Page 22 of Unexpected Sweetheart
“You weren’t expecting my dick to be so big?” I tease, causing her to laugh. Moments later, her demeanor shifts and she’s releasing an O sound.
“Laughing made it feel good.”
“Yeah?” I grin. Then I hiss when she wriggles a little to test that feeling out. “Holy fuck, baby. I’m gonna come if you keep doing that.”
“Do you wanna come like this?”
I lean in and brush my lips to hers. “I wanna come while you’re coming, heiress. Together.”
She loops her arms around my shoulders. “Then make me come.”
“With pleasure.” Drawing my hips back, I take her mouth in mine and kiss her deeply as I move through her wet heat.
This is something I wanted to happen from the moment I saw her. But I’m so glad I waited until we knew each other, until I could no longer resist, until I felt sure I was in love with her. Because fucking with love—makinglove—is more beautiful than anything I’ve ever known. She completes me. She’s mine.
“Ryan. Oh, Ryan,” she moans, her fingers pressing into my heated skin as my mind swims in a state of bliss. I can feel that urge to let go, building in my legs and tightening in my balls.
“I love you, Lorelei,” I say as I wrap my fingers with hers and lift her hands above her head and watch her ecstasy coated face.
“I love you too, Ryan. So much.”
Needing to be connected to her in every way possible, I bring my mouth to hers, kissing and thrusting into her body over and over again while she whimpers and moans, her core clenching tighter and tighter, until she tears her mouth from mine and throws her head back, howling as her body is wracked with her release.
“Oh, God!”
“Fuck. Yes.” I bury myself once more, letting go of my release in hot ropes, coating her insides and filling her womb with my seed.
“That was…amazing,” she gasps when we lie together panting. “I want to do thatallthe time.”
Chuckling, I pull her into my arms and kiss her softly. “As you wish, heiress. But first, I want you to sleep.”
“You’re so bossy.”
“And now that I know you love it, expect it even more.”
She snuggles in closer. “Yes, sir.”
I smile and press my lips to the top of her head.
She’s mine.
I’m never letting go.
Rory
“Oh, God. Don’t stop,” I moan, my hips rising up to meet his, thrust for thrust. My insides coil tightly, my mind a mess of want, desire, and need as we make love to a backdrop of rolling fields, cool mountain air, and the multicolored sky as the sun rises seemingly just for us. I’m in heaven.
“I don’t want to, baby. I never want to stop fucking you.” Each word is punctuated with a thrust before he lifts his thumb to his mouth, coating it with just enough liquid so that when the rough pad touches my clit, it’s slick and wet enough to catapult me over the edge.
“Ryan! Oh, Ryan, I’m coming!”
My body tightens then releases, quivering around his hard length as he pumps back and forth, heightening the sensation before he plants himself to the base and lets go. I can feel the twitch of his cock as it empties inside me.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Lorelei.” His body relaxes, and his mouth finds mine, kissing me slow and soft and deep like I’m the only thing that really matters to him in this world. He makes me feel complete. He makes me feel wanted. And he makes every day better.
I'm in love.
I'm in love. I'm in love. And I don't care who knows it. In fact, I've already screamed it from the rooftops by writing a very lengthy email to Dell about it. She wants to book a flight from New York ASAP so she can come out here and find a ‘hot daddy rancher’ of her own—her words, not mine—but I was quick to inform her that I have the only one. She’s incredibly jealous and wishes I had cell reception so we could FaceTime and she could see my new life in full color.
