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“Baking cookies?”
“Never.”
“Digging in the garden?”
She clutches my face between her hands. “Never ever, because I always want to be yours.”
I pull her closer, lower my head, and kiss her slow and sweet. She wraps her arms around my neck, taking our kiss deeper.
Suddenly, Sara appears at our side. “Sorry, but Chloe’s about to throw the bouquet and is asking for you. Although, why bother when we know who’s next?”
We walk back inside to the group surrounding the bride and groom. Damian catches my eye, his expression inquisitive as he checks to make sure all is well. Before I can say a word, Chloe sees the ring on Sabrina’s hand and envelops her in a hug.
“Oh my God! Oh my God! This is the best day ever,” Chloe exclaims. Damian, Zeke, and Caleb are shaking my hand and hugging Sabrina, calling her their little sister. Sandra and Joyce join us along with David, giving us their well wishes, and the celebration continues until Damian insists it’s time to go.
Chloe hands Sabrina her flowers, takes Damian’s hand, and rushes out with him. With my arms around Sabrina, standing directly behind her, I bend and kiss her neck. “Let’s go home, baby,” I murmur. The light in her beautiful green eyes tells me she’s ready to head home too.
* * *
Sabrina
I’m engaged!The weight of the ring on my hand is sublime. I can’t help staring at it. It’s exactly what I would have chosen for myself, a simple teardrop diamond on a platinum band.
I reflect on how much my life has changed for the better since Alex came along. I feel safe and loved. But it’s more than that. I’ve regained the sense of adventure that I know I had before my life was thrown upside down. Before Cameron turned me into a terrified rabbit.
Alex taught me to share what’s inside me, whether it’s with him, my counselor, Chloe, or, hell, even the guys, including Mason, who’s turned into a regular fixture. At first it was just talking it out, but now I’m doing something about my dreams. I’ve always wanted to paint, so I’ve joined an art class. I’m horrible at it, but I don’t care. The other students and I laugh constantly, and when I come home, Alex is waiting with a glass of wine. He listens to me babble on about it. We’re planning a future with each other and talking about adding on to the house for when we have babies.
My life is so bright because Alex gave me the courage to dig deep and fight my way back from despair.
We walk in the door, but I stop at soon as we’re through it.
“What—” Alex begins.
I touch my fingers to his lips, then move to my tiptoes and plant a kiss on them. Taking two steps backward, I unzip the back of my dress and shimmy out of it, leaving me in only my cream silk panties and heels.
“Dear God in heaven.” His voice is a husky growl. “Bri,” he breathes my name, his tone raw, desire in his eyes. I move to drop to my knees, but he catches me before I do. “Not the floor. Too hard on your knees.”
I take his hand and lead him to our bedroom. I’m about to take off my heels when he says, “Keep them on, and the panties.”
Doing as he asks, I climb onto the bed and watch him undress. He’s like a Greek god. His skin is tanned, his abs defined, and his tapered waist draws my gaze lower to his engorged cock. It’s so incredibly tasty that I lick my lips. I want to pounce as soon as he settles on the bed with his back to the headboard, sitting up and watching me.
“Now that I’m here, what are you gonna do with me?” he asks with a smirk.
I wrap my hand around his cock, and without further ado, I take him into my mouth, my tongue slicking his slit and quickly eliciting a moan, which urges me to suck the tip. His hand tightens in my hair, holding it out of the way so he can see as I bob my head, taking him deeper. I fondle his balls and watch as he tilts his head back, closing his eyes and clenching his jaw.
“Jesus Christ, baby,” he moans. I love the way he tastes. I use my hands and mouth, and the louder his groans become, the more I’m addicted to watching him blow for me. All of a sudden, I’m pulled off his cock and am turned around with my ass in his face and him lying beneath me. His hands are on my cheeks, and he gives one a slap. “Back to work,” he commands. Wetness pools between my legs.
Going back to my task at hand, I swirl my tongue over his cock and pump him with my hand before I swallow him again. I feel my lace panties tear, and then his mouth is on my pussy. He attacks it like a starving man, and within moments, I’m soaked and gyrating my hips, pushing back against his face. His hands at my hips hold me firm as he continues to push me toward my orgasm.
Letting go of his cock, I cry out, “Alex, I’m going to come.”
“Come for me,” he orders and sucks on my clit until I scream his name over and over.
While I’m still in my orgasmic haze, Alex flips me onto my back and spreads my legs. He kisses the inside of each of my ankles before lining his cock up to my entrance and plunging hard and fast. He’s lost in his own release, and I bury my face in his neck, kissing him lightly, until his mouth finds mine. I can taste myself on his lips.
Later, in the shower, we make love again, this time slower, taking our time to lather each other’s bodies and let the water rain down on us. Eventually, we both slip into bed exhausted.
“Love the lace, buttercup.” Alex kisses my shoulder.
