I came.
Instantly.
I cried out as the climax washed over me, but he continued to move and built another orgasm in me as he fucked me like I’d never been fucked before.
Then, suddenly the vibrator was gone, and he was gripping my hips, slamming into me harder and harder with each thrust.
“Now,” I screamed, and let myself go, falling onto my stomach as he continued to bury himself deep.
He let out a quiet grunt, then his body stilled as his dick pulsed inside of me, and he rolled us onto our sides in spoon formation, keeping us connected. “Jesus, I missed you.”
“Same, honey.”
“Your tits are bigger,” he mused.
“I told you about the Wavy Lay’s diet, right?”
He chuckled. “You gonna marry me?”
“Are you seriously asking?” I craned my neck, and he kissed me gently.
“Yeah.”
“What happened to you never marrying again?” I asked.
“You happened.”
“I need to look at you.”
“Let me clean you up real quick,” he said, sliding out of me and heading to the bathroom. I rolled to face him just as he returned with a warm washcloth and settled it between my legs.
He stretched out beside me and pulled me onto his chest. “Marry me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Baby, I wouldn’t ask you if I wasn’t sure.” He gave me a squeeze. “But you need to make sureyou’resure, because divorce isn’t an option.”
“What about Teddy?”
“What about him?”
“What if I want him to live with us?”
He shrugged. “Then he’ll live with us.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, Dimples. We can build a home on club land that’ll accommodate all of us.”
“You can make that decision?”
He smiled. “I own it, so fuck, yes I can.”
“You own it?”
“Yeah. Morgan inherited it from her pops when he died, and I inherited it… well, after.”
I bit my lip. “You don’t think this is fast?”
