“Oh, babe,” I muttered against her throat, nipping her neck. “You just agreed to be my wife. There isn’t a thing I won’t be doing to you tonight.”
Her laugh turned into a gasp as I tightened my hold and started walking. I carried her all the way back to the villa, kissing her neck the entire time. Each one sent a bolt of heat straight through me, settling low and hard. All I could see as we made our way back was the ring I’d given her catching in the sunset.
I practically kicked the door open, threw her gently on the bed like I’d been waiting to do it all day. We were both breathless. Her dress had ridden up, the straps falling off her shoulders like she was already halfway unwrapped for me.
Fuck. I’d never wanted her more.
Her chest was rising and falling, breasts straining against the bodice, rounder than ever. Her hair was a mess, her lips swollen from a the roughness of my own. She looked wild.
This was the woman carrying my child. Myfiancée. My soon-to-be wife. I dropped to my knees on the edge of the bed, pushed her flat on her back, and claimed her mouth deeply.
She moaned as my hand slid between her thighs, andfuck me. “No underwear?” I rasped. “You were ready for this, were you, Mrs Taylor?”
Her head tipped back with a filthy little moan. “Say that again.”
“What?” I murmured, trailing kisses down her jaw, my fingers stroking her always wet, swollen pussy. “Mrs Taylor? You like the sound of that, babe?”
“Mhm.” Her voice was breathy.
I pulled back just enough to look at her face. “Well, I like the sound you’re making whilst my fingers are teasing your pussy right now.”
I circled her clit with my thumb as I slid a finger inside her, then another, and holy fuck, she was dripping for me. Her hips rolled into it, greedily. She didn’t hold back anymore. Not with me.
“Don’t come yet,” I whispered, moving down and kissing the soft skin of her stomach. “I need to taste you when you do.”
I pushed her dress up over her hips, then stripped it off entirely. I had to pause for a second just to take her in. She was propped up on her elbows, knees parted wide open, bare, beautiful, and swollen with my child.
I swear I growled. Then I buried my face between her thighs and ravaged her like she deserved.
My tongue found her clit and flicked it over and over, then slowed, circling it with the kind of precision that made her gasp. She fisted my hair, grinding up into my face.
“You fucking bastard,” she choked out as I hit every single spot.
I smiled against her skin. “I know you, Katie. Every fucking inch of you.”
I sucked on her clit and pumped two fingers inside her, curling them just right. Her moans got louder, sharper. I knew she was close.
“You can scream, babe,” I rasped. “There’s no one here but me.”
Her body locked tight, thighs trembling as I pushed her right over the edge.
“F-fuck…Jordan,” she cried, her back arching as she came hard, wet and perfect around my fingers. I didn’t stop until her legs were twitching and she collapsed flat on the bed, breathless. She lay there for a moment with her arm slung across her eyes, breathing hard. I’d started moving up the bed on my knees toward her, when suddenly she got up and shoved me by my shoulders.
“Jesus babe,” I said, letting her. Letting her shove me back against the headboard with a wicked little smirk on her face as she practically climbed me like a tree.
“Oh, you think you’re the big shot around here, do you?” she asked, tugging at the waistband of my boxers.
My eyebrows hit my hairline. “Fuck.”
“Why are these still on?” she murmured, slipping her hand inside and pulling my cock out…hard, leaking, and dying for her.
She pushed the shorts down my legs, then kissed her way down my chest, slow and filthy, taking her time. When she flicked her hair back and looked up at me, my cock twitched.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Maybe I need to propose to you every day.”
She slung her leg over me, straddling me now. The image of her was like every fantasy I’d ever had. I didn’t get much time to take her in fully before she grinned and rolled her hips down over mine, sinking onto my cock with a gasp. Tight, and warm, and fucking perfect.
My eyes nearly rolled back. “Holy shit…I want to ruin you tonight.”
