“So what should we do about that, bodyguard?”
She seemed to consider it for a moment before she turned to the couple at the nearest table diagonal from ours and cheerfully waved at them with her middle finger. They looked on in horror and finally turned back to their meal.
“How’s that for inappropriate?”
“God, you’re a monster,” I accused in a high pitch.
She giggled and peeked at me from under her eyelashes. “Can I be your monster?”
“That depends on you and if you can handle the job. I’m not easily scared.”
“I had something else in mind as your monstrous bodyguard.”
“Yeah? What?”
“What if we got married?” Her eyes changed from confident and playful to terrified and unsure.
What the fuck just happened?
“Did you just propose to me?”
“No.”
Well fuck. Why did her denial of a proposal irritate me?
“I’m a traditional romantic, and I just think it would be nice to know if it’s on the table.”
The only thing my mind could consider being on the table right now was her naked body as I fucked her.
“It’s definitely on the table.”
“Good.” Satisfied, she picked up her menu. I closed a hand around it before she could open it.
“But I’d be careful the next time you feel the need to test the waters. I just might accept it.”
“Noted.”
The waiter returned with our drinks and took our orders. After a peaceful meal, we returned home where I made love to my ‘almost’ fiancée.
The next morning, I was up before her and thought of the perfect way to bring her back to the world of the living. She was already on her back, so I slid down and spread her legs gently. She moaned and I tensed, waiting for her to wake. When she didn’t, I gripped her thighs softly and dove in. I was salivating by the time my tongue first touched her pussy. The pounding I gave her last night was evident, so I took my time and worshiped her right. I knew the moment she came awake.
“Keep your hands above your head.”
“Why do you always do this to me?” she gasped. I flicked my tongue across her clit before answering.
“Do what? Want to know how each taste is better than the last? Bring you pleasure?” I didn’t wait for her answer. I tortured her with my mouth until she came, and when her body jerked for the last time, I moved over her and kissed her hard as fuck. When I pulled back, she chased my lips like the greedy bitch she was.
“Turn over.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s what I want.” The heat in her eyes ignited to pure fire. She turned over, giving me the aerial view of her slender back. My gaze traveled the length until I reached what I was after. I bent low and took the plump flesh between my teeth just because I could and smiled when she yelped. “Turn your head and close your eyes.”
When she turned her head toward the window, I reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out the small bottle of lube I’d gotten after I had her ass the first time. I lifted her hips until her back was arched to my liking. She was curious but knew speaking wasn’t allowed when I got like this.
I made quick work of the lube and leaned over her again, bringing my hips to rest against her ass with a grip on my cock. Watching her face, I entered her slowly.
She gasped.
I pushed deeper.
She writhed.
I held my breath.
We were both slaves to the feeling of my cock filling her.
Her pain-filled whimper when my cock was fully seated spurred my hips to move, wanting to hear the sound again.
“Keiran, it’s deep,” she moaned.
“I know, baby.” I didn’t pull back to offer her relief. I pushed harder simply because I needed to take her to the edge of sanity and have her beg for more so I’d know without a doubt she was mine. “Tell me you love me.”
She bit into the pillow when I fucked into her harder. The sound of my hips impacting her ass rang about our bedroom. “Fucking tell me.”
“I love you. So much, baby. Please,” she shrieked.
I forced her flat with my weight, gripped her neck, and kissed her mouth hard as hell.
I dominated this girl, yet she owned me. Completely.
And I wasn’t even sorry for it.
I shoved my hand underneath her and stroked her clit with my fingers as I took her ass until she shook beneath me and collapsed.
“Forever, Lake.”
Chapter Sixteen
LAKE
The rest of the week passed peacefully. Keiran and I managed to jump into our routine again. The only invisible hiccup was Keiran’s controlling need to know where I was at all times. In the last few days, he appeared twice, waiting for me outside my classes with a look that dared me to argue. By Friday, I had reached my breaking point when I wanted to go running, and he insisted on coming with me.