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“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asks.

“I like looking at beautiful things,” I tell her.

“Maybe you should just stand in front of a mirror all day then.”

“The reflection wouldn’t hold a flame to you, baby girl.”

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” she retorts.

“And I behold your beauty.”

“Smooth.” She laughs.

“I really do like having you here. Are you sure you don’t want some closet space?”

“I’m sure.”

“Is there something you’re waiting for? Before that answer changes to a yes?”

“Yes, but I’m scared if I tell you what it is, you’ll do something rash. So that, Mr Miller, is my secret to keep.”

I look at her, inspect every inch of her face. “You want a ring first,” I conclude with a nod.

Her mouth gapes open. “What? How…? No, I mean…how?”

I hit the nail on the head. “You’re a good girl, Bentley. Of course you’d want a commitment first,” I say. I should have known. She’s the kind of good girl I’ve been going on dates with. Girls who don’t just drop their panties and choke on my cock. Except she does that also. She’s the whole fucking package.

“I can be naughty too,” she says, sliding off the sofa and falling to her knees.

I watch as she crawls over to me, settling herself between my legs. “Oh, I know you can.”

Her hands creep up my thighs. When they reach the waistband of my sweats, they slip inside, find my cock, and pull it out. “You know, I think I like not having to be good all the time with you.” Her tongue comes out and licks up the underside of my shaft while her palm clutches the base. Her other hand cups my balls, softly massaging them, as her lips close over my tip. Sucking but not taking my cock deeper.

I wrap her ponytail around my hand. “You’re fucking perfect in every way, Bentley,” I tell her. Her lips move down my shaft, then on to my balls. As she sucks one into her mouth, my head tips back.Holy fuck, this feels too fucking good.Her hand pumps my shaft as she sucks on my balls, giving each one just as much attention. “I’m going to come, baby girl,” I tell her. “Holy shit.” And just as I do, her lips close around my tip as she sucks me down her throat and swallows everything I give her. “Marry me,” I tell her, rather than ask.

She laughs as she licks my cock clean.

“I’m dead serious. I’ve never met anyone like you, Bentley. I want to keep you forever,” I admit.

“Well, usually people get married because they love each other, Nathan. Not because they have great sex.”

“Is great sex not the same thing as love?” I counter.

“No, it’s not.”

“How do you know? How does anyone really know if they’re in love?” I like her a lot. I never want to be apart from her.

“Um, I’m not sure.” She stands and plucks her phone from the coffee table. Pressing a finger to her lips, she dials someone and places the call on speaker.

“Hey, sweetheart.” An older woman’s voice comes through the receiver.

“Hey, Mum, I have a question. But when I ask it, you’re not allowed to ask me any follow-up questions, just answer,” Bentley instructs, and it takes effort for me not to laugh.

“Okay, what’s your question?”

“How did you know you were in love with Daddy?”

“Well, it wasn’t like a lightbulb went off or anything. I guess it was just the fact that he felt right. I didn’t want to be with anyone else. I wanted to spend all my spare time with him. We were inseparable, happy. And the sex was fantastic.”

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