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“Open it, babe.” He gave her a wink and a smile.
With a final questioning look at him, she opened the top of the box and gasped. Inside the box was a chocolate cupcake with vanilla icing. Sitting on the top of the icing was a sparkling diamond band that matched her wedding set. “Dyllan, what is this?”
He dropped to one knee in front of her. “Skylar. I don’t deserve you, and I definitely don’t deserve the chance to ask this. You’re the light to my dark, the sunshine to my grump. I don’t know what I did to have you in my life, but I’ll thank whoever needs to be thanked every day for bringing my fierce, strong, beautiful wife into my life that day in the coffee shop. Skylar Martin, will you do me the honour of staying my wife?” The vulnerability in his eyes nearly broke her, along with the hesitation at the end of his questions.
Skylar laughed as she knelt on the floor in front of him. “I love you, Grumpy Bear. I would love to stay your wife.”
Throwing her arms around his neck, she pressed her lips to his, wasting no time in deepening the kiss. They had too much time to make up for, too much tension from the last week pent-up that needed to be released.
“I love you so much, babydoll. I mean it, I will spend my life showing you just how much.” She squealed as he picked her up and placed her on the counter. “Starting now.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
Dyllan
Standing between her legs as she perched on the edge of the counter, he cupped her head in his hands and kissed her. It had been a week since he’d had the right to do this, and he wanted to savour every second of it. Everything from her coconut smell to the taste of the cheeseburger on her lips was a moment to remember. The feel of her soft skin under his rough hands, the way her feather light touch trailed up his arms to his shoulders, making him shiver, it was all seared into his mind for eternity.
And to think, he’d almost given this up.
Standing there, he couldn’t imagine a world where this wasn’t what he came home to every night. Kissing her. Touching her. Making love to her.
Taking the cupcake box from her hand, he placed it down next to her as he grabbed the hem of her shirt. Lifting the fabric over her head, he exposed her. He groaned at the sight of her black lace bra that pushed her breasts up into perfect mounds just above the top. His mouth watered at the sight. He needed a taste of her, now.
Reaching behind her, he removed the ring from the top of the cupcake and placed it on the counter before running his finger through the icing. “You know, I never did get you back for that incident in my office.” He stroked his finger down the swell of her breasts, leaving a trail of icing as it went.
“No, you didn’t,” Skylar said, locking her legs around his thighs and pulling him closer to her.
“I wonder if now would be a good time.” He lowered his head to her chest, his tongue lapping slowly at the icing.
She groaned as she held on to his hair with both hands, softly tugging while keeping him in place. “I’m free if you are.”
Dyllan chuckled as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Throwing it away from her body, it landed across the room in silence. “I’m free.”
Taking more of the icing from the cupcake, he circled her nipples, leaving the sugary topping like a frosting on two of his own personal desserts. He ran the pad of his tongue over her stiff peak, licking her like an ice cream cone. Skylar threw her head back and he sucked her sweet nipple into his mouth and gave her a light nip. Thrusting her chest into him, she filled more of his mouth with her delicious breast as she ground her core against his stomach.
The overly sweet icing mixed with the saltiness of Skylar’s skin was the perfect combination, and he couldn’t get enough.
Moving over to the other nipple, he slid his hands down her stomach until he reached the top of her yoga pants. Without breaking the suction on her breast, he pulled her pants and panties off, leaving her gloriously naked in front of him.
Releasing her nipple with a pop that made her suck in a breath, he leaned back to admire his dessert laid out in front of him. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“And you’re so clothed.” She reached up and pulled at his shirt, sending buttons flying all over the kitchen. He shucked off his shirt and undid his belt as she ran her fingers over his chest. “Have I ever told you how sexy I find your chest?” she asked, not taking her eyes off of her hands as they moved.
“No, I don’t think you have.” He threw off his jeans and boxers, standing tall as he resumed his position between her legs. His cock stood at attention between them. Her core hugged him, and he thrust slowly and watched as her eyes hooded.
“What was I saying?” she asked, dazed.
“You were telling me how much you love my chest,” Dyllan laughed.
“Chest. Right.” Her dream filled eyes returned to his chest, tracing the outline of his eagle tattoo. “I love this tattoo.” She flattened her palms and slid them over his skin. “I love your chest hair. I never thought I’d be into that,” she chuckled.
“Well, maybe it’s a good thing it’s only mine you find attractive.”
Swiping up more of the icing, he trailed his finger from her breasts to the top of her mound.
“And to think, you gave me a hard time for all the sweets I ate,” Skylar teased as she ran her hands through his hair.
“Maybe I just needed to lick it off the right dessert.”
