I grin and roll my eyes at him, but he knows he’s won. “Fine. I suppose I’llhaveto accept this gift before you scoop me up and take me to bed.”
“Such a noble sacrifice,” he agrees, pressing a kiss to my temple.
Instead of getting one of the numerous gifts under the tree, Renzo pulls out a small, blue velvet box with a white bow on top. My mouth drops open, and I stare at the jewelry box as Renzo opens it to reveal a gorgeous diamond ring.
“My sweet, perfect angel,” he starts. “I wasn’t expecting you, and I wasn’t prepared for you, but I can’t help the way I feel. In such a short time, you’ve become essential to my being. I can’t be apart from you. Jaylin, I love you in a terrifying way I didn’t think I was capable of, and I need you to be my wife. Please say you’ll marry me as soon as possible.”
I sniffle as the first tear falls. My mouth finally closes, and I break out into a cheesy smile. “Of course, I’ll marry you,” I nearly shout. “I love you, too, Renzo. I was scared at first, but you make everything safer. You make me feel like anything is possible. I don’t know what I would have done if you weren’t there that night…”
“Let’s not dwell on that,” he soothes as he takes the ring out of the box. I hold out my hand, and he slips the ring onto my finger before kissing it.
“We’re engaged,” I whisper, staring at the gorgeous ring.
“That’s right, fiancé,” he purrs.
“Fiancé,” I repeat. “I like the sound of that.” I lean over, pressing my lips to his. Renzo glides his tongue against mine, the slow, sensual kiss promising so much more. “I think I know exactly how I want to treat my fiancé tonight.”
Renzo groans and kisses me again, with more passion and intention behind each stroke of his tongue. I’m about to climb into his lap when he stands and scoops me up in his arms.
“As much as I’d like to toss you over my shoulder, that will have to wait until you’re fully healed,” he whispers as he carries me through the house.
We strip down, our clothes discarded on the floor while we kiss and touch and shuffle our way to the bed.
The next thing I know, Renzo is pinning me to the mattress. One of his large hands keeps my arms above my head while his other hand skims up my naked body. He dips his head down, scraping his teeth along my throat and sucking on my sensitive skin.
“Do you need something from me, my sweet girl?”
“Yes,” I whine as I wiggle my hips. I don’t care how desperate I sound.
With my arms still pinned above my head, Renzo sears me with a desperate, hungry look. I spread my legs for him, lettinghim settle his hips there. Renzo continues kissing down my neck and along my collarbone before he wraps his lips around my nipple. I arch my back, my wrists straining against the hand he still has there. He grunts, slipping his other hand between my back and the mattress, bringing my chest closer to him as he feasts on me.
I wrap my legs around him, rubbing my throbbing pussy against his hard, thick cock. He must have taken off the shorts he was wearing before climbing into bed. The sneaky bastard knew exactly what he was doing the whole time. Not that I’m complaining.
Renzo grunts, then switches to my other breast, giving it the same attention. The hand at my back slides around to my front, the rough pads of his fingers finding my clit and circling the throbbing bundle of nerves.
“Jesus, you’re so wet for me. Does this pretty little pussy need to come?”
All I can do is moan as he plays my body like an instrument. Renzo has me stretched out, arms above my head, legs spread wide, all of me vulnerable and on display for him. Slowly, so damn slowly, he thrusts into me. My walls pulse around his dick, more of my arousal leaking out with each inch he pushes inside.
He stays buried in my pussy, bending down to ghost his lips and nose up and down my throat, making me tremble as goosebumps break out over my skin.
Without warning, Renzo pulls out and slams back inside of me, biting down on my neck at the same time. He growls and does it again, littering my skin with his mark as he fucks me so damn rough.
I tilt my head back, gasping for air as he rips me apart in the best way. Renzo squeezes my breast with his free hand, then pulls my nipple through his teeth, driving me right up to my breaking point.
He keeps me right there, teetering on the sharp edge of ecstasy, each punishing stroke threatening to push me right over the cliff. I hook my ankles behind his back, clinging to him as he grinds his cock into me.
All at once, my orgasm slams into me, stealing the breath in my lungs and the scream on my lips. Renzo lets go of my wrists, letting me claw down his back as he hammers into me, filling me up over and over. My release washes over me, drowning me in an all-consuming bliss.
Renzo lets out a feral roar, slamming into me one last time before emptying himself deep inside of me. I come again, or maybe still, my arms and legs wrapped around Renzo's hard, chiseled body, letting him anchor me.
A shudder ripples through him as he releases one last rope of cum. Our combined orgasms drip out of me and pool on the sheets below. I moan at the sensation, wiggling my hips a bit. His hot body presses against mine as his lips find my collarbone, neck, and ears. Renzo kisses my face until I manage to open my eyes. His gaze is dark with feral satisfaction.
“How’s that for a good Christmas Eve?” he asks with a cocky grin on his face. I would retort with something witty, but my brain is still thoroughly scrambled. Renzo rolls over, both of us groaning when he leaves me. “Don’t look at me like that, baby girl. I might take you again right here, right now.”
“Would that be so bad?” I say with a pout.
Renzo leans over and pulls my bottom lip through his teeth. I try deepening our kiss, but he just gives me a kiss on my nose before standing up. He stretches, his back turned toward me, giving me quite the view. I shamelessly gawk at this incredibly sexy, surprisingly tender man. His back is rippling with muscles, and his tight ass teases me, making me want another round.
