Page 28 of The Billionaire and His Forever

“Mm, it is. I want you out of these clothes as soon as possible,” he whispers in my ear, his hands slowly sliding down my back to cup my ass. “So I can properly propose.”

My mouth falls open. “You call all of that out there an improper proposal? It was stunning. Seriously.”

“That was mostly for Jude.” He gazes into my eyes, giving my ass a firm squeeze that has my insides turning to liquid. “Are you ready for your second proposal, Miss Montgomery?”

I shiver at his words and the hunger etched on his face. “Lead the way, Mr. Ratliff.”

Soon, I’ll be Mrs. Ratliff, spending every night in the same bed with Graham. With no consequences. We’ll be able to do what we want, as long as we want, as loud as we want. The thought has my heart pounding hard again as we walk to his bedroom, our fingers intertwined.

When he opens the door, I see there are flowers here, too, and lit candles all over the room, giving it a gorgeous, romantic glow. I shake my head slowly, awed at the effort he must have put in. The man who has everything and wants for nothing did all of this forme.

“Graham, this is incredible.”

“You are incredible,” he says from behind me, gently nuzzling my ear.

With a contented sigh, I close my eyes and relish the feel of his hands all over me, making quick work of my clothes, dropping them to the floor one piece at a time.

“You are compassionate and kind and you bring out the best in everyone,” he says, kissing each newly exposed part of my body in between his words. “You brought me back to my daughter. You brought me back to life. You have the gentlest hands and the sassiest tongue and the most tantalizingly perfect breasts I have ever laid eyes on.”

With that, he spins me around in his arms and dips his head to kiss a trail down my chest. His hot mouth covers each nipple in turn, sucking just hard enough to make me groan, my knees going weak. I can feel how hard he is through his pants, his length digging against my hip. It makes me ache for him as he slips a hand between my legs, where I’m already soaking wet.

“Are you ready for me?” he asks, though I’m certain the answer is obvious.

“Mmm.” I lean back against the wall and widen my stance to give him better access.

His fingers immediately find my clit. He toys with me, squeezing gently, his lips pressed to my ear. “I want to give you the world, Abbie.”

Before I can respond withexactlywhat I want to give him in return, he slides a finger inside my aching cunt and I gasp, all thoughts of dirty talk fleeing my mind.

“You will want for nothing,” he goes on, adding another finger and pumping into me slowly. “Everything you desire will be at your fingertips. Including me. Body and soul.”

He stops to claim my mouth, sucking my tongue until I’m moaning and riding his fingers.

“If you will have me,” he finishes.

“Yes. Now.”

I have him unzipped in seconds, dropping his pants and briefs to the floor so I can wrap my hand around his thick, hard shaft. But he’s still fingering me, the curl of his fingers drawing hot bursts of pleasure from my center, and it feels so good that it takes all of my willpower to push him away so I can trace my wet opening with the tip of his cock.

“Have all of me. Take me. Marry me,” he whispers in my ear, forcing his body against mine so the wall is supporting me fully. He takes the lead, feeding his dick into my pussy, stretching me wider with every hard inch that fills me.

“Yes,” I pant, grabbing his ass with both hands, trying to pull him deeper inside. “Yes.”

I grind against him, but I can’t get enough from this angle, with both of us standing up. When I cry out in frustration, Graham grabs the backs of my thighs and lifts me so I can wrap my legs around his waist. Then he spears up into me, pinning me even harder against the wall.

“Marry me, Abbie, and make love to me for the rest of my life.”

“Yes,” I whisper, my face pressed into his chest as he fucks me into the wall.

“Say you’ll be mine forever,” he demands, his thrusts finding a rhythm.

“Yes. I’ll be yours. Forever and always.”

With every declaration I make, he moves faster, pumping into me more frantically by the second. I whimper, gripping his shoulders tightly, electricity rocketing through me.Yes. My eyes close. I give in to the sensations, the heat building inside me. Every thrust is perfect, sending me higher, my moans getting louder, until suddenly I’m coming so hard it takes my breath away.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” I cry, clinging to him as my body trembles with bliss.

Graham lets me ride it out, then tips up my chin to look me in the eye.

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