Alex tilted her head back to look into his eyes. “I overheard you telling Brent.”
“Good thing I didn’t try to buy one.”
“That close to Christmas? It would have been a sin.” She kissed his chin. “Are we ready to go, then?”
“No, I have something else for you.”
Her brows went up. “What? No.”
“Oh, yeah.” Simply because he could, Grant kissed her. When she closed her eyes and parted her lips, he ran his tongue along hers. She tasted like toothpaste. The urge to cup her breasts tempted him, to take things further and bring her back to bed. He never could get enough of her. Her gift might as well have burned a hole in his pocket straight through to his leg. It was time to give it to her.
He pulled back from the kiss but didn’t let her go. “Alex, I’ve waited for many years to find someone I cared enough about to introduce them to my sister. I never thought I’d find a woman I wanted to take a vacation with, or to want to devote all my time to. It’s because I was waiting for you.” He watched a tear leak out of the corner of one of her eyes, and he kissed her once more. “I don’t want to wait anymore. I love you, and I want to love you for the rest of my life.”
Grant stepped away from her, then, and Alex cried in earnest when he dropped to one knee. He pulled a box out of his pocket and held it out to her.
“Grant!”
“Alexandra Banks, will you marry me?”
She stood there frozen while he looked up expectantly. “I . . .”
“Alex?” He shifted on his knee, suddenly terrified that she would turn him down.
“Grant, I . . .” She dropped to her knees and launched herself at him, knocking them both over. The ring box fell under the bed as Alex rained kisses over his face. “You silly, amazing man.”
“Does that mean you’ll marry me?” he asked. He was flat on his back and Alex was straddling him.
She wiped her lipstick off his face. “I would love to!”
“Thank God.”
“I’m sorry! You stunned me.” She kissed him a few more times. “You take my breath away.”
“I want to live with you, Alex.” He pushed her hair over her shoulder. “My place, your place, somewhere new. I don’t care where. I don’t care how long you want to be engaged, either. I just want you to be mine.”
She shifted her hips, feeling his erection as it grew underneath her. It felt amazing through her leggings. “Iamyours, Grant.”
She’d gone breathless. He gripped her hips to press her harder against him. “We’re going to be late if we continue this.”
“That’s okay.” She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it, then unhooked her bra and sent it sailing. Grant immediately cupped her the way he’d longed to do earlier. He flicked her nipples and watched her head fall back, her long hair reaching his legs. He lifted his pelvis to press into her but needed more direct contact.
“Alex, take off your pants.”
She got up and stripped them and her underwear off. Grant took the opportunity to get up and undress, too. Alex pushed on his chest until he sat on the bed.
“I liked being on top. Lay down, babe.”
Grant scooted to the middle of the bed. He squeezed the base of his cock to keep from coming at the sight of her pussy as she spread her legs to straddle him. He could see how wet she was, and when she sank onto his cock, he felt it.
“God, woman.”
Alex pinched her nipples and moved up and down on his rigid cock. He felt so good inside her, filling her up the way only he could.
He’d never felt such feelings of possession before. He needed her in his life, not just once in a while, but all the time. He sat up, holding her close and kissing her. Alex rearranged her legs and rocked her pelvis with his. They kissed and held each other as they neared their release. She moaned his name.
“All mine, Alex. You’re all mine.”
“Yours,” she agreed, moving faster. “I belong to you.”
The friction of his pelvis against her clit was intense. His cock was so deep, her pussy stretched around him, and he was all she knew. Her muscles locked down, and she gripped his shoulders as her orgasm took over. Two more pushes into her sweet pussy was all it took for him to empty everything inside her.
“I love you so much.” His breathing came in choppy gasps.
“I love you.”
“You knocked the ring under the bed,” he pointed out.
She sighed and rested her cheek on his shoulder. “I’m sure I’ll love it.”
