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“I’ll say yes anyway.”
That same warmth sweeps through me as when her father gave me his approval. Her tongue darts out, tracing my lips at the same time she wiggles her hips, rolling against my already hard cock, her wetness now coating my length.
“You haven’t looked at your ring.”
“I want something else right this second.”
“Gladly.” I grip her hips, aligning us, and sink in one thrust.
She gasps, her muscles clenching tight, and I throb inside her. “You are fucking perfect.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.”
She rocks leisurely, keeping her mouth on mine, torturing me with her slow movements. My hands glide down to her ass. Desire, craving, and need scorch through my veins. I fight for control, letting her set our rhythm until we’re moving in sync. Our sex life has always been explosive, each time memorable and off the charts. This morning is no exception. Making love to her, feeling every inch of her flesh wrapped around mine, and knowing she’s finally wearing the symbol of my promise takes on a whole new meaning. I surge forward, gently laying her back. Our lips remain touching, and in this position, I can see her eyes clearly. They’re bright blue, glowing with love, and I know in my soul this moment will burn inside me forever.
“Tell me you love me.”
“You are the only man I’ve ever loved. One look and I knew I was ruined. One night and I knew there would never be anyone else. I want to kick my own ass for all the time I wasted. Saying I love you will never properly explain how deep my obsession goes. You’ve given me much more than I deserve, and I’ll never take advantage of that.” She repeats my exact sentiments from earlier, ending with a small kiss.
Something inside me erupts, and primal instinct takes over. I move faster, thrusting into her until she breaks eye contact, arching her back and moaning sharply. The sound fuels me, my hands shifting her hips, my mouth dropping to her throat.
Her ankles lock at my back, and her hands fist in my hair. The room fills with our heavy breathing. The trembling of her thighs tells me she close. I decrease my speed, rotating my hips with each withdraw, knowing the exact spot to hit. She writhes under me, panting. I remove my arms from under her, bracing on my elbows to watch. She arches her body and back, crying out as she flies apart.
My dick aches, growing thicker at the vision.
“Fucking gorgeous. Next time you come with me.” I try to remember my quest to take it slower, draw this out, spend hours worshipping her body wearing nothing but my ring. But a savage ferocity takes over. I drive faster, each stroke hitting as deep as possible.
She tugs my head forward, crushing her mouth to mine. Our tongues tangle, and my heart thunders in my chest when my own panting begins. I tear my mouth from hers, laying open-mouth kisses along her jawline until I reach her ear. The pressure builds, my dick swelling and straining for release.
“Baby, I need you—”
“Oh my God…” she shrieks, clenching her pussy so tight I explode with her, momentarily seeing spots as the orgasm rips through me. My chest tightens, and the adrenaline rush boils in my bloodstream with the most powerful energy I’ve ever experienced.
With the rest of my strength, I twist, going to my back and pulling her on top of me, staying connected. She’s trembling. Her face falls to my chest, our hearts are racing together. We stay like this until we regain our breath and she sighs loudly.
“I’m pretty sure we’ve been doing that a while, and you’ve been holding out on me.” She speaks i
nto my skin.
I can’t help the laughter that vibrates in my chest as I wrap my arms around her. “Are you complaining?”
“Not at all. How am I supposed to work tonight?”
“You better rest up. We have all day to recreate that.”
She rises, pressing her hands to my chest in a semi-sitting position. Her face is flushed, cheeks stained pink, lips swollen, and eyes glassy. I get a quick look before something grabs her attention, and her eyes fall, growing wide, and her jaw drops.
“Mathis! Holy shit!”
Satisfaction hits, knowing she’s spotted her hand. I didn’t fuck around. Finally, after sneaking around for weeks, I met my diamond broker one morning and found the perfect stone. Then the real search began to find a jeweler able to put my vision together. It’s over the top, ostentatious, and worthy of royalty—perfect for Claire.
“You like?”
She raises her left hand, the diamonds on the ring sparkling, but the center stone is radiant. Her eyes glimmer and shine. Then I know as it happens; the right hand against my chest trembles, her wrist pressing down and her pulse racing.
Racing in a way I’ve come to know well… she’s about to lose it.
I knife up, curving around her as the sobs roar through the air. She mutters incoherently into my skin, her own body going crazy.
