panties and stroked her opening before plunging a finger inside her.She was wet, tight, and ready for him but he wanted to make sure so he added another finger, feeling her muscles clamp down around his fingers.He stroked her clit with his thumb and knew she was on the brink.“Come for me,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly.He was surprised he could speak at all.
“I want—Oh—God—” She tightened around his fingers even more, then shattered, crying out.
Rolling her to her back, he pulled his fingers out, rose above her then drove his cock into her.Thrust inside her, then pulled out.Did it again.And again.On the next stroke he exploded.Incredibly, he felt her come again, but this time while he was buried deep inside her.
He didn’t want to move but he knew he was too heavy so he kissed her and started to move aside.
“Don’t go,” she said, tightening her legs around him.
“I’m heavy.”
“I know.I like it.”
“Here.”He rolled to his back, taking her with him.“Is this good?”
“Either way.I just like being close to you.”
“Aria?”He tugged on her hair until she raised her head to look at him.“I love you.”
Her gaze softened, became more tender.“I love you too.So much.”
*
Eventually they wentto the kitchen to eat dinner, which was, of course, cold by now.But popped the chicken Parmesan in the microwave while she heated up the bread.They ate and then Ryan helped her clean up and put away the leftovers.Then they went back to the den to sit on the couch.She snuggled against him, with his arm around her.
She looked up at him, trying to decide how to broach the subject she’d been thinking about for days.Ever since Ryan had brought it up, in fact.
“Did you mean what you said the other day?”Aria asked Ryan.
“I said a lot of things.What are you referring to?”
“You said you wanted to marry me and be a family.”
“I meant it.But that’s not what you want, so—”
“Ryan, will you marry me?”
He stared at her with his mouth open.“What?”
“I asked you to marry me.If you still want to.”
“Still want to?I can’t think of anything I want more.But why?What changed your mind?”
“My father.He said he’d give anything to have had another chance with me and my mother.It made me realize how lucky I am to have that second chance with you and Sophie.I knew you wouldn’t ask me since you were determined to wait until I was ready and, as far as you knew, I wasn’t.So I asked you.”
He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her.“Yes, Aria, I’ll marry you.Whenever you want.”
