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I slowly entered her, and the sensation was overwhelming. Her warmth enveloped me, drawing me in deeper, and I had to fight the urge to let the tidal wave of sensations take control. Instead, I focused on Paisley, on the connection we were forging. I wanted to cherish every moment, to memorize every sound she made, every expression that crossed her face.

Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me down to her for a deep, soul-searing kiss. Our lips moved in a dance as old as time, but each kiss felt new, electric. The pace was slow, deliberate, each thrust filled with intent.

"Oh, Austin," she whimpered, her voice laden with a pleasure that sent shivers down my spine. Her nails dug into my back, urging me on, and her legs wrapped around me, pulling me even closer.

The intensity was building, a pressure mounting inside me, but I held back, wanting to prolong the moment for as long as possible. This wasn't just about physical pleasure; it was about connection, about reaffirming our bond, our trust.

Our breaths came faster, deeper, the only sounds in the room apart from the occasional soft whimper escaping from Paisley's lips. It was music to my ears, a sweet testament to the pleasure I was giving her.

Her body began to tremble beneath mine, and I knew she was close. I adjusted the angle of my thrusts, wanting to ensure her maximum pleasure. Her hands, which had been gripping my back, moved to cup my face, her thumbs caressing my cheeks. The gesture was so tender, so intimate, that it nearly undid me.

The pace picked up, our movements more frantic as we both neared the edge. The world outside our bubble ceased to exist; there was only us, our shared rhythm, our connected heartbeats.

And then, with a final, deep thrust, the world shattered around us, waves of pleasure washing over both of us. We clung to each other, riding out the aftershocks, our breaths syncing up as we slowly came down from the high.

We lay there for what felt like an eternity, wrapped up in each other's arms. The weight of our shared history, the recent arguments and confessions, seemed to fade, leaving only the raw, unadulterated emotion between us.

There was so much more to say, so much more to process, but in that moment, words felt superfluous. Instead, I pulled her closer, burying my face in her hair, letting her scent comfort me.

The last tremors of pleasure still vibrating within me, I held Paisley close, savoring the warmth and intimacy of our shared moment. The room was silent, save for our rhythmic breathing. Every second that passed felt sacred, like I was being granted a glimpse into an alternate reality where everything was perfect.

Without thinking, without any premeditation or planning, a thought burst forth from the depths of my heart and formed itself into words. "Marry me," I whispered against her ear, the weight of my declaration making me momentarily breathless.

Paisley stiffened in my arms, her wide eyes staring into mine, incredulous. "What?" she asked, her voice a soft mix of surprise and disbelief.

I propped myself up on one elbow, looking down into her face, searching her eyes for any hint of her feelings. Hell, why had I said that? It was so impulsive, so rash. But the sincerity behind it was real. "Paisley," I began, my voice thick with emotion, "I know it's crazy. And, granted, the timing is basically all sorts of messed up. But I love you. I think I've loved you since the moment I first laid eyes on you."

Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, but she remained silent, waiting for me to continue.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed forward. "I know I don't deserve you, especially after the all the secrets and lies. But when I think about the future, all I see is you. Every dream, every hope, it's all tangled up with you in it. I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, proving every day that I'm worthy of your love."

I took her hands in mine, feeling their warmth, their softness. "Paisley, will you marry me?"

She blinked several times, clearly processing what I had just said. I waited with bated breath, my heart pounding in my chest. This was either the bravest or the stupidest thing I had ever done, and the anticipation was killing me.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a smile began to form on her lips. It was hesitant at first, but it grew, lighting up her face, making her eyes shine even brighter. "Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Yes, Austin, I will marry you."

A wave of relief washed over me, so strong that it left me feeling slightly dizzy. Without a word, I pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss, pouring all of my love, my gratitude, my joy into it. This wasn't just a kiss; it was a promise, a vow.

We broke apart after a few moments, our foreheads resting against each other, both of us lost in the enormity of the moment.

"That was... unexpected," she said with a soft chuckle, her voice still tinged with disbelief.

I grinned. "Yeah, I know. Maybe it's the post-orgasm high, or maybe it's the realization of just how damn much I love you, but I meant every word."

She laughed, a genuine, full-hearted laugh that made me fall even more in love with her. "You're insane," her eyes twinkled with mischief. "But lucky for you, I think I might be too."

We lay there for a while, wrapped up in each other's arms, letting the significance of our decision sink in. There was still so much to figure out, so many conversations to be had, but in that moment, none of it mattered. All that mattered was the two of us, and the future we were going to build together.

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PAISLEY

"Did you sleep okay?" Austin's voice was low as we woke up tangled together in his sprawling bed.

I stretched lazily, feeling his fingers trace patterns on the small of my back. "Mmm, like a baby," I admitted, snuggling closer. "Especially with a human furnace by my side."

He chuckled, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. "Ready for some breakfast? I know a place."

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