Page 22 of Forbidden Match

We check in to the hotel, getting the royal treatment as someone leads us up to the best suite. I barely have time to gasp at the luxurious furniture or the breathtaking views before Levi has me in his arms, taking my breath away for real as he drags his lips down the side of my neck.

“I know we said we’d take a walk before dinner,” he says, his hands working their way under my top. “But I was good for the entire flight.”

I giggle and lean against his hard chest. “I’m telling you—the mile-high club isn’t a thing. We’d have gotten arrested as soon as we landed.”

He keeps kissing down my chest, pausing just long enough to whip it over my head. He looks at the glass doors leading to the balcony. “Let’s take in the scenery.”

I’m a little disappointed when he guides me out onto the balcony, even with the sweeping view of the ancient city laid out before us. I’m aching for more of his touches. Then he presses me up against the railing, pushing his steely cock against my ass from behind. His arms wrap around me and pull me close while his hands slide down my body to slip between my thighs.

“You’re the most beautiful thing out here,” he says.

I moan as I wriggle against him, turning my head to accept his kiss. “I can’t wait any longer,” I tell him.

“People might be watching,” he says as his fingers push against my heat through my skirt.

“Good,” I grin. “Let them. Just fuck me hard and fast right now.”

With a low chuckle, he pulls up my skirt and shoves my panties aside. I grip the balcony railing and listen him unzip his pants. A second later I gasp as his cock pushes between my legs. Hemoves me so that his shaft teases my slippery pussy, already wet and ready for every inch of him. I reach back and grab at whatever part of him I can, urging him to get inside me.

“I need your cock so bad it hurts, Levi.”

He pushes on my back, bending me over even further. “Well, we can’t have that, can we? Should I fuck my favorite little girl until she screams?”

I can see people bustling on the sidewalk far below us as I feel his cock nudging at my opening. “I better be your only little girl,” I growl at him, making him laugh.

And then he rams his cock exactly where I crave it. I push back against him, giving as good as I get, and soon, I really am screaming. I close my eyes as his hands tighten on my hips, letting one of his expertly given orgasms rock me to the core. We might have started out virgins together, but we’ve become well-versed in each other over the last two months.

I can feel him shoot his seed deep inside me, his groan making me tighten around him even further. Surprisingly, no one is looking up to see where the racket’s coming from. We sink to the balcony floor to recover.

Levi pulls a throw from a nearby chair and we curl up in the cramped space, idly staring up at the darkening sky. As the air starts to cool around us, he gathers me into his arms and carries me back inside.

“Hang on,” he says, tossing me a hotel robe and disappearing into the next room with his carry-on bag. A few minutes later he comes out, wearing a robe as well with his hands behind his back. “I was going to wait until the perfect moment, but every moment is perfect with you, Molly.”

My heartbeat picks up and starts to pound as he holds out a small blue box. I shake my head and reach to pinch myself again. He takes my hand and kisses it, then drops to one knee.

Oh my god, he’s really doing it.

“We’ve been in each other’s lives for a long time, and we’d probably stay in each other’s lives even if I hadn’t chased you to that Valentine’s Day retreat. But … I want us to belong to each other. I want it to be official. Will you marry me, baby?”

I only notice that I’m crying happy tears when one falls on the box. He flips it open to reveal the ring I would have designed for myself if given the chance. A perfectly round diamond, surrounded by tiny sapphires the same color as his eyes. It’s not massive, it’s not too showy, just perfect for me.

“Of course I will,” I say, holding out a shaking hand.

He slides the ring on and I throw my arms around his neck. There’s some kind of music and commotion from the street outside the open balcony door and that’s when I remember we’re in the city we’ve both dreamed about exploring.

He pulls away from my hug and smiles, his eyes shining. “Let’s go for that walk and show everyone in this city how in love we are.”

I nod, pulling him close again.

“Yes, let’s do that,” I say just as I slip my hand into his robe. “But not just yet.”

Epilogue

Levi

Seven years later …

I hang up the phone with Sam, who’s long ago given up contracting work to go live in Boston and fulfill his publishing dreams now that his and Molly’s dad has a clean bill of health. He’s just promised to be in town for his oldest niece’s birthday party, and has assured me he can indeed get her favorite children’s book author to sign a copy of her newest release as a present.

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