“Are you okay?” There was concern in his voice.
“I’m good. I mean,” she panted, “I’m great. Keep going.” She pushed back and he slipped all the way into her on tight thrust.
“Holy fuck!” He groaned. “You feel unbelievable.”
He slowly pulled back and slammed into her.
She moaned and increased the speed on the egg. Her ass tightened around him involuntarily.
“God, Jordan…”
She wiggled to get him to move. He slipped back and drove in. Harder. Faster. In quicker succession. Her clit twitched at the vibration of the egg.
“Oh my…oh God.” Her hand shook as her body went taut. She pulled the egg away and brought it back to the super sensitive skin she was rubbing it on. His drives grew in force. She turned the egg to a higher speed.
He cursed. She held the egg right on her clit and the quick unraveling in her * had her shuddering and gasping for air. Her climax rushed her. It was so intense she was left breathless and shaking. Her ass squeezed at his cock hard. He came in short jerks into her ass. She tried to catch her breath but her lungs were still shuddering from how hard she’d come.
She dropped the egg and sunk to the bed. Aric bounced off the bed. She was too liquefied to wonder where he’d gone. Moments later, he was wiping her ass with a wet wash cloth. Afterwards he got back into bed and held her in his arms.
“You know, if you make my brain turn to mush and my legs to jelly every time we have sex, I may have to tie you to this bed and never let you go.”
He laughed. “Baby, you won’t need to tie me. I’m always going to be here willingly. Jordan, I have a question for you.” He sounded so insecure she had to glance at his face.
“What’s wrong?”
“I…” He lifted to a sitting position and took her with him. He cupped her face in his hands. “I love you.”
She smiled. “I love you too.”
“I don’t ever want us to be apart.”
“We won’t be.” She tried to calm whatever it was that was bothering him.
“Okay then. So you’ll do it?”
She raised her brows. Clearly she missed something in there somewhere. “Do what?”
“Will you marry me?” He picked up a box he’d set next to him on the bed and opened it to show off a beautiful and unique diamond ring.
She sighed. There were no longer nerves, only absolute happiness. The man she loved, the family she’d come to love, all loved her back. Unconditionally. That was the best feeling in the world.
“You’re the only woman I have ever envisioned spending my life with.”
Tears rolled down her cheeks. Aric was her one. He’d been her one at thirteen and he’d never stop being her one true love. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
She let him put the ring on her finger and snuggled into him on the bed. She should probably wait a few minutes before licking her way down his body like she was visualizing. He was being so romantic and here she wanted to get him inside her again. She was so perverted. And she couldn’t find it in her to feel even a little bad about it.
Chapter Twelve
“Congratulations!” Ellie rushed inside and enveloped Jordan in a tight hug.
“What did we miss?” Emma was followed into the house by Karla and Nicole. Ellie yanked her hand in front of her and displayed it for the other women to see Jordan’s engagement ring.
Everyone spoke at the same time. Jordan swore she was hugged more than a stuffed animal is by a child. Let’s not forget to add deaf to the list. She winced every time they screamed in excitement.
“Calm down already. I didn’t get married…yet.”
The squealing started anew. She laughed and let them gush over her ring and how beautiful it was. Two little wolves meeting at the nose with a solitaire diamond between their muzzles. It was a very creative ring. One of the little wolves had yellow stones for eyes, while the other had grey stones. Aric had gone above and beyond to create something uniquely theirs.
Once they finally calmed, they noticed her surprise.
“Is my mother here?” Ellie asked, sniffing and heading for the kitchen.
“Oh my God, she has to be because that smells divine.” Emma gave a cheeky grin. “No offense, Jordan. You cook really well, but Mrs. Wolfe has magic hands when it comes to delicious food.”
Jordan folded her hands over her chest. “I’m going to remember that the next time you want empanadas.”
“Oooh! You’re in trouble, Emma. I love your empanadas, Jordan.”
“What did you do to your hair?” Jordan frowned. She hadn’t seen Nic since she’d been at the hospital, and now that she inhaled, there was a particular scent on her. Heck, all her friends smelled…different.
“She got highlights.” Karla grinned, tugging on one of Nic’s long honey-toned curls. Nic slapped her hand away.
“I needed a change.”