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My heart pounds in my chest when she straddles my thighs and runs her tongue across my abdomen, my chest, my neck—licking, kissing, and sucking me everywhere. Every press of her lips sends a bolt of electricity straight to my groin.

“Sunshine, I want to taste you,” I beg, starting to lose control as she grinds her wet pussy along my throbbing cock.

“We have this house to ourselves for about four hours, so we have plenty of time for that stuff later. Right now, I want to ride your cock,” she murmurs against my cheek, and I am not about to argue.

She kisses my lips and gently nibbles on my chin, and it’s so erotic when she sucks on my tongue. Slipping her hand between us, she seizes my dick, stroking and rubbing the head against her clit, jolting from the contact. My hands fist in her hair and our tongues duel in a wild, sensual kiss.

“Christ, baby, you’re so hot and wet.” She draws her hips up and lines the head of my cock up to her center. Hovering, she gives me a seductive smile. Her mouth falls open and releases a soft moan as she slowly inches her way down the length of me. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced anything as good as this feels.

“Fuck, Luke…so tight.”

I guide her body down, gently gripping her hair, and pull her lips to mine for a long and desperate kiss. I cup her breasts and roll her tight nipples between my fingers. I lean down and take her pointy red nipple into my mouth and suck it firmly. She moans with pleasure as I alternate to the other side and do the same. Her fingers continue to clutch my hair, her head falls back with a groan, and her nails dig into my scalp.

“So good, Luke.”

“Feels so good. Fuck me, Sarah.” She rocks her hips against my pelvis at a slow pace, but it doesn’t take long before she lets loose and starts to fuck me hard. I fight to keep in rhythm with her thrusts. I can tell, from her whimpers and moans, and the way she arches her back, she’s close already.

“Luke, I love you.” My fingers dig into her hips as her movements become faster and deeper. “So deep this way.” She slides up and down my length. “Oh, right there.” Her pussy locks down on my cock so hard—the sensation is dizzying. “Oh shit. Yes, Yes," she chants, her pussy contracting, milking my cock, pushing me over the edge.

I explode. My legs tremble, and I come so violently the animalistic noises that just left my throat sounded painful. Still connected, and not ready to feel the loss of her yet, I roll us over, nestling myself tenderly on top of her. I kiss her everywhere, not wanting to miss an inch of her skin.

“I will never, in one lifetime, be able to get enough of you, Sarah.” I’ve wasted so much of my life, and I promise to make up to her every single day. My heart is beating again. “You make me feel alive.” Her palms rest against my cheeks as we stare into each other’s eyes.

“I love you so much, I don’t want any more wasted time. Marry me, Sarah?” She sucks in a deep breath and squeezes her eyes closed. I’m suddenly panicking. I’ll be crushed if she says no. “Sarah, baby,” I fret, trying to read her reaction.

“Luke, I want to. I do, but it doesn’t feel right yet. With everything that’s going on with Ashley, she needs my full attention.”

“Okay.” I swallow down my pride. “But what about…” She quiets me with a finger to my lips.

“Luke, I want to marry you. Of course, I’ll marry you. I just think that maybe we could wait until Ashley gets her clean bill of health. Please don’t be mad.”

“Baby, I’m not going anywhere, I’ll wait for forever if I have to.”

I jump from the bed and throw my pants on, because I shouldn’t be naked when I propose. Sarah sits at the edge of the bed and wraps herself up in a sheet, curiously surveying me. I reach into my pocket and take out the sparkling solitaire diamond, nestled in a diamond-encrusted platinum band. It’s simple, elegant and timeless, just like my girl. I open the box then fall to one knee.

“Sarah, you would make me the happiest man in the world if you'd be my wife. We’ll wait until the time is right. Let’s get our baby girl better first, but I want the world to know your mine. By the way, I did ask Ashley for her blessing first.”

Her hands are covering her mouth, but I can tell she’s smiling. “Baby, you’re the most beautiful, loving, caring person I know. I love you with all my heart. I promise to make you coffee every morning and let you boss me around whenever you want. I promise to sex you up every night until you can’t see straight. And I promise to protect you, Ashley, and our baby with my life. I will always love the three of you with all my heart. Sarah Marie Harris, will you do me the honor of being my wife?”

“Yes,” she whispers, taking me by surprise when she jumps off the bed, drops the sheet and pounces me, pecking my face with sloppy kisses. “Yes, Luke, I’ll marry you. I love you, and you’ve made me the happiest woman in the world. Now can we get back to what you said earlier?” She nestles her lips close to my ear. “Something about wanting to taste me.”

We lie tangled together for a long time, just holding each other, listening to our hearts beat, and I know this is where we were always supposed to end up. We make slow passionate love, our hearts, our minds, our bodies, our souls finally as one.

Epilogue

Luke

5 MONTHS LATER

We’re sitting on pins and needles, anxiously awaiting the phone call from Dr. Collins. I’ve been trying to keep myself busy since Ashley had her tests two days ago to see if her leukemia is in remission. I’m currently playing some stupid family game called “Apples to Apples,” which has nothing to do with freaking apples, and I really don’t give a shit about apples or anything else right now.

“He said he’d call first thing this morning. It’s fu…It’s eleven-thirty already.”

“Relax, baby. He’ll call soon.”

I rise from the table and grab a bottle of water from the fridge, even though I’m not thirsty. I'm fucking on edge right now, and I can’t sit still. In my heart I know it will be a good outcome.It has to be.

I can’t imagine my life without Ashley; we’ve become so close these past few months. She just recently asked if she could start calling me Dad. Even though I insisted she continues to call Ben, Dad, I was thrilled. Hell, she can have two dads. She can have anything she wants. I can’t imagine my life without Sarah either, and it still saddens me to think about all the years I wasted without her.

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