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I stare at him, and this is it: the moment where I define what we will be. “I want to.”
I kiss his neck and then my lips brush lower onto his chest. I take his nipple into my mouth and nip it with me teeth. “I want to be everything that you need.”
“You already are. You’re not ready for that yet.
“So get me ready.”
His eyes hold mine as I drop between his legs. He inhales sharply and opens them in invitation. I lick the tip of his dick as the air crackles between us. “Are you up to the challenge?” I lick him again. “Can you train me to fuck me how you want to? My husband deserves so much more than vanilla.”
He smiles darkly as he grabs my hair in his two hands and slides deep down my throat. “I’ll see what I can do.”
Our story isn’t neat and it doesn’t fit into any boxes. We are complicated and messy.
Fucked up and tainted.
But…
This is love.
Our Way.
The End.
Epilogue
Three weeks later
I hold my hand out and stare down at the perfect solitaire diamond on my ring finger. We picked up my engagement ring today. Nathan designed it and had it made especially.
“I am literally loving myself sick.” I swoon.
Nathan smirks as he sips his beer. “Couldn’t tell.”
I’m sitting on the kitchen counter, and we’re just about to go out for dinner and drinks to celebrate.
“Can you take another photo of me?” I ask.
He takes out his phone, and I hold my hand up. “Make sure you get my ring.”
He rolls his eyes. “You’ve made me take five hundred photos of that ring today.” He takes a few photos.
“Take some more.” I put my hand on my face. “Make it look casual so my ring stands out.”
He drops his phone and looks at me, deadpan. “Nobody sits on the kitchen counter with their hand on their face, Eliza.”
I smile goofily. “Nobody else has a ring this perfect. This is the ring of my life, Nathan. Get with the program.” I stare at it lovingly. I’m not even joking. This is the best engagement ring I’ve ever seen.
He chuckles. “It had better be the ring of your life.”
I pull him closer by his shirt, and I kiss his big lips. “I just love it. I just love you.“
“I have another surprise for you,” he says as if remembering something.
“And what would that be?”
His eyes dance with delight, and he takes off into the bedroom. “Now!” he calls. “Stay with me on this one.”
I kick my feet around in excitement. When he says that, it’s usually something sexual. The man is a deviant. He’s had me wearing butt plugs all week for my, and I quote, ‘training’.
