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I blinked back tears. “It’s beautiful.” I offered my hand, and he slipped the ring on. I was finally where I was meant to be.
We sealed it with another kiss, and only then did I see Dad off in the corner, watching with a big fat grin on his face. I cocked my head. “What did you say to him?”
“That the only thing I wanted from him was his permission to propose to you.” He handed me the helmet again. “Hurry up. I can’t wait to get my fiancée home and make love to her.”
“I like the sound of that.” But I planned to be on top.
A minute later, we rumbled out of the garage.
As Duke gunned the engine, I waved at Dad, and we sped off. I wrapped myself tightly around Duke’s hard, muscled body, flattening my breasts against his back.
The wind was in my face, the roar of the bike was loud, the vibration beneath us jolted the senses, and his body heat poured through the fabric between us.
Yes, this would be my life now, filled with new sensations, heat, and love. Duke loved me, I loved him, and I’d happily have his babies—our little frogmen.
What if we only had daughters?
EPILOGUE
THE BEST THING TO HOLD ONTO IN LIFE IS EACH OTHER. –AUDREY HEPBURN
Serena
The hintof morning light filtered into the room as I woke with my man’s morning wood pressed against me. Today would be my day to give back to the Hawk Security team that had done so much for me when I was in danger.
But first, I intended to personally thank my man, my protector, my fiancé.
He groaned sleepily when I rolled him over onto his back and straddled him. “Morning, Tiger.”
I slid my wet folds along his length. “Cobra, are you ready to make it a very good morning?”
He grinned as he cupped my breasts. “A frogman is ready for anything.”
Rising, I positioned him and got started making it avery good morningfor us both. I started slow, but quickly ramped up, moaning as I rode Duke hard. I relished the times I got to be in charge.
He caressed my breasts, occasionally tweaking my nipples as I bounced on him. Each downstroke filled the room with thesounds of flesh meeting flesh. “You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. That’s it. Ride me. Take what you want.”
I ground down on him, throwing my head back, lost in the pleasure that radiated to every cell in my body as he filled me.
He held off for a while, letting me drive on our combined trip to Nirvana, but he started thrusting up into me now, unwilling to wait any longer.
My release built to the shimmering white-hot heat of a climax that would destroy me. Right on the edge, I slowed down to prolong the journey and hold off the plunge over the edge a little longer.
“That’s it, baby,” he grunted. “Come for me.” He brought his thumb to my clit and strummed.
My restraint dissolved, and suddenly, I was in freefall over that edge and into the shudders of my release. My pussy convulsed on his cock as the waves flowed over me.
A second later, he rolled us and started thrusting into me from above, hard and rapidly. Perched on locked elbows above me, he was magnificent—straining muscles under glorious tattoos. I dug my nails into his ass, urging him deeper.
With a groan bordering on a roar, he came, pulsing inside me. Instead of collapsing on top of me or off to the side, he rolled us again.
Lying on him, with Rex still inside me, I listened to the rapid beat of his heart. “I love you, Cobra.”
He ran his hand over my back. “Love you back, Tiger.”
“Are you looking forward to tonight?”
“Not my cup of tea, but I’ll go for you.”
