Page 84 of Taming a Ruthless Heart

He breaks our kiss but not the connection.“Out here?”

I glance around the terrace.The nearest buildings are all lower than his.“I enjoy the thrill.Plus, it’s a penthouse, so nobody can actually see us.”I pause and wink.“Sir.”

He shakes his head.“You’ll be the death of me, pet.”

His masculine chuckle creates a wave of hot pleasure deep inside me.When he turns me around and commands, “Grab the railing.Spread your legs.”The heat begins spreading through my muscles like wildfire.

I obey promptly, grinning as I do.

His fingers tear at my panties and I moan when he throws the shredded garment at my feet.“This was my last pair.”

Dave swats my behind, one vigorous slap on each cheek.“Good.Easy access.”His fingers caress the offended spots before moving to my sex, cupping my drenched flesh.“Always so ready for me, pet.”

I nod and brace for impact when he switches his fingers for the engorged tip of his cock.He rubs it along my folds, coating himself in my pleasure.

This is so freaking hot.But I know better than say anything else during our role-playing.

With one thrust of his powerful body, Dave penetrates me.He sinks his long, thick cock inside me until his balls hit my butt.He pulls out almost entirely before ramming back in.“God!”he grunts.“You’re so fucking perfect!”

He sets a frantic pace to his movements and I match each one of them, pushing my body back whenever he goes in.It doesn’t take long until our breathing becomes wordless gasps.I tremble from head to toes with suppressed energy, waiting for him so we can climax together.

His fingers dig into my hips.“Come for me, gorgeous!”Dave commands.

I wail as a blinding orgasm takes over control of my body.Around the edges of my consciousness, I feel the hot jets of his release deep inside me.I grip the railing harder when a thought throws me off balance:what if we made a baby just now?

Although my heart leaps in my chest at the idea of having another child with Dave, we haven’t discussed details about our future.

He leans forward and plants a soft kiss on my shoulder.“Thank you, Sandy.This was amazing.”

After he withdraws from my body, he turns me to face him, lacing my waist with a strong arm.I press my ear to his chest, rejoicing in the rapid beating of his heart.

I send out a little prayer to the universe that I can stay like this, protected inside his embrace, forever.

Later, as the sun dips below the horizon, Dave slips out of bed and heads to the kitchen.I follow him, pulling his T-shirt around me again.I watch him cook, his movements sure and practiced.The smell of pasta mingling with the garlic and herbs makes my mouth water.

When dinner’s done, we take the seats at the counter, our knees brushing.We talk about everything and nothing, enjoying each other’s company, laughing, reminiscing.The tension has melted away, replaced by a joy that I hadn’t dared to hope for.

As we finish, he reaches across the polished surface, taking my hands.“Alexia,” he begins, almost hesitant.“I need to ask you this.”

My heart skips a beat at the intensity in his expression.“What is it?”

“Will you marry me?I never believed I’d have a happily ever after until I met you.”His words have an urgency that mirrors mine.“You choose if it’s a big ceremony or not.I just want you to be mine, forever.”

“I am yours,” I murmur as my heart swells, a grin curving my lips as I squeeze his hand.“But, yes, I’ll marry you.”I lean forward as he moves closer, our lips meeting halfway in a brief, scorching kiss.Leaning my forehead against his, I add, “Let’s elope.Just you, me, and Rose.”

His eyes sparkle with a tenderness that takes my breath away.He stands, pulling me to my feet, and wraps his arms around me, holding me close as he whispers, “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, Alexia.”

“We may have come from darkness, you and I.But with you, I finally see the light,” I reply.

“Right back at you, angel,” Dave says as he pulls me in for another mind-blowing kiss.

Epilogue

Alexia

Six Months Later

The mansion in Wychmere, which once felt like a gilded cage, is now our sanctuary—a place where I finally feel safe.The indoor pool room is bathed in soft winter sunlight streaming through the glass ceiling, illuminating the water’s surface in shimmering ripples.It’s freezing outside, the garden covered in a delicate layer of frost, but in here, warmth wraps around us like a blanket, cocooning us.The air is thick with the scent of chlorine, mixed with a faint fragrance of the orchids by the far wall.It’s peaceful, a world away from the darkness we escaped.

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