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Shane scoots back, sitting between my legs, and I arch my back, giving him access to my center. “Tell me, Angel.”
I groan, more comfortable with the words now, but still only with him. Maria laughs at my cursing workarounds. “Lick my pussy, Shane. Suck my clit. Mark me up so everyone knows I’m yours.”
He growls, lowering his face toward my pussy. Right before his tongue touches me, he whispers, “Give me your sugary sweetness, Angel. I want it all.”
I’m already gasping from the heat of his breath, so when his tongue touches me, it’s like fireworks exploding inside me, and I buck, fucking his face and chasing his tongue. Shane tortures me, his tongue and lips keeping me balanced on the edge, drawing it out until my stomach is quaking and my toes curling in frustrated desire, and I whimper.
“That’s what I wanted, Angel,” Shane says before sucking hard on my clit. Like a pistol shot, I’m released, my body spasming as I cry my relief.
“Yes! Shane, I’m coming!”
I didn’t even hear him unbuckle his jeans, but as soon as I cry out, he’s there, shoving his thick cock into me. It paralyzes me, my orgasm stopped almost mid-crash as he fills me like I dream, pushing me higher again already.
“Fuck, Maggie. Finish coming on my cock. Squeeze me with your sweet pussy, and I’ll fill you up,” Shane says as he starts pumping deeply in and out. “I’ll give you what you want.”
I tense my muscles, drawing out every drop of pleasure from my own orgasm as Shane thrusts into me. I push back, meeting him stroke for stroke, wanting his cum inside me, wanting him to lose control and experience this bliss. Knowing what will send him over, I look back, biting my lip. “Fuck me, Shane. I love you so much.”
With a powerful thrust, Shane bottoms out deep inside me, grunting like an animal as the heat of his cum sears me. It pushes me to another toe-curling orgasm, and my eyes roll back, my mouth trapped open as I pull on the handcuffs. We’re going to have to do it again this way. I like it.
Spent, he lies on top of me, keeping his weight off so he doesn’t smush me. “That’s my dirty fucking girl,” he growls lightly in my ear, “and I love you too. In fact, I had a question.”
I raise my head, and he meets my lips with his own, sealing our vows of love with a kiss. “What’s that?” I ask as our lips part. “And can you unlock me now?”
“Of course . . . if you’re willing to lock me up,” Shane says, reaching into the bedside drawer and taking out a keyring with a small handcuff key. On the keyring is a golden circle, with a small, beautiful diamond on it. “Think you want to?”
“Is that what you call a proposal?” I tease, my heart racing. “Because if it is, I’m gonna have to call Dominick to teach you some manners.”
Shane laughs and unlocks my wrists, rubbing them gently even though the fuzzy trim cushioned my skin from the metal. I sit up, turning to face him and he moves to kneel in the floor beside the bed. “You know you’ve had the key to my heart for months now. This is just making it more . . . formal. You’re my woman, I’m your man. Now . . . Maggie Postland, will you also be my wife?”
I smile, nodding like a bobblehead. “Yes!” I hold out my hand and Shane puts the ring on my finger. I look at it happily, then give him a huge kiss, a sloppy one because I can’t stop smiling long enough to pucker properly.
Pulling back, I give him a serious look. “Oh, there’s one condition . . .” I say, and his face sobers.
“You know I’ll give you anything. What is it, Angel?”
I grin, not able to play serious any longer. “We do that again right now!” I say, nodding towards the handcuffs dangling from the headboard.
“Deal. You’re a tough negotiator, future Mrs. Guthrie.” He smirks, then tackles me and I squeal, rolling over and lifting my hands for him to cuff me again.
Our future is still full of unknown possibilities and opportunities, but one thing is for sure—us.
This is real. This is love. This is home.
