“Is that all?” His eyes flared with the challenge. “You tease.” He cupped my neck as he thrust his fingers in and out. It was new for me—to love being claimed by him around my throat.
His hand was so large, and he was so strong, but his grip was so soft and gentle that the juxtaposition turned me on even more. “Yes,” I moaned, closing my eyes as the orgasm neared.
“No, baby. Gaze on me. Don’t take this away from me. You know I love watching your eyes when you come.” His breathing picked up, and his erection dug into my back as I stared at him in the mirror. Callum demanded me to stare at him when I came, and every time, it drove him wild.
I was feeling a little wild tonight. “I’m close.”
“Such a good girl.” He sucked my neck as he pumped me harder. “My future wife is so fucking hot.”
“Oh, have I met her?”
“Fuck, Ivy.” He laughed and removed his fingers immediately. “You wanting to rile me up tonight? Is that your plan?”
“What if it is?”
I couldn’t stop my smile as Callum sat me on the counter and spread my thighs wide. I was so wet, and we both could tell.
“Are you going to just stare between my legs or do something about it?”
“I fucking love your mouth.” He gripped my throat and kissed me hard, sucking my tongue for a beat before groaning. “Sounds like I need to remind you that the only person I’d get on my knees for is my wife.”
“Then why are you standing?”
His eyes flared as he dropped down and sucked my clit with one loud sound. He spread my lips and ate me hard and fast, damn well knowing I wouldn’t come like that. “Marry me.”
“Is that a question?” I dug my fingers into his hair, urging him to keep licking me. This was an ongoing bit we did. He’d ask, I’d deflect. This was the first time he’d said it while his tongue was inside me though. “I need to come, Callum.”
“Then say yes.” He stuck his tongue inside me, humming against me to the point I was right there. So close. “Say yes, then I’ll let you come.”
“Bribery isn’t sexy.” I arched my back but then he jumped up and removed his pants in half a second. His very large and hard cock sprung out, and he slammed into me with one motion. “Fuck, yes, you feel good.”
“I want my future wife to come on my cock while looking at me.” He thrust, the muscles on his arms bulging as he gripped my thighs. “My perfect, beautiful, sexy as fuck Ivy. Show me your eyes, please.”
Maybe it was the deepness of his voice or the way he called me his future wife a million times, but I loved him heart and soul. Each thrust had me moaning and gripping the counter tighter. His body was beautiful, so thick and strong. Watching his muscles constrict while he fucked me had me even hotter. My pussy pounded with want as I cried out. “That feels so good,” I said.
“Come for me. Be loud.” He demanded a lot from me in sex, and I loved it. He pushed me and I had never experienced so much pleasure. He pinched my clit, and I came apart. “Yes, Callum, yes!”
“That’s my wife.” He grinned as he let me ride it out. “So fucking sexy.”
My skin buzzed with electricity as I came down, but Callum didn’t let me rest for long. He bent low and sucked one nipple long and hard, nipping the end as he pistoned even faster. The past year had been the best of my life. More laughter and joy, inside jokes, and experiences. He proposed often enough for it to be a joke, but the need to wait wasn’t there anymore. We lived together. We had a life together. We were so damn happy, and there was no reason to stall. I wanted to be Ivy O’Toole.
“Eyes on me,futurehusband. When you come in me, I want to watch.”
He froze. His large blue eyes widened as he stared at me with parted lips. “What did you call me?”
“You heard me.”
“Say it again.” He swallowed so hard his Adam’s apple bobbed. “Please, Ivy Lee. Say it again.”
“I need to come again, future husband.”
“Fuck.” He closed his eyes as he rested his forehead on my shoulder. “I wasn’t expecting this. I had a plan. You weren’t… fuck, baby. Is this for real?”
I ran my fingers up and down his back, nodding as my eyes prickled. “Yes. You can tell me the plan later, but right now, I need your cock.”
He moaned as he lifted his head, his eyes a little watery. Just like that, the mood changed, and he slowed down. Yes, we were still on the counter, but he stared at me differently. “I’m memorizing everything about this moment. Every little thing because you are perfect.”
“So are you, Callum.”
