Page 65 of Blueberry Cake
“Yes. After that, I went and asked for their blessing.”
“Who else knew?”
“My mom, Luka, Archie, and Oliver.”
She spun in his arms and placed her hand over his heart, sunlight glinting off the diamonds. “I’m going to marry you.”
“Yes, you are.”
“It feels like a dream.”
“It does, but I promise it’s real.”
“I’m yourfiancée.”
Boyd’s lips pressed against her forehead, and Queenie blinked away tears. “Yes, you are.” Then he had her up in his arms, heading back to the house. “And now I’m going to fuck you in nothing but that ring.”
Oh, God.
She loved it when he talked dirty. Her lips crashed onto his. She pressed against the seam of his mouth, begging for entry. Boyd’s rigid erection urged against her, easing some of the heat that pooled between her thighs. He kissed like it was an artform, lips firmly moving against hers, even as he laid her down on the bed. Propping himself on one elbow, his hand slipped up her thigh and under her dress.
“I’m going to make you come all over my cock and then fill you with my cum.”
In response, her legs fell open, welcoming the sensation of Boyd stroking the silky fabric separating her dripping pussy from his teasing fingers. “Please do.”
“Maybe I’ll even fuck you with that pretty little toy still inside your pussy. God, that would feel amazing, wouldn’t it?”
They both panted, breath mingling in the narrow space between them. “Yes, yes it would.”
With a deep groan, Boyd lifted onto his elbows, lust-filled green eyes gazing back down at her. “Strip.”
He let her stand from the bed, but she only turned and swept her hair out of the way. Boyd got the hint, unzipping the dress and expertly unclasping her bra right after. Only then did she face him again and teasingly let the dress fall from her shoulders.
Boyd’s eyes darkened, but he didn’t say a word as she took her sweet time pushing the dress over her hips and letting it fall to the floor. His gaze roamed her body, andshe basked in the feeling. No man had ever been able to make her feel so sexy with nothing more than a look.
Once her bra and panties had joined her dress, he held out his hand. “Show me your ring.”
With a pride-filled heart she offered him her hand. He kissed her fingers before lifting her hand above her head, instructing her to spin. Then suddenly she was shoved to the bed on all fours. She gasped as Boyd grabbed her from behind and pushed her onto her elbows.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty.” His belt snapped and his zipper lowered, then his cockhead met her entrance. “And now you’remine,” he husked, running his dick through her folds.
“Always have been,” she whispered, arching her ass towards him.
Boyd blanketed her with his body, nipping at her earlobe. “Say that again.”
“I’ve always been yours.”
“I think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”
Then he was gone. She whimpered, until he returned to the bed with a remote-controlled vibrator. Her body shook in anticipation as he settled behind her and lubed her up with two fingers.
She let out a soft moan when his fingers briefly stroked over her clit. Then her pussy stretched with the toy being inserted. It wasn’t even all the way in before Boyd let it hum to life. She stole another inch, needing to be filled. Once the toy was buried to the hilt, Boyd added his cockhead to the mix, making her wince.
“I’m sorry,” he husked against her spine, gently placing kisses between her shoulder blades. “I was too hasty.” Boyd tried again with a single finger, the vibrations intensifyingas more pressure was added. “Better?”
She nodded, relaxing around the full sensation. “Thank you.”
More kisses to her spine, and the clit stimulator hummed to life. She barely noticed Boyd adding a second finger. Craving more of the feeling, she rocked into him.
