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“Yes,” she cries, tears filling her eyes. “Yes, I will marry you.”
I never thought a simple word when strung together with others could make me the happiest man alive, but they have.
“Y’ll marry me?” I ask in case we’re lost in translation. But when she nods quickly, tears spilling down her cheeks, I know that we’re both ready to cement our union—once and for all.
“Yes, I’ll marry you.” She half laughs, half sobs, and I think that’s a good thing.
Happiness I’ve never felt before tackles me swiftly, and I sit up, suddenly light-headed. Babydoll sits up and straddles me, sensing my emotions. “I want to be your wife. I want to be a Kelly.”
Her admission has pride filling my lungs, and I exhale a shaky breath.
If we do this, then she’s a Doyle no more…and that thought gets me harder than a fucking rock.
“I promise to make ye the happiest woman alive. Well, I’ll try.”
“You already have.”
I can’t take it any longer. I need her, all of her, before I fucking explode.
I slam my mouth over hers, and she kisses me back with urgency. She wraps the arm that isn’t in a cast around my nape, pressing us closer because she feels it too. No matter how close we are, it’s never enough.
Being her husband will help close the void, but I will always want more; I’ll never have my fill. She is a drug made solely for me, and I’m an addict, desperate for his next hit.
“Fuck me,” she pants against my lips.
I appreciate that although this moment is filled with love, she still refers to our lovemaking this way. But that’s who we are—our passion is carnal, brutal, and depraved. And that won’t change.
I unsnap the button on her jeans and slide my hand inside her underwear. When I feel her hot, wet flesh, we both moan because it doesn’t get any better than this. I commence fucking her with my fingers while she bounces against my touch.
I don’t want to hurt her and the only way this will work with her arm in a cast is if she fucks me…and my face.
Removing my fingers, I quickly yank down her jeans and underwear, hinting I want her naked, and I want it now. I help her undress, and the moment her bottom half is bare, I flip us over and coax her to sit on my face.
She lowers herself onto my mouth, and the moment her pussy touches my lips, I fucking eat her alive. Her cunt is on fire, and when she rubs herself back and forth, back and forth, I’m certain we will both explode. I fuck her with my tongue and lips, latching onto her hips and encouraging her to ride me faster and harder.
She arches her back and begins to rotate her hips while I peer up at her. She can clearly see what I’m doing to her, which I know is why she changed position. I reach around and smack her arse—hard, which has her bouncing against me with a moan.
“More.”
I do as she asks and strike her voluptuous arse once more.
“Oh, fuck, I’m going to come.”
Those words are just as hot as her telling me she’ll marry me.
I suckle over her clit, which has her throwing her head back and screaming a guttural cry. Her body trembles as she chases her orgasm, but I don’t stop. I continue fucking her with my mouth, milking every last tremor from her.
I’m in heaven as she is slathered all over me, but when she shifts off my face and frantically tears at my shirt, I know this has only just begun.
She tries to take off her T-shirt, but because of the cast, she can’t.
“Is this yer favorite shirt?”
She looks at me confused but shakes her head.
“Grand.” Before she can ask why, I grip the collar and tear it into two.
I want to be gentle as she is injured, but I don’t know if that’s possible with the frenzied state we’re both in. Or if this will last as long as I’d like it to. Just her scent alone has me threatening to come.
