Page 176 of Stolen Bases

Now, it’s my turn to do the same to her—make it official.

“I love you so fucking much, Talia. You own me, heart and soul.”

“I love you too, Cam. So much.” Her fingers trace over the black ink. She smiles at me as her eyes dip down to her name, and then back to my face. Then back to her hand on my chest.

Fucking finally!

My heart pounds beneath her palm as she realizes what’s on her left ring finger. Her eyes widen in shock, and her cute little mouth rounds into the perfect O.

“Are you for real, or am I dreaming?” She stares at her hand in shock.

“Definitely not a dream.” I bring her hand to my lips and kiss her fingers.

The water sloshes around us, and I move her onto my lap to straddle me. Tears coat her eyes as she stares at me in wonder.

“Baby, I know it seems fast, but the last nine months with you have been the greatest months of my life. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I didn’t know what true happiness was until you came sliding into my life. What do you say? Want to trade in months for forever and marry me?”

A tear slips out of the corner of her eye and rolls down her cheek to her plump lip. A slow smile spreads across her face as she nods. “Hell yes, I want to marry you.” She throws her arms around my neck and smashes her mouth to mine in a fierce kiss.

The electric spark I felt the first night I kissed her explodes like a lightning bolt in my chest. A rush of raw energy courses through my veins, invigorating every cell in my body.

She said yes!

I thought I was happy before, but now? She’s going to be my wife. Mrs. Miller.

Fuck, that’s so hot.

I’m hard up and ready to take this celebration out of the hot tub. So is Talia as she slides her pussy over my cock and arches her chest into mine, rubbing her hard nipples into me. We are all tongue and teeth as we kiss and grope each other, desperate to get close to each other.

“Are we really getting married?” she asks.

Gripping her waist, I trail kisses up her neck. “Fuck yes.” I pull back and look into her eyes. “I can’t wait to call you my wife.”

“Oh, that sounds hot. Let me try.” Talia runs her hands through my hair. “My husband.”

My granite-hard cock loves the sound of her calling me husband and jerks between her legs, ready for launch.

“Oh, I think the big guy liked that.”

I growl at the way Talia tugs my hair back and licks my throat. She dips the hand wearing my ring into the water and grips my cock, stroking it.

“Fuck, Tals. I’m about two seconds from sliding home. Decide now. Are we fucking in the hot tub, or am I taking you inside?”

Her hand moves faster as she looks around the candle-lit patio. “I can’t decide. I want it all.”

“Then that’s what you’ll get.” I’m not taking any chances with her getting hurt, so in one quick movement, I shift us both out of the water and sit on the ledge of the hot tub. I lift her up by her ass and notch my cock at her entrance. “You know the saying: happy life, fuck your wife.”

Talia throws her head back and laughs. “I’m pretty sure the saying is: happy wife, happy life.”

“Fucking my wife will make her happy for life.”

Her laugh turns to a moan as I slide her down my cock and sheath my thick shaft in her tight pussy to the hilt.

I hook my arms under Talia’s armpits and pull her down onto me, holding her still until she squirms. “Isn’t that right?”

“Yes. So happy,” she answers, grinding her clit at the base of my cock.

“So happy,” I repeat.

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