Page 61 of Decker

Decker smirked as he raised his head and saw her hope bloom to life. “Yes, I want it all. I love you. You’re the smartest, sweetest, strongest, kindest, most beautiful human on the planet and I fucking love you.”

“What if you change your mind?”

He closed his eyes knowing he deserved her mistrust. “I won’t change my mind. I’d marry you right this second if I could.”

Savannah laughed and it was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard. “Is that a proposal, Mark Decker?”

“If you want it to be. I’m so ready to start my life with you, Savannah.”

“Well, you ain’t getting off the hook that easy. I want romance, mister.”

“Then romance is what you’ll get. Now can I please kiss you? It feels like a lifetime since I tasted you.”

“Kiss me, Mark.”

“Thank fuck.”

His head dipped and his lips crashed into hers and a storm of emotion flooded him. He angled her head, his tongue thrusting into her mouth as her hands ran through his hair, gripping hard and sending a bolt of lust straight through his body.

“It’s been too long, Mark. I need you.”

“Jesus Christ.”

He stood, lifting her as her legs wrapped around his waist and his fingers flexed into the perfect curve of her ass. He took her stairs two at a time as if she weighed nothing, his body pinning her to the wall on the landing by her door. He couldn’t get further without tasting her.

He let her legs drop as he kissed his way down her neck. “Fuck, I missed you doc.”

“Hurry.”

Her urgency was like an aphrodisiac, and he became unhinged. His hands tore at her clothes exposing the perfection of her body as she tugged at his shirt and helped free him from his jeans.

He dropped to his knees in front of her and kissed her hip bones before he looked up and saw the look of utter love and devotion mixed with naked desire on her face and he almost came right then and there.

A growl left his throat as he bent his head, hooked her leg over his shoulder, and found her wet and ready for him. He thrust two fingers inside her as his tongue teased her clit. Her hand slammed down on his head and her back arched against the wall. He worked her body, his own on the edge, his cock aching to be inside her again, but he wanted her to come first. He wasn’t sure he’d last once he was inside her again.

“That’s it, beautiful. Squeeze my fingers with that tight pussy.” He felt her body clench, her breath coming in short gasps now.

“Oh God, oh fuck. I’m gonna come.”

“Come all over my hand, Savannah.”

His words sent her over and he felt her body grow taut before she was riding his face, desperate and wild and fucking perfect.

Her legs went slack, and he pulled away, the taste and scent of her all over his body. He felt marked, claimed, and it was beautiful. He stood, kissing her as he lifted her and stumbled into her room, dropping them both to the bed. His body nestled between her soft thighs, her wet pussy cushioning his hard cock.

He lifted up on his elbows, his arms either side of her head. He wanted to see her eyes when he claimed her. “I love you, Savannah.”

His cock nudged inside her and she sighed, her back arching in pleasure as he groaned. She was better than perfection, she was fucking heaven sent. Her legs came up and locked around his waist as he slid deeper inside her, his cock rubbing against her G-spot. He made love to her as they kept eye contact, the connection forming that he knew nobody could break.

This was life-changing and he wanted it. He didn’t fear the future any longer, he was excited for every single second of it with this woman. As their bodies rode the high of climax together, he didn’t think his life could get any better but in the coming years, his Savannah would show him so much beauty that he’d learn better than to think he’d seen it all.