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She giggles. “See? It’s a good idea.” She leans in to press a kiss to my neck, her tits brushing against my chest.
My pulse picks up and my dick hardens further. Fuck, that feels good.
“You’re sexy when you’re plotting.”
“Oh yeah?” She drags her pussy over my aching cock, whimpering.
I clamp down on her hips and hiss out a breath. “Baby, we can’t.”
The smile that overtakes her face is as sexy as it is innocent. “What’s one more night of sneaking around? Come on, slip my bottoms to the side and have your way with me, Noah Harrison.”
My blood heats, and not because of the water. Fuck. I want to. But I want to hear her plans. I want to figure this out. “Sienna.” Her name is a desperate plea on my lips.
“You told me you love me. Prove it. Make love to me right now. Make me yours.”
Possessiveness and need swamp me, and I give in to her taunting. “You are mine,” I grit out as I drag my thumbs beneath the strings of her bikini bottoms, inches from my personal heaven.
She lets out a needy sigh. “Then prove it.”
“Take out my cock.”
With a wicked smile, she obeys, her tiny hand wrapping around my length, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she strokes me, once, twice.
Heart pumping, I slide the scrap of fabric between her legs to the side and push a finger inside her. “Look at that. You’re soaked.”
She nods, eyes closed, and grinds against me like a dirty little thing, chasing an orgasm she’ll never get from this alone.
“Line us up, baby,” I tell her.
Her chest heaves as she pops up on her knees, and the two of us watch, rapt, as she drags my crown through her cunt, tormenting me.
Already, my need coils tight. Out of patience, I clutch her hips and pull her down hard, taking her mouth in a rough kiss before she can scream in surprise.
When we’re breathless, I pull back, resting my head against the edge of the tub, and push my hips up so she’s got room towork. “Ride me, baby. Fuck me until you come and tell me I get to keep you forever.”
I slide the triangles of her bikini apart so I can watch her tits bounce as she moves. They’re so fucking perfect. With one pinched between a thumb and finger, I roll the other one, and in response, she gushes.
“Good girl,” I murmur.
In the moonlight, with her bathing suit clinging to her dewy skin, her tits out, and her cheeks flushed, she’s a fucking goddess. Warmth blooms in my chest, followed by a rushing wave of pure adoration. I angle up and grip the back of her neck, pressing my forehead to hers. “I love you.”
She drags her nails through the hair at my nape, licking into my mouth, rolling her hips faster.
I fuck her harder, my moves rough, her cries sharp in the quiet night.
“Fuck, I love you,” I say as my balls tighten.
With my release hovering so close, I play with her clit, ensuring she gets there with me, touching her in the way I know will send her to the moon.
Ass clenched tight to stave off the need to spill into her, I channel all my focus into pleasing her. “It feels so good to fuck my girlfriend,” I rasp as she whimpers into my mouth. “Now imagine how good it will feel when you’re finally mywife.” My cock stiffens as I take the dream one step further. “Or swollen with my baby.”
Green eyes go wide with surprise and she cries out my name as she comes in pulsing waves around my cock. It’s the hottest fucking thing, knowing that she’s just as turned on by the idea of marriage. By the idea of being pregnant withmychild.
Determined to make her come again, I focus on her clit, on keeping a steady rhythm, and soon, she’s shattering above me a second time. I give her orgasm after orgasm, keeping myself onthe edge, until she’s babbling incoherently. Until she’s begging me to fill her and give her a baby. Only then, after she’s been thoroughly fucked and I’ve told her I love her about a hundred more times, do I fill my girl. I give her everything I have and hope one day soon she lets me give her even more.
She’s boneless against my chest, my cock soft inside her, when I can finally breathe steadily again. “Okay, baby, now tell me your plan.”
FORTY-EIGHT
