Page 84 of Dump Tackle My Heart
“I want you to have it now,” he murmurs, voice low and intimate as he slides it onto my finger. “Before I lose the nerve. Before you realize you’re way too good for a bloke like me.”
“Too late,” I whisper, voice cracking.
I can barely see it through the tears threatening, but the weight of the ring on my finger feels like gravity finally giving me a place to land. Him.Us.
I look up at him and see something raw, reverent in his eyes.
So, I drop to my knees.
Because I want to worship him right back.
“Oh, Sweetheart—fuck—Dani,” he rasps, head falling back as my fingers trail up his thighs and I palm him through his slacks.
“You gave me a ring,” I purr. “Let me give you something, too.”
He hisses when I undo his zipper.
I tug him free—thick, hard, already leaking for me.
God, I love his body.
Love how he responds to me.
How he shudders when I swirl my tongue over the sensitive tip and look up at him through my lashes.
“I swear to God,” he groans, fisting the back of my hair as I take him deeper, “I’m the luckiest bastard alive.”
And I believe him.
Because I'm the luckiest woman alive.
And tonight? This moment?
It’s just the beginning.
I open my mouth wider, trying to get as much of him as I can inside of me. I relax my throat and moan around my mouthful of cock.
A wave of arousal floods my panties as I lick the underside of his cock.
He’s so big and thick, perfectly veined. He moans, tugging on my hair as I take as much of him as I can.
“You feel so fucking good, Sweetheart. You like sucking my dick?””
I nod with my mouth full of him. I bob my head and pull him deep, my hands busy at the same time, pulling the tie of my dress so he can see what I have on beneath it.
A teeny tiny confection made of sheer lace with thigh high stockings.
“Fuck me. You wore that all night?”
He groans and slides his dick out of my mouth.
“Not done yet. I want more, Hudson. Gimme more,” I beg, and the look on his face is reverent.
“I’ll give you whatever the fuck you want, Sweetheart. Now, you want this dick?”
I nod.
“Then open wide.”
