His lips travel down my neck, peppering kisses over my collarbone, and he slides one hand up to cup my breast.
“Two,” he groans, circling my hard nipple through my dress with his thumb.
“Six,” I counter.
He yanks the neckline of my dress down, freeing one breast. His hot mouth engulfs it, and he sucks.
“Sterling,” I whimper.
“Four,” he murmurs, flicking his tongue over it as his other hand continues to circle me down over his dick.
“Four?” I gasp as he slides one hand up my thigh beneath my dress.
“Four,” he repeats.
He slips his thumb underneath the edge of my wet panties and presses it to my clit. He rubs in circles, and I sink my hands into his hair as he sucks and kisses my breast.
“Deal,” I gasp as he slides two fingers inside me.
“Good girl,” he rumbles, lifting his head.
His blue eyes capture mine and we stare at one another as he fucks me slowly with his fingers. My breathing quickens and I pull his lips to mine, kissing him as I dig my knees into the couch cushions so I can ride his hand.
He gives me a sexy smile as I work myself up and down it, my fingernails scraping his scalp with how good it feels.
“Just so you know,” I pant, shuddering as he curls his fingers and rubs my G-spot. “I’d have done it in one if you’d insisted.”
His eyes glitter with amusement. “And just so you know, if I’d had to, I’d have waited nine.”
He dips his head to suck my nipple again, making me cry out.
“Sterling,” I moan as my wetness covers his hand.
“Hallie,” he mumbles as he sucks.
“That feels so good.”
“Youfeel so damn perfect,” he groans, bringing his lips back to mine and kissing me hungrily. “If you really need to take nine months to plan it, then I’ll wait. I’ll be a man on the edge, counting down every single day, but if it’ll make you happy?—”
“Four,” I whisper into his kiss. “I don’t want to wait, either.”
“I’ll give you everything,” he promises, his voice deep and hoarse as my thighs tremble.
“You already have.”
A lust-filled gasp hitches my breath as my body clenches around his fingers. I run my fingers through the hair at the back of his head before trailing one along his jaw.
“And I’m going to give you the most incredible wedding you’ve ever seen. In four months’ time,” I whisper against his lips as my core pulls tight. “Okay?”
“Okay,” he replies, holding my eyes. “Four months.”
I cry as my orgasm hits, sending my body hurtling into waves of pleasure around his fingers, each one gripping him tighter than the last.
His eyes blaze into mine as he maintains his pace in and out of my body, wringing out every spark of delicious release from me like they all belong to him.
He tears his zipper down and repositions me, replacing his fingers with the fat head of his cock.
“I’m going to fuck you fast and hard. But it’s only a warmup, just so you know,” he groans, holding me above the tip of him. “I said I wanted to make love to my fiancée, and that requires you being naked so I can kiss every inch of you.”
