Page 28 of Small Town Prince Charming

“I...”

She placed her finger over his mouth. “I love you, Ryan Greene. More than ever. I’m thrilled to live without you, to share our bed and to see Maisey grow up. Yes, I do love you.”

“Babe?”

“I do.” She pressed him against the wall of the shower and kissed him with every last ounce of her energy. She needed to show him just how much she loved him. She raked her fingers down his chest, and when he opened to her, she sucked on his tongue.

He moaned into the kiss. His cock hardened and she straddled him. She eased one hand between their bodies and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. She’d never get tired of touching him. The feel of his body, hot and muscled under her touch, pleased her.

He broke the connection. “I want to be inside you, but not in here.”

She rinsed off and left the stall. “Catch me.”

“Naughty.” He scrubbed himself while she dried off.

She escaped into the bedroom and stretched out on the bed. Their bed. No more having to sneak in private time. They could have time together whenever they wanted. No more rushing, either. She could hold him all night and wake up to Ryan beside her in the morning.

Ryan emerged from the bathroom. “Damn.”

“What?” She met his gaze.

“I’m a lucky man.” He crawled on top of her on the bed. “I love you, you love me, and we have forever together.”

“We do.” She embraced him and grasped his ass. He nestled his dick between her legs and kissed her, drawing a groan from her. She arched into his touch, rubbing her breasts on his chest. The move sent sizzles through her body.

Ryan palmed her breast. “Love these.” His eyes sparkled.

She whimpered as he tweaked her nipple. “Do you?”

“Uh-huh.” He eased his cock between her pussy lips. “Wet for me?”

“Always.” She craved him. “Make love to me.”

Instead of answering her, he pushed into her body in one smooth stroke. He moaned. “Fits me like a glove.”

She was made for him. She arched her back and wound her arms around his neck. “More.”

He arranged her legs over his and built into a steady rhythm, in and out. Each thrust pushed her closer to coming apart. Flutters started in her belly. They intensified when he nibbled on her neck.

“Mine,” he said. “All mine.”

She did belong to him. She embraced the desire in her veins and lost herself in the way he touched her body. Every synapse crackled, and she focused on him. Her thoughts blurred with each push. She marveled as the way the way he brought her to climax so fast. One body and mind moving together.

He growled and raked his teeth against her skin. “Tracey.”

She wished she could answer him, but her brain fogged and nothing else mattered except him. She’d found her way home and into his arms. He held her heart and soul.

Another groan rumbled in him. “Tracey.” His thrusts increased in speed and intensity. When he plucked at her clit, she cried out.

“Oh, God.” She tensed and shuddered as the orgasm crashed within her. From her head to her toes, she swore she vibrated.

“Jesus, yes.” Ryan’s thrusts turned uneven and harder. He feathered his mouth over hers. His breath warmed her skin, and he added one more rough thrust before he stilled.

The world seemed to slow and melt around them. She had everything she wanted in his arms. She could stay there forever and be perfectly happy—well, at least until Maisey came home from school.

Ryan slumped on her and groaned. “I should move, but nothing wants to cooperate.” He pulled out, then collapsed beside her on the bed.

“I don’t mind.” She wasn’t sure she could move, either.

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