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Not that I wanted to.
His arms wrap around me after he steps inside, turning me so I don’t get cold without the water. There’s so much concern in his eyes as he looks down at me. “You doing okay, Sugar? You know,” he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, a pained look crossing his face before he looks at me again, “you don’t have to move in with me now if you’re not ready.”
This man.
Just rip my heart out.
I shake my head slowly and wrap my arms around his neck. “I’m ready, Silas.” His hope is tempered, but it blooms in his eyes just the same. “It’s just that endings, even when the beginning of what is next is so wonderful, makes me a little sad.”
He nods slowly before his voice drops to a husky whisper, “Do you want me to make you forget?”
My nipples pebble and my pussy gushes at the passionate promise in his voice. I don’t answer. Not with words. Instead, I plaster my naked body against his, our skin sliding against the other as the water cascades against us.
When our lips touch, I shut off my brain, no longer caring about endings or beginnings. Only caring about now.
He lifts me and I wrap my legs around his waist, knowing I won’t be letting go this time. Not this time. Not until I feel him fill me up with his cum. His cock glides against my pussy, coating him with my juices, creating a friction between us that won’t be satiated until we both reach our peaks.
“Please, Silas,” I groan the words, trying to move my hips, my body begging for more as much as my mouth.
When he pulls his hips back, I know what is coming so I cling to his shoulders in response, needing to brace myself. He doesn’t disappoint; he never does. With one powerful thrust he’s all the way inside me and the feeling of being filled by him, by everything being so damn right, makes both of us moan.
When he starts to move, his thrusts hitting the end of my channel and getting me closer and closer to our release. I need it. He murmurs dirty words into my ear. About how good I feel around him. About how much he wants me to come on his cock.
I know we’re getting closer because of the way our breathing picks up, the sound of the air sawing in and out of our lungs overtaking the sound of the shower. He presses me against the wall with more force as his movements pick up speed and strength.
He always knows exactly what I need. He always gives it to me.
Now, I want to give him something.
I use my fingernails, digging them into his shoulders for leverage, and lean forward. I whisper in his ear, “This time I want you to fill me with your cum. I want to feel every single bit of your seed filling up my pussy.”
“Fucking hell, Paisley,” he barks out and starts fucking me like hells fire itself is chasing him.
We’re close. We build. We move. We reach.
With a grunt of my name, he plants deep and grinds against my clit, sending me over with him. I think I might be babbling his name or praises or thanks, but I’m too far gone to even know what I’m saying.
The thought of potentially making a new life with the man I love, with the man who I’m walking into the future with, fills me with a warmth I’ve never felt before.
“Marry me.”
I blink up at Silas for a moment, unsure if I’m hearing things in my post orgasmic bliss. Totally possible. If ever I was going to hallucinate, this would be the time. His gaze doesn’t fall from mine, serious with an edge of command.
“You want to marry me?” I kind of hate how small my voice is, but I need to know if I really just heard him ask me to marry him. Well, not ask, more like demand, but I’m not surprised.
“I’m going to marry you, Sugar.” His eyes soften as he adds, “When is entirely up to you.”
“Yes, I’ll marry you.” There is only one answer.
His lips find mine and I can taste how much he loves me right there. I can feel it in the way his fingers grip my hips and the gentle caresses against my skin as he puts me back down before washing me. His eyes take me in, soak me up, devour me, and I know today is the start of something beyond my comprehension.
We have a chance. More than a chance. We have a life.
To think, it all started with a New Year’s resolution and a speed dating event.
I don’t think it’s exactly what MatchMakers Inc had in mind, but I’m not going to complain with how it turned out.
BEDAZZLING THE JEWELER
