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I did do all those things, plus, I shopped for a ridiculous amount of time until I found the one that felt right. Like Janey.
The ring is a thick gold band with an inlaid half-carat baguette diamond, smooth and almost flush-fitting to the gold band so it can be worn under gloves without tearing them, and as I slip it onto her finger, Janey’s tears overflow.
“It’s beautiful,” she whispers. “It’s a dream.”
“Yes, you are,” I answer.
She curls her hand to her chest, holding it protectively. I can tell that unless ordered to, she isn’t taking it off, ever. Which is exactly what I wanted. “Thank you,” she says, looking up into my eyes.
I smile back at her, chuckling. “Pretty sure I should be thanking you.”
“I love you.”
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to hearing that or the way it makes my chest feel tight. I think this feeling is . . . happiness.
I want to tell Janey I love her too, but I heard her earlier. She doesn’t want words. She wants action, and I swear I will give her all the action she can handle.
Scooping her up into my arms, her legs wrap around my waist as I walk her the few steps to the bed. I undress her quickly, leaving her nude except for the ring on her finger. This is the first time I’ll make love to her wearing nothing but that, but it won’t be the last. For the rest of our lives, that ring will be on her finger. And soon, there will be one on mine too. I can’t wait.
I lay Janey back on the bed, ready to spend forever showing her how much I love her.
I start at the top, running my fingers into her curls to grip them in my hands, guiding her head back to expose her neck. I lay kisses there, licking and sucking at her sensitive flesh, and when I feel the vibration of her moan, I chase it, taking her mouth in a deep kiss and swallowing the sound greedily.
The connection we have is already building, but I want to take my time with Janey. This time and every time. I want to write my love on her skin, fuck her until she feels empty without me inside her, and stare into her eyes as she shatters for me, and me alone.
Kissing and caressing her body, I show love to her shoulders, her arms, down to her fingertips, placing a gentle kiss to the palm of her right hand and then the ring finger of her left, right next to her new jewelry. Pressing her hands to the bed, I move over her to adore her pearled up nipples with my tongue, and she arches for more, which I willingly give.
As I move down her belly, I release her hands in favor of grabbing her hips. I squeeze her left one firmly, likely leaving pink fingerprints on her skin. I told her once that it grounded me, and that’s still true. It always will be. But in my grip, I want her to feel that she is all I want, need, and love.
Janey is the soulmate I never dreamed existed for a man like me. She didn’t heal me, and I didn’t fix her. Instead, we helped each other find the strength to do it ourselves and come together better for it. At least, I’m better. I think Janey was always full of sunshine. She only needed someone worthy to share it with, and I’m so fucking glad she gave me time to be that man for her.
I blow a hot breath on her pussy but bypass it to continue my worship of her body in its entirety. When I press kisses to her inner thighs, she shakes, nearly clamping me in place, but I push her legs open and grin evilly when I see the evidence of her arousal glistening on her lips.
I glance up her body to find her watching me.
“Please,” she pleads.
I run my hands down her legs, not wanting to miss an inch but unable to deny her what she wants. I position myself between her spread legs, placing my shoulders beneath her bent knees, and lick my lips at the beautiful sight before me. As much as I’d like to, I don’t attack her with my mouth. Instead, I sip at her, enjoying her sweetness and the way she writhes, her hips unconsciously bucking as she searches for my tongue. I lick over her entrance, up to her clit, circling there slow and easy, driving her higher and higher.
When she’s ready, I give us both what we want. I suck at her clit, battering it with my tongue as I slide two fingers inside Janey. She cries out in pleasure, one of her legs falling off my shoulder, which only opens her center for more. She reaches for me, her short nails glancing over my shoulders, where she grabs my shirt in her tiny fists.
