Her normally arrogant, alpha lover actually looked unsure of himself. Did he really think she’d say no? He was the man of her dreams.
“I think that’s a good idea.” She brushed her lips against his and his arms tightened around her. “I was wondering when you’d ask me. We’ll have to make up a story for the kids, you know. We can’t tell them you asked me during sex. Let’s tell them you asked me during a long romantic walk on the beach instead.”
The man she loved so dearly scowled. “Did I screw it up? There should have been candlelight or something. Shit. I got carried away.”
“There’s nothing more romantic than admitting you couldn’t wait. It’s not like we haven’t been talking about this,” she teased. “We already know that we’re going to have to have a big wedding. Between my father and your parents they’re going to want the whole shindig.”
“Mom’s already been hinting about grandkids,” Chris growled, his brows still pulled down. “Especially since Amanda and Seb are trying to get pregnant. They’re not going to give us a moment’s peace. Maybe we should just fly to Vegas and elope.”
Susie tugged on Chris’s shirt, slipping the buttons from their confinement. “Maybe we should think about this later. We have plenty of time to make all those decisions.”
His frown turned into a smile and he began shedding his jacket and tie while she gazed at the perfection of his body, revealed inch by inch. “That’s why I love you. Beauty and brains.”
By the time he was naked she’d pulled the covers back on the bed and was reclining on a stack of pillows.
“Enjoying the view?” He stood completely unselfconsciously, as if sculpted from the finest marble.
“Very much. Maybe we should stay this way all the time.”
Living with Chris had forced her to get over any lingering body issues she’d had. His worshipful attitude about her curves made her feel beautiful.
“You won’t hear any complaints from me but the neighbors might have something to say.”
“Are you kidding? Mrs. Hanson has a crush on you. She’s always asking me how you’re doing in that bedroom voice, and let’s not mention how she gets the morning paper in her nightgown,” Susie giggled at Chris’s scared expression. Mrs. Hanson was easily seventy years old and she loved nothing more than to tell him dirty jokes.
“Susie?” he said, prowling around the bed, his features suddenly serious. “I’m getting very impatient.”
Her breath caught at the passion in his eyes. “Me too.”
Like a panther, he crept up the mattress from the foot of the bed, running his hands up her body all the way to her elbows. He lifted her arms over her head and quickly wrapped the velcro tethers that were usually discretely tucked away around her wrists so she was anchored to the headboard. Moving back to the bottom of the bed, he pulled one leg out wide and bound that ankle in place before repeating the process on the other side. A pillow tucked under her sore bottom so her pussy was pushed up completed the job.
She was bound and spread for his pleasure.
“Perfect,” he said, running his warm fingers up and down her limbs lightly, almost teasing. “I love to look at you like this. Tied to the bed and ready for anything I might do.”
Her breath was already coming in pants and her heart was beating a tattoo in her chest. “I need you.”
A lone finger circled her sensitive clit and she moaned as the pleasure ricocheted straight to her fingers and toes. “I needed you before you even knew you wanted me.”
She blushed as she remembered her schoolgirl crush on Dane. It seemed so long ago and far away now. Those feelings paled in comparison to what she felt for Chris.
“I was waiting for you and didn’t know it,” she answered honestly, because looking back it seemed that way. She’d been anticipating… something. She simply hadn’t known it was this remarkable man.
His fingers traveled to her nipples already hardening under his intense gaze. Plucking and pinching, they came to full attention even as she groaned and twisted, pulling at her bonds. Not that she wanted to be cut loose. She was never more free than when she was tied up and helpless under his control.
Bending his head, he lapped at her rose tipped breasts before sucking one into his mouth and worrying it with his teeth. She closed her eyes and reveled in the sensations, the arousal building in her belly.
His lips trailed down her ribcage and over her hipbones, his tongue tracing the swell of her mound before delving into her drenched pussy. She cried out his name as he explored her folds and circled her clit, never giving her enough pressure to go over. Twisting in her bonds, she tried to swing her torso to get more pressure but he laughed and swatted her already sore bottom a few times.
“Naughty girl. Now I’m going to make you wait.”
His body slid over hers, his wide shoulders blocking out the rest of the world so there was only the two of them. His hard cock nudged her entrance, his fingers grasping her hips before surging into her in one thrust. The feeling of being so full almost took her breath away and she had to remind herself to breathe in and out as he began fucking her, first slowly and then riding her hard and fast.
Their bodies rocked together, their heartbeats synchronized and their gazes locked. Susie felt the inexorable building toward a climax as his hard cock pounded her pussy and clit, creating sparks of pleasure with every thrust. It was when he reached between them and pinched the swollen nub that lightning struck.
Blood roared in her ears and her entire body bowed as her orgasm exploded like fireworks inside of her. The world tilted and straightened as the waves of pleasure took her to another realm entirely. She closed her eyes and let it wash over her, listening as Chris groaned his own completion. His cock seemed to swell and jerk, starting her climax all over again. When it was over they clung together, their bodies covered in salty sweat that tickled her tongue when she kissed his shoulder.
“I love you, Susie Q,” he whispered as he pressed his forehead to hers. Reaching up with one hand, he quickly pulled the velcro ties from her wrists before bending down to free her ankles.
“I love you too. Thanks for not giving up on me.”
“Thanks for preferring me over Dane.” A quick look at his expression told her he was joking.
“I think I always did,” she confessed, snuggling closer. “I hope Dane finds someone someday though. I hate to think of him alone.”
“Someday Dane is going to meet a woman that knocks him sideways. My hope is that I live long enough to see it,” Chris declared.
“I hope we live very long lives. Together. I have plans, you know.”
And they talked about those plans later that night as they walked along the beach under the full moon. It was there that Chris slid the five carat emerald cut diamond set in platinum on her finger. Susie cried happy tears as she pictured their future – marriage, kids, maybe a dog.
And fun. She’d met a man who understood her zest for life and matched it. They would grab at life and happiness.
With both hands.
The End
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Olivia Jaymes is a wife, mother, lover of sexy romance, and caffeine addict. She lives with her husband and son in central Florida and spends her days with handsome alpha males and spunky heroines.
She is currently working on a series of full-length novels called The Cowboy Justice Association. It’s a contemporary erotic romance series about six lawmen in southern Montana who work to keep the peace but can’t seem to find it in their own lives.
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