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“Let me.” I stood, breathless, when she reached for the tie on her bottoms. I pulled one string, then the one on the other side, and the small piece of fabric, turquoise like the water of the bay, fluttered to rest next to the top of the same color.

I was instantly hard, wanting everything at once. To feel her everywhere, devour her with my mouth, and sink deeply into her warm, wet pussy. “Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about this?”

“You may have mentioned it.” Bexli hooked two fingers into my suit, gently lowering it and freeing my steel-hard cock. I kicked it the rest of the way off and moaned when she sank to her knees. “Except now it’s my turn.”

She stroked the length of me, then leaned forward and licked the slick moisture at the tip.

“Bex,” I groaned when she swirled her tongue around the head.

“Let me,” she repeated the words I’d said to her.

I gritted my teeth, knowing if she didn’t stop, I’d come. “I cannot wait,” I groaned. “I need you, Bex.”

She released me from her mouth and fell back on the towel. I knelt down and clasped her ankles, spreading her legs. I kissed my way up her leg, nipping and sucking her soft skin until she groaned like I had.

“Cayman, please.”

“Soon, my love. I promise.”

She wove her fingers in my hair, writhing when my mouth reached the delicate place between her thighs. I teased her clit with my tongue, then nibbled and tugged on the swollen edges of her pussy.

“This isn’t fair,” she mewled when my tongue thrust in and out of where my cock would soon be.

“Are you ready for me, Bexli?” I asked, swirling my finger in her wetness.

“Yes!” she cried out.

“Not just yet.” I fastened my mouth on her stiff bud and thrust two fingers into her heat. I held her bucking hips still with my other hand, forcing her to ride out the pleasure. Her hand gripped my arm in the same way her pussy clenched my fingers. I didn’t let up until the echoes of my name on her lips reverberated through the cove.

“Kiss me,” she demanded when I lifted myself up and rested the tip of my cock at her entrance.

I fitted my mouth to hers, savoring her taste as I slowly pressed my cock deeper. She angled her hips and spread her legs, giving me more access. I eased almost all the way out, then thrust back in, going as deep as her body would allow.

Breaking our kiss, I gazed into her poppy-blue eyes, watching her face as the pleasure between us climbed until it reached the place where we both shattered in rapturous bliss. I held myself inside her for as long as I could, not ever wanting our bodies to separate. Finally, I rolled to her side.

She trailed her fingers on my naked skin, tickling my arms, then weaved them into the hair on my chest. She rested her head on my heart and sighed.

“Did you mean what you said about wanting me to live with you forever?”

“You know I did.”

“What about the part about the proposal?”

I shifted my body and propped myself up on my elbow. “I don’t suppose you’d be willing to table this conversation until a little later.”

“How much later?”

“Dinnertime?”

“I’d be willing if you agree to continue making love to me between now and then.”

“There is nothing I want more, my love.”

Three hours later,after several more rounds of exquisite pleasure and a hot shower, I led Bexli back down to the cove where I got down on one knee and asked her to be my wife.

“There is nothing I want more, my love,” she said, repeating my words from earlier as I opened the small box I took from my pocket and removed the ring that had been my grandmother’s, the woman who’d led a full life on this very land, on her finger. “It’s a perfect fit,” I said, sliding it on her finger.

“Just like you and me,” Bexli whispered.

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