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I giggle at his perception. “A bird.” I place it in front of him and slowly look up. With his mask on, just like last time, the only features I can completely make out are his beautiful hazel eyes.
When his gaze meets mine, he shakes his head and chuckles. “How did I not know it was you?” He palms the side of my face. “I would recognize those gorgeous emerald eyes anywhere.”
“I’m glad you didn’t,” I admit. “We wouldn’t be where we are if you had.”
“I’d like to argue, but you’re right. I wasn’t ready for you yet. But I am now.” He leans in and presses his lips to mine. “Dance with me?”
His question is simple, yet the meaning is so deep my belly knots. “I would love to.”
With our fingers entwined, Lincoln guides us onto the dance floor and pulls me into his arms. With my head on his chest, we sway to the music in comfortable silence for several minutes before Lincoln speaks.
“I became obsessed with vanilla after that night. Had I been around you afterward and breathed in your intoxicating scent, I would’ve known it was you.” He inhales deeply, dragging his nose along the curve of my neck, and the area between my legs tightens in anticipation, knowing that soon we’ll make our way to the backroom.
When Lincoln doesn’t make any move to leave the dance floor, I whisper, “I want you,” and he chuckles, the deep yet melodic sound doing crazy things to my insides.
Without saying a word, he drags me down the hall to the same room as last time. He presses the card to the door’s sensor, and we step inside, the bit of light from the hall disappearing the second the door closes behind us.
Lincoln pushes me against the door, and memories from that night come rushing back. Only now, the fear and uncertainty have been replaced with hunger and confidence.
Our mouths connect in a passionate kiss filled with love and desire. I don’t have to see him to know that he loves me and craves me. I can feel it in the way his mouth moves against mine. In the way his hands roam along my body.
“Jesus, baby. I can’t get enough of you,” he murmurs, nipping my bottom lip before he trails open-mouthed kisses along my neck and collarbone. We work in unison shedding our clothes, and once we’re both naked, he turns me around so my ass is jutted outward, and my hands are against the wall.
“Spread those thighs, Kitten.”
I do as he says, and a second later, he parts my cheeks, and his tongue glides across the tight rosebud. “Oh, fuck,” I moan, knowing he needs to get me ready first, but wanting him deep in my ass right now. Lincoln works me up, taking me to the edge, but before I can jump, he pulls back and twirls me around and into his arms. He carries me to the bed and lays me down.
He kisses me hard, then demands, “Get on your knees.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. Once I’m positioned, he slides inside me. He’s hard and thick, and as he grips my hips and fucks me with abandon, I’m reminded of how perfectly we fit. I scream out my orgasm, and before I’ve come down, he’s thrusting into my ass.
I never imagined that one day, I’d not only be comfortable enough with a man to have sex, but I would enjoy anal. But I know it’s only because I’m with Lincoln. I feel safe with him, knowing I can trust him with every part of me.
I climax again, this time taking Lincoln with me. And when we’ve both come down from our orgasms, he lifts me once again and carries me to the bathroom. Unlike last time—when I refused to let him see me in the light, in fear of him finding outwho I was—we remove our masks and shower together, making love under the water before we get out.
I expect for us to get dressed, so I’m shocked when he guides us back into the dark room and over to the bed.
“Haven’t gotten your fill yet?” I joke, when he hovers over me and nuzzles his face into my neck.
“Not possible,” he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to the sensitive spot just under my ear. “The more I have you, the more I want you.”
“Never know,” I say with a laugh. “One day you might get sick of me.”
“Not happening. But how about we put it to a test?” He nibbles my flesh, and I moan in agreement.
“Okay, sure.” I tilt my head to give him better access. “But how do you suppose we test this theory?”
“By you marrying me,” he says, shocking me still. “And spending the rest of our lives together.” Because we’re in the dark, I can’t see him, but I can feel when he takes my left hand in his and slides something onto my third finger.
“Lincoln,” I breathe, my heart pounding against my ribcage.
“I love you, Ellie,” he says, his lips pressing against mine. I close my eyes, and when I open them, the light is on, and Lincoln’s looking down on me, his eyes filled with warmth. “Until you, I could never imagine settling down. I was content with keeping shit light and casual. But now, I can’t imagine going back to being that man. I love our lazy mornings and late nights. Watching you do yoga and dance. You’re an amazing mom to our son, and you’re my best friend. I crave you and want you and desire you, and I know I’ll never stop.”
He lifts my hand, and I spot the shiny diamond that’s now resting on my finger. It’s simple yet elegant, and I love it.
“Marry me, Kitten, and I promise to spend our lives proving to you that the risk you took on me was totally worth the reward.”
I throw my head back with a laugh, remembering when I told him that. “I don’t need you to prove anything to me, Lincoln. You already do...Every single day...Through your actions, with your love. Yes, I’ll marry you, but I was wrong...You were never a risk...Because you’ve always been my safe place.”
