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“How long until then?” my sweet angel asks with a grin on her face.
I can’t help but laugh. I love how happy she is, how she can’t wait, and the feeling is fucking mutual. “Not long,” I promise her, loving when her grin widens. “But you’ll still have to wait a bit. I want it to be a surprise.”
I’ve pictured asking her to marry me for so fucking long I almost have the exactimage memorized.
There’s going to be flowers, hundreds, thousands of flowers, each one reminding me of her. And I can’t fucking wait to make every one of her dreams come true.
“But it’s coming,” I promise her, dropping my forehead onto hers. “It’s fucking coming, angel, and when it does, I can’t wait to hear that yes.”
“Yes,” my girl says, eagerly.
A laugh escapes me, and I shake my head, pulling back. “Not yet,” I tell her. “But I bet I could make you say yes in another way.”
Her eyes light up with arousal, and I dive in, capturing her lips with mine.
Chapter 6
My amazing—soon to be fiancée—kisses like no one else.
Granted, I’ve never actually kissed anyone else, but I don’t need to. I don’t need to kiss a thousand frogs, because I found my prince a long time ago, and I couldn’t be happier that nine years later, we’re both here, ready to get married and spend the rest of our lives together.
And I absolutely couldn’t be happier when he slowly lifts my dress up and off my body, baring my breasts.
“Grayson,” I gasp, when he rubs his thumb over my nipple.
His groan makes me clench as he leans in and wraps his mouth around my nipple, softly grazing the hard bud with his teeth. “I love your sweet little sounds,” he murmurs, lifting his head to look at me. “Love how you open up for me. Love how you take every inch of me.”
God. With every word that comes out of his mouth, I get wetter, and wetter, my legs bucking at the idea of having him inside of me.
Gently placing me on the dresser, he steps between my legs and leans down, brushing his lips with mine. “Did you bring your pretty little toy with you?” he asks, slowly peeling off my panties until I’m completely naked.
I moan into his mouth, pulling back for a second. “Which one?” I ask him, a little breathless. We’ve gained a collectionsince the first bullet vibrator he bought me in college, and Grayson loves to bring them into bed with us.
His mischievous grin makes my clit throb as he chuckles, and leans in, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers, “The curved purple one that goes in your ass.”
I gasp as her grips my ass in his hands and gives it a hard squeeze. “Yes.”
A low rumble builds in his throat as he drops me to the ground and swiftly turns me around. I quickly place my hands on the dresser, dropping my head at the feel of him falling to his knees.
“This fucking ass,” Grayson murmurs, rubbing the globes of my ass before spreading my cheeks, baring me to him. “I want to feel you shake around that toy while I bury my cock in this pretty little pussy.”
I could come from his words alone, and I swear, I almost do. My clit aches and I buck my hips back, wanting him, needing him. “Please.”
“You beg so pretty, baby,” he praises, kneading the skin before I feel his lips on my ass, pressing soft kisses on my skin before his tongue replaces his lips, darting out to run over my tight hole.
“Oh god,” I moan, feeling lightheaded as he continues licking softly.
A groan escapes his throat. “You like that, angel?”
“Fuck yes,” I pant, losing my balance as I lean into the dresser.
“Mmmm.” He continues his slow licks over my puckered hole, all while massaging the globes of my ass. “Such filthy words for such a good girl.”
“God, Grayson.” I tip my head back. “I need you.”
He chuckles, pulling back, and I almost cry when he lifts off his knees and moves away. “Wha—” I turn my head over my shoulder, watching as he moves away.
“Hold on, angel,” he says. I watch, impatiently as he pulls on the zipper of my suitcase, and pulls out the purple toy he loves. He presses the button, and the toy roars to life. Grayson’s lips lift in a smirk and he turns his attention back to me. “You want it?”
