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“More,” I beg, watching him with wide, eager eyes as he takes out his rock-hard erection.
I reach for his cock, running my fingers up and down the silky skin and rolling my thumb across the wet tip. It’s my turn to giggle as his arms go slack. With the sun warming me through the willow branches and his big cock in my hand, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so complete.
“I need you to fuck me, Pierce,” I say surely, gripping as I watch more moisture pool at his tip. “Oh, god, now!”
He lightly bats my hand away and pulls me close, my legs wide. With his strong arms, he lifts me to straddle him, centering my opening over his cock. He holds my hips as I writhe, wanting him so much I could cry, but he only teases my clit.
“I like hearing how much you want my cock inside your little pussy, Wren. I like how your eyes roll back when I tease you. I can keep teasing you for hours, make you come ten more times before I ram my cock all the way up in your tight, wet hole.”
Hearing his delicious threats while he torments my tender nub makes me shudder. I’m desperate to hold on, but I mash my body against his as he brings me to orgasm again, true to his word. I snake my hand between our sweaty chests and find his balls, tight against his hard cock, and fondle and squeeze while gently biting his shoulder. He spasms against me.
“God, Wren, you’re going to make me come all over you.”
“I think I’d like that,” I say, feeling wickedly powerful with his balls in my hand and the same desperation in his voice he drives me to feel. “Maybe all over my tits? Wouldn’t you like to see that, Pierce?” I run my free hand over my breasts, smiling at him.
With a feral growl, he tosses me back onto the grass again, his cock deep inside me before I fully hit the ground. It’s hard and fast and perfect, and I come yet again when he howls and spills his seed inside me.
His head drops to my shoulder, and the only sounds are our heavy breathing and the gentle breeze. After a few long moments, he kisses my neck and stands before pulling me into his arms and carrying me, naked and sated, into his house.
Chapter 8
Pierce
I can’t believe how I feel, and more importantly, how I went my whole life without feeling this way. How did I not understand how empty everything was before Wren? I must have been starting to, being so disillusioned in my work and finding my house so lonely. With her here, wrapped up in my bathrobe, it feels like a home at last. The madness I’d been feeling is gone. Maybe because I’ve finally captured what I’ve been chasing.
I set a pot of tea on the table between us and take her hand, kissing it lightly. “I love you,” I say simply. I want her to love me too, and I mean to keep working until she does, but for now, I only want her to know.
Her beaming smile lights up the kitchen. “I love you, too, Pierce. I came here to tell you that, whether you reciprocated or not.”
I lean over and kiss her deeply, our tongues tangling and making me hard again. How does she do it? “I reciprocate. Definitely.”
Pulling back, she looks around my bachelor pad with a grimace. “If I’m still your intern, this place could use a little tidying up, too.”
I groan. “You’re not still my intern, Wren. Hold on, little bird.” I get up and run to my bedroom, searching for the old wooden jewelry box that belonged to my grandmother. I hurry back to the kitchen to find her sipping her tea. My heart hitches, but I can’t stop. Plopping the box on the table I rummage through it until I find what I’m looking for and hold it out to her as I drop to a knee.
Her eyes widen as she takes in the antique ruby ring. “My grandma left this to me to give to the woman who inspires me the most,” I say. “That’s you, so this ring is yours now, whatever you want that to mean.” I pause, deciding to go all in. “Is it crazy to ask you to marry me?”
The smile on her face is almost answer enough, but she wipes it away, trying to look stern. “I’m not going to answer that unless you ask properly.”
I take her hand and slide the ring onto her finger. “Once I’m certain about something, I don’t change my mind. I’m certain I love you and want you in my life forever. Be my wife, Wren?”
She stares at the ring, then into my eyes, hers gleaming with tears that she blinks away. Her arms fly around my neck, and she pulls me up into a hug.
“Yes,” she cries into my shoulder. “Yes. I can’t think of anything I want more.”
I hold her until she pulls back to wipe away her happy tears. I kiss both her cheeks and tug her to standing. There’s so much I want to share with my beautiful muse, so much I want to teach her. “So … do you want to continue that glazing lesson?”
Her mischievous grin matches mine. “I want you to show me your bedroom.”
With a laugh that fills the house, I pick her up and carry her toward the back. “Even better, little Wren.”
Chapter 9
Wren
