“Yes.” I seal my mouth to hers, swiping my tongue inside to curl with hers, moving her body onto my lap in a straddle, and she exhales a soft noise that registers straight to my hardening cock.
Flexing my arms around her back, I hold her bare chest against mine, loving the feel of her softness against my strength.
I look around the room. “We’ve got to pack you up.”
“What are you saying?” The words slip from her lips on a sigh, and she presses her lips to my shoulder.
I quickly lean down to kiss her. “You’re moving into my house. I want you in my bed. Every night.”
“What about Maddie?” Her lips are like brands against my skin.
“It was her idea.”
She stretches higher in my arms, placing her hands on my neck as she traces her lips along my jaw. “I’ll move in with you when we’re married.”
I dip my chin, capturing her mouth again with mine. “Are you afraid I won’t go through with it? You’re wrong. I’m ready to marry you right now. Right here.”
“No…” Her mouth is on my shoulder, and I feel the light sting of her teeth as she places her lips on my skin and sucks.
I exhale a groan, knowing it’s going to leave a mark. My cock is hard, and I grip her ass in my hands, sliding her body forward and back to ease the ache. Her mouth breaks away with a moan.
“Why not, then?” My hands trace her sides, lifting her breasts and sliding my thumbs over her taut nipples.
“I can’t leave Maverick here alone.” Her fingers thread inmy hair as I bend down to kiss and pull one between my lips before moving to the other. “He’ll be so sad,” she sighs.
“He’ll manage.” I lower her onto the mattress on her back, kissing my way lower to her navel. “He’s a big boy.”
“We can spend the night together, but I can’t move out.” Her hips lift as I pull her PJ pants down the length of her thighs.
“Sure, you can.” Hooking my fingers in the sides of her underwear, I have them gone just as fast. “I’ll show you how easy it is.”
Covering her pussy with my mouth, I sweep my tongue inside to circle her clit firmly. Her hips rise, and exhales a loud moan. My palms hold her soft ass, and I feast on her as her fingers curl into my hair.
“Owen…” It’s an urgent cry, and she rocks her hips in time with the movement of my tongue.
Faster and faster. Her fingers flex and tighten, pulling my face closer. Her moans turn to chants. She’s softly swearing in a way that makes me crazy. It’s like we’re sharing a dirty secret about how much she wants to fuck me.
I circle again and again until she breaks with a loud sound, shuddering against my face in quick, jerky movements.
“Oh, God, stop,” she laughs, doing her best to roll away from me. “I’m too sensitive.”
I have her firmly in my grasp, and I kiss the side of her hip, making my way higher to her belly, then her waist.
Placing my hands on each side of her in the bed, I hover over her body, looking down at her flushed and beautiful. “I need to fuck you now, my beautiful wife.”
A lazy smile curls her sexy lips. “You say that like it’s already happened.”
I lean down to kiss her. “In my mind, it happened agesago. Somewhere around the first time you looked up at me with those bright eyes. The first time I heard you laugh. The first time you hugged my daughter.”
She exhales a sigh, and I kiss her again, rising onto my knees. I unbutton my jeans, sliding them down my hips, ready to plunge into her sweet, slippery depths.
I lift a leg to remove them when her cool fingers curl around my hot erection. My forehead tightens, and I can’t move as she pulls my tip into her mouth.
“Gina…” I place my palm gently against the side of her cheek, doing my best to hold on as my vision tunnels.
Round, green eyes blink up at me, her lips surrounding my dick, and her head bobs as she pulls me deeper, all the way to the back of her throat.
“Jesus…” I groan, my fingers curling in her hair. “That feels so good.”
