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“I’ve had my face buried between your legs while you came all over my face. I’m the first man to ever be inside your body—and I’ll be the last one. You’re in my bed and I’m keeping you in my bed. I’d say we know one another just fine, baby.”
I sigh. Okay, so maybe he has a point, but that’s not it. “That’s not exactly what I’m talking about.” He shifts so he’s sitting up on the bed, his back propped on the headboard. Then, he picks me up. I quickly straddle him as he sits me on his lap. I brace my hands on his stomach and the heat of his skin instantly has me getting wetter. This man is like a drug and I’m quickly becoming an addict. I’m wearing a T-shirt that he gave me after I got out of the shower. I do not have my underwear because Marco-the-panty-thief stole them. Therefore, I know he can feel that I’m wet because he doesn’t have any clothes on except his pajama shirt—which, incidentally, is also making me wetter, but pisses me off that he’s still hiding himself from me.
“Maybe you should explain what you are talking about before you end up pissing me off. I just had the best night of my life. I don’t want to spend the day pissed, baby.”
“I just meant…Wait. You just had the best night of your life?”
He shakes his head. “How are you going to ask me that shit. Were you not there? I had my woman coming all over my face. I was buried inside of her, and she slept all night in my arms. Best fucking night ever, Ena.”
“Don’t make me cry, damn it.”
“What?”
“You say something sweet like that and make me melt into a pile of goo and cry, when I’m trying to be sensible here.”
“A pile of goo?”
“Exactly. You can’t do that shit.”
“Baby, what’s going on here?”
“We’ve barely spent any time together. I mean the sex was great but what do you really know about me. We don’t even know one another’s favorite color.”
“Why does this matter?”
“Because it does! Couples are supposed to learn and discover each other. I mean, do you even know that I like peanut butter and banana sandwiches? Because I do! Only, not fried though, because that would just be gross.”
“I’ll make note,” he says, looking as if he might burst out laughing at any minute.
“There’s nothing funny about this, Marco,” I snap, fake slugging him on the arm.
“If you think that, then you’re not sitting where I am. I have my woman in my lap, her pussy dripping all over my cock and I’m sitting here discussing peanut butter and banana sandwiches.”
“They’re yummy,” I grumble.
“I’ll let you feed me one some night after I’ve fucked you so hard that I’m nearly passing out and you have to go find food for me because I’m too weak to get you and me one myself.”
“Um… Can we do that like…maybe, tonight?”
His lips twitch and I can tell he’s trying to hold onto his anger but having trouble finding it. I call that a win.
“We can if you quit fighting me on this. We’re planning our wedding, Ena. We’re not going backwards. Not this time.”
“I’m not saying we should go backwards. I just think we should slow down a little before we say I do.”
“Slow down?” He snaps those words out like he can’t believe me.
“Well, yeah.”
“Jesus Christ, Ena. It has been six years. How much slower do you want to go? We go much slower, and you’ll have to push me up the aisle in a fucking wheelchair.”
“Marco! Stop! You’re not that old and besides, I’m just talking like a few months or so, not years!”
“Months? Are you fucking kidding me?”
“I’m not. We can date for a few more months and if we’re still getting along then we can set a wedding date.”
“Whatever,” he grumbles.
“Are you agreeing?” I ask, surprised. Perversely, I’m a little disappointed that he agrees. God, he’s really turning me into a headcase.
“Sure, baby. Whatever you want. We’ll keep on like we are, and we can set a wedding date while you’re popping out my kid.”
“Oh stop. I’m not getting pregnant.”
“Aren’t you the woman who was begging me to go deeper last night. I know you were innocent, but I’m pretty sure you know how babies are made.”
“Now, you’re just being a jerk. Of course, I know how they are made. It’s just I’m on the pill.”
“What?”
“I’m on the pill.”
“Why in the hell are you on the pill? You’re a virgin. What did you do? Decide you’d just start taking it in case you wanted to screw someone before I could bring you here where you belong.”
I blink and if it was physically possible, I think my head would spin around until steam comes out of my ears. “You know, Marco, it’s a good thing you’re good in bed, because you’re a real asshole.”
