“What do you mean?”
“I bought it at auction two years ago. It was a mess, and I did most of the construction work myself. The boys pitched in. Even Tanner. But once it was finished, it was waiting for you to finish college, Sunny. To make it a home for us. You can do whatever you want with it.”
“Oh, my god! Really?”
“Whatever the fuck you want.”
“You didn’t get a color scheme, but you put in a custom hot tub.” She chuckled, reminding him.
“Because you told me you dreamed about a hot tub on the backyard decking so you could sit in it while it snowed.”
She whirled around in his arms, tears already pooling in her eyes, and Seb felt it in his gut. Sunny stroked her hands up his chest.
“You remembered that? I must have said it forever ago, but you did that for me?”
“Good husband, huh?” he smirked.
“The best.”
He’d never thought about being a husband until recent years. And now that’s all he wanted to be. To lock this woman down, to make her a Priest with his Property patch on her back. To be the man at her side. To belong to Sunshine.
Two days. He could have that much patience.He hoped.
It was later, and Sunny still wasn’t ready to sleep. She was being a teasing little brat, testing Seb’s threadbare control as she wriggled straddled on his lap.
They’d been talking for ages, sharing memories, and discussing their future. Sunny remembered what power she held over him because her smile was wicked as she nuzzled his mouth.
“What will it feel like when we make love, Seb?”
“Fucking epic.” He rasped, feeling the agony in his balls as he cupped her behind to stop her circling hips grinding down on his crotch.
She was testing him out. Seeing how far she could push.
It worked as another groan boiled up Seb’s throat, and he pressed his head back on the leather couch.
“Baby, you gotta take it easy on your man.” He warned, but his little brat only giggled; her face was beautiful, and her eyes were bright and teasing as she ran her nose alongside his.
“Will you show me, my Seb?” she asked, her voice hopeful. Like he could ever say no to this woman. She was going to run him ragged, tryingto make her happy, and he couldn’t fucking wait for those moments. “While we have clothes on, will you show me how it will be when we can make love?”
There was a ringing in Seb’s ears, and the same clanging going on in his ball sack as arousal punched him from every angle until he felt winded. Without thinking, he growled, picked up Sunny, and tossed her onto the couch cushions, where she instinctively spread her legs as he moved toward her. Fixing himself in the place he wanted to be. Her softness cradled his hardness.
They looked at each other for what felt like an eternity, sharing the same breath back and forth. His Sunny looking excited and curious.
“Is this what you want? To feel how fucking feral I’ll turn the second I get between these soft thighs, sunbeam? You want to experience how it’ll be when I work my aching cock into the tightest, wettest pussy? And then, when I’m finally seated as far as I can push into you, you want to know how it’ll feel as I start to move inside you, and you feel every ridge of my hard cock as I drag out to the tip and then shove back in as you exhale?”
“Yes…” she gasped. “What you said.” The flutter in her throat was exposed as her head went back, and she lifted her hips while Seb mimicked fucking her.
It was the best torture he’d ever experienced, and he couldn’t have stopped the show-and-tell if his life depended on it.
He was caught in Sunny’s trap.Happily.
On a downward dry thrust, pushing against Sunny’s covered pussy, she scraped her hands underneath his shirt and was now marking him with her nails. The pleasure was like a battering ram, and he groaned, lowering his head to stare into her eyes.
“You feel so good moving against me. I think I might…” she panted in his face, arching up as he shot his hips down. “I’m going to…” She stopped mid-sentence again. With only a bit of dry humping, his girl was ready to go off like a rocket. Didn’t that make him feel a hundred feet tall to know he could make her feel good so quickly?
“You think it’s nice now? Wait until your fisting pussy is locked around my cock, making me work to drag it out and get back into all that sweet heaven. I’m gonna live right here, baby.” He moved harder between her spread thighs, his heart pumped.
Was she feeling it in her pulsing clit?Fuck, he wanted to forget his barely hanging on principles and rip the clothes off her and to fuck until they were weak.
