I blinked, “What do you mean?” He leaned into my face his forehead against mine.
“Cameron knew I was done sleeping with useless women, he knew I was over with playing the game. He knew I needed someone to love, so he placed you in my lap knowing that the moment I tasted you I would never be able to let you go.” The words of his confession fanned against my cheeks and I could feel fresh tears forming in my eyes.
“I want you to fuck me, Mr. Nelson. Please take me.” I begged my lips skimming against his. There was no denying that he was in it for the long haul, not when he flicked the button on my jeans and pulled them down my legs ever so slowly. Or when his lips pressed against mine sealing our fates together.
“You’re mine baby. All mine. Forever. For always.” He whispered in my ear his hands gripping onto the sides of my panties. Everything else in the world faded away, the pain, the sorrow, the anger and rage I had for the things that had happened to us. The only thing left was love.
Chapter Nine
Eight Months Later
“Fuck…” I hissed out between clenched teeth as I watched between hooded eyes as she danced for me, her hips swaying to the beat of their own drum. It had been eight months since she came into my life looking for a job. Eight months since we first had sex and eight months since I found my best friend, and soul mate.
“Do you like what you see Mr. Nelson?” Her pink tongue slid across her bottom lip and it took everything in me to stay seated in my chair.
“You know damn well that I do…” I growled trying to tame the beast inside me. I did after all have other plans before I fucked her into oblivion. Plans that consisted of asking her to become Mrs. Nelson.
Her blue eyes twinkled in the moonlight that cast just inside the window. All I could see was her body moving and creeping closer to me, so close that if I lifted my hand I would be touching her.
“Do you love me?” The question sprung from nowhere and I eyed her with confusion. Why would she ask me such a strange question? Giving myself very little time to think about it, I grabbed her by the waist, pulling her down on to my lap. She smiled like a naughty little girl as she adjusted herself on my boner.
“Why would you ask such a question when you know I’ve loved you since the moment I met you?” I shoved a lock of her strawberry blonde hair behind her ear, my heart thudded loudly in my ears because I knew I would be revealing my surprise to her very soon.
She bit her bottom lip and tilted her head at me as if she was trying to read me. The ring, and the question I needed to ask her weighing heavily on my mind.
“I just…” She started but I couldn’t let her finish, she had already questioned my love for her and I wanted to make certain that she understood just how much she owned me, just how much I needed her.
“Shhh..” I placed a finger against her lips, reaching into my pocket where the ring was. I snagged it with my finger, the meaning of it poured through me more than I expected. “I’ve wanted to ask you to be my wife since the day you cooked me meatloaf without burning it, you remember that day?”
She nodded her head yes, tears fell from her eyes as she realized what it was that was taking place. Her small hand took the three carat diamond ring right out of my hand, her eyes examining it before I even got the chance to put it on her finger or ask her if she wanted to be my wife.
“I don’t know what to say Ryan.” More tears stained her cheeks. “I have a surprise for you, too.” It was my turn to be curious now. Still I needed her to answer me before we moved onto the next surprise.
“Say yes. Say you’ll be Mrs. Nelson. Then tell me what your surprise is.” I begged even though I knew the answer was yes, I just wanted to hear her say it. I wanted to hear her say yes to being Mrs. Nelson.
“Yes. Yes. Of course. You know I want to be your wife Ryan.” She slipped the ring on her own finger and wrapped her arms around my larger frame squeezing the life out of me. The need to be inside of her was stronger than ever and as she pulled away, I peppered her throat, and chest with kisses.
“Thank fuck, because if you said no I would have to spank the fuck out of that sweet ass of yours.” The words came out in a mumble against her skin. I could hear the steady beat of her heart beneath my lips and knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Her slow steady breaths turning into hot deep pants. I could feel the heat of her pussy against my jeans and suddenly there seemed to be far too many layers separating our bodies.
“I have to tell you something…” The words came out in a moan and as much as I wanted to know what it was that she needed to tell me I also wanted sink deep into her and forget about the world for awhile.