Page 27 of The Miner's Miracle
The silence that follows is deafening. My heart thuds painfully as I search his face, bracing for rejection, for anger, for... anything.
But then, something changes. His eyes widen, softening with something I can’t quite name. He steps closer, his hand rising to cup my cheek. “A family?” he murmurs, his voice breaking with emotion.
“I—I know this is sudden,” I stammer, the words tumbling out. “And I understand if it’s not what you wanted or if?—”
“Stop.” His voice is firm, but his touch is impossibly gentle. “Tessa, you’ve just given me something I never thought I’d have.”
His other hand joins the first, framing my face as he looks at me like I’m the answer to a question he’s been too afraid to ask. “You’ve made me whole.”
Tears blur my vision, and I laugh, the sound half-sob, half-relief. “You’re not mad?”
“Mad?” He huffs out a laugh, shaking his head. “Tessa, you’ve turned my life upside down in the best damn way. How could I be mad at that?”
I lean into him, letting his strength ground me. “I was scared,” I admit, my voice trembling. “I didn’t know how you’d feel about this.”
He tilts my chin up, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that steals my breath. “Don’t ever doubt how I feel about you. About us.”
Before I can respond, he steps back, his hand diving into his pocket. When he drops to one knee, my heart nearly stops.
“Finn...” I whisper, my hands flying to my mouth.
He pulls out a small copper ring, the metal gleaming softly in the firelight. “I made this for you,” he says, his voice gruff. “It’s not fancy, but it’s strong, just like you. Marry me, Tessa. Be my wife, my partner, my everything.”
Tears spill down my cheeks, and I nod so fast I feel dizzy. “Yes. Yes, of course.”
He slides the ring onto my finger, and the fit is perfect. His arms wrap around me, pulling me against his chest as his lips find mine in a kiss that’s equal parts passion and promise. I eagerly melt into his embrace, my body responding to every touch and kiss.
"You're all I ever want," I whisper as our lips dance together. My fingers run through his hair, pulling him closer. Against the kitchen counter, we find a perfect rhythm that sends shivers down my spine.
"I love you more than anything, Finn," I moan as his hand travels up my thigh, lifting my dress. His lips trail fire down my neck and I am consumed by his passion. As he lifts me onto the counter, desperate desire for this man floods my system. He takes off my panties and explores every inch of my skin, driving me mad with pleasure. In this moment, I never want to leave his side, never want to stop feeling loved and cherished in his arms.
His eyes flick to the cherry pie on the counter that I made earlier this morning. His hand reaches towards it. He lets the sweet fruit drip between his fingers and onto my lips before smearing it over my breasts.
"I can never resist you," he growls, licking the cherry filling off of me with hungry eyes. "Every moment before this has led to this–right here–right now."
A whimper escapes my lips as he eagerly responds to every touch and kiss, igniting a fire only he can stoke.
"You’ve always belonged to me," he declares possessively as he devours the last traces of cherry pie from my skin, claiming me as his own. He takes hold of my hand and places it above my head before releasing his thick cock from his jeans and teasing my entrance with his swollen tip, his eyes focused on the place where our bodies meet.
"I'll do anything to keep you by my side tonight and every night after," he promises.
"I can't wait to be Mrs. Finn Taylor," I whisper in response, feeling overwhelmed with love and submission for this man who makes me melt with just saying his name.
I feel his low growl vibrate through us both as he grips my hair and guides me closer to him before finally entering me. Thetight grip of my pussy around his cock sends shivers through my body. This connection we share is unlike anything else in the world.
"Yes, take me, you feel so good," I beg, arching my back as he tantalizingly teases my clit. "I love the feel of you deep inside me." I wrap my legs tightly around him and ride the waves of pleasure as I reach a powerful orgasm, my nails digging into his skin. He lifts me up and I straddle him, savoring every sensation as we move together in perfect harmony. Another surge of ecstasy washes over me and I hold onto him tightly. His own release follows, his low grunts filling the space between us.
"Now that I have you, I'll never let go," he declares, still buried inside of me. "I'll lock us away in this cabin if I have to, just so I can keep you all to myself. You'll be chained to my bed and my body, experiencing endless orgasms day and night if that’s what it takes to show you my love for you."
"Mm, you always know just what to say," I laugh happily.
"Wherever I go, you go with me now, Tessa," he proclaims. "That's our only rule."
"We have rules?" I tease playfully.
"Just one," he grins, gripping my hips firmly in his hands. "And I never have to worry about you breaking it, right?"
"Mm..." I moan softly. "Never."
