She turned to find John already in the driver’s seat, and Tom holding the back door open with a knowing smile.“I’m getting in the car now.”She paused, glancing toward the police cruiser as it rolled away, lights still flashing.“Do we need to go give a statement?”she asked Tom.
“Get in the car!”Rylan snarled through the phone.“We’ll give statements later.Tom’s already sent the video evidence to the police—he’s been coordinating with them the whole time.”There was a sigh, and she pictured him dragging a hand over his face.“Just…I need to see you, Natalie.I need to know you’re safe.”
She slid into the back seat.As soon as Tom closed his door, John pulled away, the SUV eating up the streets back to Rylan’s home.
Ten minutes later, they rolled into the drive.Rylan was already there, striding toward them.Before the SUV had fully stopped, he yanked the door open and pulled her into his arms.
She yelped in surprise, but melted against him instantly.
“Say it again,” he ordered, pressing her back against the side of the vehicle before his mouth claimed hers.
Normally, Natalie would be self-conscious about others seeing her kissing anyone, but when Rylan kissed her, she tended to forget there was anything or anyone else in the world besides him.He overwhelmed her.Thankfully, John and Tom stepped away, giving them privacy for this conversation.
When Rylan finally lifted his mouth, they were both panting.He pressed his forehead against hers, his hands inching their way under the silk blouse she wore.
“Say it,” he urged.
“I love you,” she whispered, a bit shy now.But then his hands cupped her breasts and she groaned.
“I love you so damn much!”he replied back.“Tell me you’ll marry me.”
That wasn’t what she’d been expecting.“Let’s go upstairs”, or “damn that sounds nice” were two phrases she’d hoped would come next.But marriage?
“Rylan,” she huffed, grabbing his wrists and looking up at him.She suddenly realized that her legs were wrapped around his waist and he had her pinned against the SUV.Laughing, she pushed against his shoulders and he carefully lowered her to the ground.
“What’s wrong?”he asked, leaning in to kiss her again.
“Stop!”she laughed, turning her head.But the dratted man was undeterred.Instead of kissing her lips, he found the spot right under her ear.He’d discovered that spot the second time they’d made love and had perfected his technique almost immediately.“Rylan!We need to talk.”
“Go ahead.Talk about anything you want to discuss,” he urged, pinching her nipple through the lace of her white bra.
She hissed, her back arching and there were no more words.A moment later, he lifted her into his arms, carrying her up the stairs.For a moment, Natalie was a bit self-conscious of the fact that there were about ten people somewhere in his home.But then he slammed the door to his bedroom behind them and kissed her deeply.
While stripping off her clothes.
The man was extremely efficient.
Once he had her on her back and was looming over her, only then did he continue the subject.“So, when are we getting married?”he asked, taking her nipple in his mouth.And sucking!Hard!
Natalie couldn’t concentrate.She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him as close as she could.She didn’t want to discuss marriage or anything else just now.She wanted him inside her, thrusting and filling her up.
“Whenever,” she hissed, pulling his head away.He allowed that, but only so that he could move to the other one.He nibbled on that one first, then sucked on the tip while one hand moved lower, sliding between her legs.One finger moved inside of her and Natalie almost shrieked with frustration.His thumb flicked against that nub and she nearly climaxed right then and there.
“We’re going to get a ring right after this,” he announced, sliding two fingers into her tight sheath.His mouth moved lower, but Natalie wanted him inside her too badly to wait.So, she pushed against his shoulders, pressing him onto his back then straddling his hips.She grabbed his arms and pressed them against the mattress on either side of his head.“You’re cheating,” she told him, then reached into the drawer beside the bed where she knew the condoms were kept.She grabbed one, ripped open the package, then muttered, “I need to get on birth control.”
With his hands free, he was able to cup her breasts.“How many kids do you want?”he asked her, stroking his thumb over her pink nipples.
Natalie closed her eyes, rolling her hips against his erection, feeling him press against that nub.With a frustrated gasp, she pulled back and rolled the condom down over his shaft.“We’re not talking about kids right now,” she warned him, then positioned herself above him.With a sigh, she lowered herself down, gasping as his throbbing erection filled her.Once she settled, relaxing her muscles, she started to ride him, pressing her hands against his chest.He did the same, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples with every thrust, exactly how she loved it.
Her muscles tightened, slowly climbing that cliff until…stars burst around her.She felt him pinching her nipples as her body shuddered with a brilliant explosion of pleasure.The next moment, she felt his hands grip her hips as he began thrusting into her.Hard!She almost forgot to breathe as another climax washed over her until he found his own pleasure.Moments later, he pulled her down, hugging her close as their bodies drained of tension.
For a long time, Natalie dozed in his arms, feeling completely relaxed.She felt him get up and go into the bathroom to clean up, then come back, still completely naked and shockingly enticing.
When he pulled her into his arms this time, they were both coherent.“When will you marry me?”
Natalie didn’t answer right away.Her gaze stayed locked on his, searching for something—truth, maybe, or the smallest crack in his resolve.“Do you really love me?”
“Yes,” he said without hesitation.“I know you think I’m a player.That I’ll get bored and move on to someone else.”His head shook slowly, deliberately.“That’s not going to happen.”
