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“I know,” she replies, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and putting her head in her hands. “I don’t think that I can accept that money, Tate.”
“What?” I gasp, stepping toward her.
“It’s just your family is so gracious, and you have been very generous, and it just feels inappropriate to accept it now.”
“Brianna, you can use this money for good things,” I try reasoning with her, sitting next to her on the bed.
“I know, I know. But I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to live with myself if I do,” she continues.
“Then I’ll give the money directly to your father. Money doesn’t need to exchange between us,” I say with assurance.
“There’s a bigger reason why I can’t accept that money,” Brianna admits, gazing up at me with longing in her eyes.
“And what is that?” I ask.
“Because I’m falling for you, Tate. I don’t want this to feel fake or forced. I have real feelings for you, and it scares the shit out of me.” She looks at me then her eyes move back to the floor. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have blurted that out or said anything.”
“You have nothing to apologize for.” That’s about all I say because the next thing I know I have Brianna pinned to the bed and start devouring every inch of her body. I’m undressing her, exploring her with both my hands and my mouth, and she’s moaning with pleasure and anticipation. The urgency is far too high to mess around for long because the next thing I know, her hand is on my dick and I feel like I’m going to lose it. She strokes me, and I close my eyes enjoying the sensation and warmth.
“I want you, Tate,” she whispers against my mouth, and I don’t wait to give her exactly what she’s begging for. It’s all the permission I need because I’ve been dying to touch and kiss her without reservations. She takes off the rest of her clothes, and I do the same. She settles on the bed naked, waiting for me. I crawl over her, kissing my way up her legs and when I reach between her thighs, I slip my tongue inside and taste her sweet pussy. Her fingers tangle in my hair, pushing my mouth harder against her clit.
“Oh my God, yes, Tate!” Her orgasmic cries echo throughout the room, urging me on. It makes me hard as fuck, and I can’t hold back much longer. I need inside her.
“Brianna,” I say, moaning against her stomach.
“I want you inside me. Please,” she begs.
“Fuck yes.” I crawl further on top of her, holding her gaze. She smiles sweetly at me, and when I bend down to kiss her, I grasp my cock and rub it against her wet pussy. She moans in my mouth, and I pull her bottom lip between my teeth before pushing inside and entering her slowly. We gaze into each other’s eyes, in complete awe of what’s happening at this moment.
“You’re so beautiful, Brianna. So goddamn beautiful.”
“You make me feel like the most beautiful woman alive, Tate.”
“Good.” I smile, thrusting deeper inside.
She brings her hand to my cheek as I increase my speed. Pressing my forehead to hers, I feel her body opening and inviting me in as she wraps her legs around my waist and digs her heels into my ass. I’m so deep inside, and she feels so fucking good, I’m finding it hard to control myself. Her hips arch and rock against mine, and when she digs her nails into my back, I nearly fall apart. Her moans urge me to pick up the pace until I’m thrusting with force, and she begs for more. I could stay inside of her all night long, but I can already feel the intensity of it all getting the best of us.
“Come with me,” Brianna begs, her voice quivering. She doesn’t have to ask me twice, and within moments we’re unraveling together. The orgasm rocks through me, our bodies forming as one. We’re together, inside and out—heart, body, and soul.
“Wow…” I murmur against her lips as we come down from our highs.
“That really was…wow.” She sighs, chuckling. I lean down and press my lips to hers.
I hold Brianna as she rests her head and hand on my chest. My fingers trace down her arm, and I feel goosebumps line her skin.
“I can’t believe this is really happening,” Brianna says, quietly.
“I can, wife-to-be,” I reply, pulling her face to mine for one more kiss before we fall asleep holding each other.
12
Brianna
The Chicago Ritz-Carlton Hotel is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. Between the lush ambiance, and what happened between Tate and me last night, I feel like I’m in a dream. Utterly transported in every way.
“You look stunning,” he says to me when we’re seated at the ceremony, waiting for Tate’s grandparents to walk down the aisle.
“You don’t look so bad yourself,” I reply, admiring just how strikingly handsome Tate is when he’s cleaned up in a tuxedo. The funny thing is he’s just as sexy when he isn’t cleaned up. Tate places his hand on my knee protectively, and I’m becoming really attached to the feeling of it.
