“I know, but I’d feel better if I contributed.”
I studied the determination on Rosie’s face, thinking about how much I loved stubborn-assed women. Except right then, I wished she could be sweet and pliable and do as she was fucking told.
Still, I knew I’d last about two point four seconds with a woman like that, so I acquiesced slightly. “How about we sit down together after the court case, and you do your magic with our finances. We’ll work out a percentage. If I make seventy percent more than you, I pay seventy percent of the mortgage. We do the same for utilities and food, and we set money aside for the kids’ colleges.”
“Donovan,” she breathed.
“Let me do this, baby,” I asked, an almost pleading tone in my voice. “Ineedto do this. It’s my job to look after you and the kids. Let me be the man I need to be.”
Tears filled her eyes, and after a brief hesitation, she nodded.
“I love you,” I rasped, cupping her jaw. “Never thought I’d say those words to any woman. So fucking thankful that I get to say them to you. If I searched a hundred universes in a thousand lifetimes, I’d never find another woman like you.”
Her breath caught, and her eyes welled up again. “Oh my God. Don’t make me cry.”
I ran my thumb over her pouty bottom lip, marveling at its softness. “I’ll never stop being robbed of breath every time you walk in the room, Rosie Woods.” I swiped the tear running down her cheek, and my heart jerked as she leaned down and captured my mouth with hers.
Her body trembled against mine, and I groaned at the faint tang of salt on her lips. A soft hand cupped the back of my neck, her fingernails digging into my nape as if clinging to me was the only way she could stay grounded.
The warmth of her body seeped into my skin, and she whispered, “I can feel how hard you are.”
“You drive me crazy.” I rolled my hips so she could feel the rough denim of my jeans against her soft thighs.
She hummed at the friction, her eyes glazing over as she sat up straight, baring herself to me again.
My eyes roamed over her beautiful breasts, swiftly followed by my hands. I cupped them gently, my thumbs swiping over her nipples. “Fucking obsessed with these tits,” I muttered, leaning forward to take a nipple in my mouth before giving it a hard suck, then I moved across to the other and repeated the action until my woman groaned.
Her hands threaded through my hair, and she held me tightly against her, whispering, “Please don’t stop, honey. You feel so good.”
I moaned the second my mouth found her puckered skin, laving at her until she whimpered. My fingers rolled her other nipple as I feasted, and then swapped over, repeating the action again and again until Rosie was a trembling mess.
Letting out a grunt, my gaze settled on her skin, flushed red because she was so turned on, and my licking turned to sucking while I bit down gently.
I knew it would mark her, and I didn’t care. If I could’ve left my bite on her and paraded her around naked, I would have, just to show the world that Rosie Woods belonged to me.
My woman squirmed against my hips, her thighs catching me in a vise-like grip, then she grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the bed.
I couldn’t stop my low rumble of laughter. I knifed my body up, taking Rosie onto her back, making her shriek.
“You taste like a vanilla cupcake,” I muttered, raining kisses down over her chest and admiring the bruises I’d left on her tits. “Wonder if your pretty, wet pussy tastes the same way?”
Her eyes flashed wickedly. “Only one way to find out, babe.”
I kissed the concave between her breasts, working my way down her body and dipping my tongue into her navel just as Rosie reached down and pulled at the shoulders of my tee. I leaned up slightly and held my arms out so she could whip it off before going back to taste the skin of her soft stomach while hooking my hands under her knees and spreading her legs apart.
“You know how pretty you are?” I rasped.
She went up on her elbows, looked down, and whimpered, “Oh my God.”
“You want me to eat you?”
She nodded.
“Say it.”
Without hesitation, she breathed, “Please, baby, eat me.”
“You wanna come?” I growled.
