Lightly smacking his arm, I said, “Shouldn’t you ask me first? There’s a form to follow, you know.”
“There is?”
“Yeah. Buying an engagement ring, kneel, beg me to marry you, slide it on my finger.”
“Oh. I recall hearing something about that once.”
“Then plan the wedding, send invitations, order a cake and flowers.”
“I thought we might get one of those drive-thru weddings in Las Vegas.”
I snorted. “That’s about as romantic as doing your taxes.”
“That’s me. Mr. Romantic.”
“I’d like a honeymoon cruise through the Caribbean,” I commented with a sigh. “The three of us. Leave the cats and dog at home.”
“Declan will insist his cats come along.”
“I love his devotion to his cats, but they stay home. End of discussion.”
His chuckle vibrated against my ear. “Now you sound like a mother.”
“I hope I’ll be a good mother.”
“You’ll be the best.”
His finger under my chin lifted my face toward his. His mouth enclosed mine in a sweet, passionate, and loving kiss. Parting my lips, his tongue slipped inside and danced the tango, licking my teeth and turning my pussy into a wet, throbbing mess.
I wore a lightweight set of linen pajamas. His hand had little trouble in sliding between the thin elastic and my skin to toy and tease my clit. I moaned, my excitement growing, my lust rising. I opened my legs, leaning my back against his chest.Kissing had to stop, but the foreplay did not. Avery caressed my flesh under my top, cupping my breasts and teasing my nipples into hard pebbles.
Unable to return the favor, I laid against him and simply enjoyed the erotic pleasure his talented hands brought me. My pussy hummed and quivered, craving more, needing his thick, long cock buried deep within it. I tried to push that need aside, but his fingers, his oh so long and gifted fingers brought me to my first orgasm.
I shut my jaw in order to not cry out at the exquisite pleasure romping through me. Still, I moaned, unable to prevent that sound from escaping my lips. My pussy spasmed, quaking, and I rode the high as I might a bucking horse.
Gasping for breath, I turned in Avery’s arms. “My turn to pleasure you.”
I slid down his body until I knelt on the carpet. He pulled his thick shaft from his sweatpants and guided the head into my waiting mouth. Now he groaned, his fingers tangled in my hair, while I sucked his cock, licking, taking him in as deeply as I could. It didn’t take him long before he, too, orgasmed, shooting his come into my throat.
I swallowed his salty seed, half thinking I may need to wait before he’d fill my pussy. I need not have worried. Avery’s shaft stayed hard. He lifted me from my knees and pulled me onto his lap. I knelt on the couch over his thighs and pointed his cockhead at my pussy.
Then dropped my full weight on it.
The mix of pleasure and pain as his shaft filled me, spread me wide, made me gasp. Avery bucked his hips upward, and within moments we had a nice rhythm going. His cockhead nudged against my G-spot, and the intense pleasure flooded my loins. Deep inside me, my second climax swelled, rocking through me like a tornado.
Avery followed close behind, his cock spasming his seed into my pussy. Though I wasn’t quite ready for pregnancy, at that moment, I didn’t care if his sperm was successful. I clasped my hands behind his head and kissed him with all the love I felt within my heart.
“I love you,” I muttered thickly. “Forever. You’re mine.”
Avery kissed me. “I am yours, my blood, my heart. Our lives have been linked from beyond time.”
I leaned my brow against his. “Fated to be together?”
“Yeah. Maybe we were star crossed lovers in another life.”
“I wouldn’t be at all surprised.”
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