Page 96 of Designed for Disaster

“Trent,” I groaned.

“Yes, Hellcat?”

“I want you inside me.” I didn’t want more games. After all these weeks apart, I wanted to be fucked. Thoroughly. By the man I loved.

He shifted again, sliding one finger into me. It wasn’t nearly enough, yet it felt too good for me to put up much of a fight as my hips rolled, my muscles clenching to hold him there. Trent pulled out and thrusted back in, adding a second finger, coordinating his thrusts with my movements.

“Make noise for me,” he demanded, pressing his lips to my neck where my pulse fluttered. “I like it when my Hellcat yowls.”

He curled his fingers inside me, rubbing against my inner walls, and I almost launched myself off the bed. “Yes,” I cried. “Oh,fuck, yes!”

“There she is,” Trent said, removing his fingers and replacing them with the head of his cock. He paused at my entrance, but I didn’t need time to adjust. I was ready, and I proved it by grinding up against him. He looked into my eyes as he slid home.

My arms wrapped around him, digging into his shoulders as he found his rhythm. I’d missed him like this. Missed the weight of his body pressing mine into the mattress. Missed his warmth. Missed his ragged breathing in my ear. Anddamnhad I missed his cock, stretching me just right, making me feel so desired. So claimed.

Trent hooked one hand under my thigh, pulling it over his hip, changing the angle. His other hand braced the back of my neck. He put his forehead to mine, looking into my eyes as he rocked into me, setting my body on fire.

“I want you,” he whispered against my skin. “I never want anyone but you, ever again.”

I pressed my hand to his cheek. My new engagement ring glittered on my finger.

“I love you, Natasha.”

“I love you too,” I said.

He thrust harder, losing control, and my eyes rolled back in my head, my body reaching for pleasure once more.

He pushed up on his arm, his bicep bulging as he slipped his other hand between us, finding my clit. It didn’t take more than a few perfect swipes before I fell over that ledge again, free-falling into my second orgasm. “Yes!” I cried. “Yes.”

“Good girl,” he whispered in my ear as I shuddered against him, white-hot bliss rushing through me, bleeding down from my head right to my toes. Trent came right after with a grunt, his hips rolling to milk every last second of his orgasm. He pulled away only long enough to dispose of the condom, and then he wrapped himself around me again.

“I do,” he whispered into my hair. “I do love you. So, so much.”

“I know,” I said, believing he meant it. And that he wouldkeepmeaning it. Because he’d actually been willing to commit and to put in the effort to make things work with me. He’d come back, and he’d rebuilt that safety net, making sure the only place I’d ever fall again was right into his arms. My heart hammered against my chest. “I’m really liking this ‘just got engaged’ sex.”

He grinned against my cheek. “Speaking of. We probably have some people to tell.”

“About the sex?” I teased. He rolled his eyes and dragged me close, covering me with kisses until I laughed and pushed him away. “I’m surprised you haven’t put it in the group text yet.”

He barked a laugh. “Excuse me, I’ve been a little busy.” His lips brushed my ear, nipping playfully as his hand reached to pull the covers up over us. “Listening to you moan my name.”

“You like when I moan your name.”

“I really,reallydo,” he said. “And we have some catching up to do on that front. But I suppose while we’re waiting…” He leanedover the bed and pulled his phone from his jeans. “Hold your hand out for me.”

I did. I didn’t think I’d ever get used to seeing this ring on my finger. Or thinking of myself as a fiancée. A fiancée who would one day be a wife!

Trent snapped a photo of my hand and the ring, then posted it to the group chat.You’re all invited, he posted underneath.

It only took about fifteen seconds for the messages to start rolling in. And once they started, they didn’t stop. I cuddled close to Trent as we read through them.

No fucking way!Vincent wrote.Showing this to baby Violet right now.

I laughed. “I’m sure she’ll really appreciate it.”

Good for you, bro!That was from Paul.Chloe and I are stoked.

Piper’s mad I showed Violet before her.That was Vincent’s follow-up.#girldad

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