Page 70 of Stealing Pretty


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Gray growled, then rutted his hips against Jameson. “I’ll make sure you know it,” he said. “I’ll remind you every time I kiss you.” He kissed Jameson on the cheek, then growled again. “And every time I hold you,” he added, sinking his fingers into Jameson’s ass with a firm squeeze. “And every time I fuck you.”

Jameson whimpered his approval. “Forever,” he said. “I want you to do that forever.”

“I love it, beautiful.”

Jameson squeezed Gray a little closer. “And once we’re settled into our new home, I’m going to ask you to marry me.”

Gray gasped. “You’re not supposed to tell me that,” he laughed.

“You won’t know when it’s going to happen,” Jameson teased. “Or where or how. But right when you least expect it…”

Gray laughed, then swooped Jameson to the side, taking him in a dip. “You think you can pull one over on me, beautiful? Catch me by surprise?”

Jameson grinned, then brushed his lips across his boyfriend’s. “I think we’re going to spend the rest of our lives surprising each other. Don’t you?”

“Every damn day,” Gray agreed. “I’m counting on it.”

The end