just given me the damn ring sooner,” I teased, and bit his bottom lip.
“Ouch!” Merrick chuckled and grabbed me, dipping me back and pressing his soft, demanding lips to mine. I inhaled deeply through my nose, closing my eyes and relaxing into his kiss, feeling secure in his arms. I ran my hands up over his strong shoulders and twined my fingers in his hair. The ring felt so foreign, yet so… anticipated, on my finger. Despite what had brought the proposal about, this moment was perfect and I’d never forget it.
Before I knew what was happening, I was airborne and came down on the bed with a soft bounce. Merrick pounced and held himself over me with a devious glint in his eye. “Now, Ms. DeSalvo, will you stop picking fights with me, or do I have to take drastic measures?”
A giggle bubbled up from my stomach as desire flamed between my legs. I reached down and grasped the bulge behind his zipper. “I’m in need of drastic measures, Mr. Rocha. Very drastic measures.”
“Mmm. You’re in for it now, woman.” He flicked open the button on my jeans and unzipped them. As he scooted down the bed, tugging my pants down, I grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled it off over his head.
With one deft yank, my jeans and underwear were swept off and tossed to the floor. Merrick splayed his fingers across the inside of my thighs and pushed them far apart. His dark eyes smoldered as he gazed up at me. “I owe you a million earth-shattering orgasms for what I put you through today. I’m so sorry. I only wanted—”
I shoved his face between my legs, muffling his words. “Start with the drastic measures already!” The last thing I wanted was to rehash what was now behind us. We had a beautiful future to start.
Merrick laughed, his hot breath and vibrating lips against my delicate flesh. I arched my back and ran my nails over his scalp. “You asked for it,” he whispered, blowing down my center.
Hell yes, I asked for it. I’d beg for it if I had to. I was sofar gone, addicted to this man between my legs, I’d suffer a serious withdrawal without him. But he was mine. One hundred percent mine. My fiancé. Soon to be my husband. Mine and nobody else’s forever.
Well, except MJ and Nadia’s…
He spread me open with his fingers and licked me from my bottom to the tip, where he pressed his tongue firmly against the tiny, miraculous nerves that sent me through the ceiling. Letting out heavy pants of breath, I watched him, caught his eyes and wicked smirk as he did it a second time.
God, how did I get so lucky? His broad shoulders flexed against my legs, and his long fingers swirled gently, replacing his tongue as he lowered his eyes, studying me. “Beautiful,” he whispered. “All I ever want.”
He latched his lips on to me, probing me with his tongue and sucking gently, then harder. There was no stopping the rush, the build, the inevitable explosion. I closed my eyes, gave myself over to Merrick completely, and let it come with such force, I cried out, head thrown back, fists gripping his hair. “Merrick, Merrick, Merrick,” I found myself whimpering when I came back from my out-of-body experience.
He took my hand, loosening it from his hair, and sat up on his knees. “Come here.”
Slack-boned and limp-muscled, I let him pull me up. He slipped both hands under my butt and lifted me up the incline of his thighs. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my breasts against his chest, and slid my tonguebetween his lips. Kissing this man, tasting him—and me on him—exploring him, was my lifeblood. I thrived on being this close—could never get close enough.
We held each other and kissed like it was the first time… the last time. His hands squeezed my behind, pushing his hard length against me. I hooked my ankles behind him and let my hands roam over his shoulders, up the sides of his face, and down his back with suppressed urgency. I didn’t want to rush it, but could barely hold myself back.
He
“Ouch!” Merrick chuckled and grabbed me, dipping me back and pressing his soft, demanding lips to mine. I inhaled deeply through my nose, closing my eyes and relaxing into his kiss, feeling secure in his arms. I ran my hands up over his strong shoulders and twined my fingers in his hair. The ring felt so foreign, yet so… anticipated, on my finger. Despite what had brought the proposal about, this moment was perfect and I’d never forget it.
Before I knew what was happening, I was airborne and came down on the bed with a soft bounce. Merrick pounced and held himself over me with a devious glint in his eye. “Now, Ms. DeSalvo, will you stop picking fights with me, or do I have to take drastic measures?”
A giggle bubbled up from my stomach as desire flamed between my legs. I reached down and grasped the bulge behind his zipper. “I’m in need of drastic measures, Mr. Rocha. Very drastic measures.”
“Mmm. You’re in for it now, woman.” He flicked open the button on my jeans and unzipped them. As he scooted down the bed, tugging my pants down, I grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled it off over his head.
With one deft yank, my jeans and underwear were swept off and tossed to the floor. Merrick splayed his fingers across the inside of my thighs and pushed them far apart. His dark eyes smoldered as he gazed up at me. “I owe you a million earth-shattering orgasms for what I put you through today. I’m so sorry. I only wanted—”
I shoved his face between my legs, muffling his words. “Start with the drastic measures already!” The last thing I wanted was to rehash what was now behind us. We had a beautiful future to start.
Merrick laughed, his hot breath and vibrating lips against my delicate flesh. I arched my back and ran my nails over his scalp. “You asked for it,” he whispered, blowing down my center.
Hell yes, I asked for it. I’d beg for it if I had to. I was sofar gone, addicted to this man between my legs, I’d suffer a serious withdrawal without him. But he was mine. One hundred percent mine. My fiancé. Soon to be my husband. Mine and nobody else’s forever.
Well, except MJ and Nadia’s…
He spread me open with his fingers and licked me from my bottom to the tip, where he pressed his tongue firmly against the tiny, miraculous nerves that sent me through the ceiling. Letting out heavy pants of breath, I watched him, caught his eyes and wicked smirk as he did it a second time.
God, how did I get so lucky? His broad shoulders flexed against my legs, and his long fingers swirled gently, replacing his tongue as he lowered his eyes, studying me. “Beautiful,” he whispered. “All I ever want.”
He latched his lips on to me, probing me with his tongue and sucking gently, then harder. There was no stopping the rush, the build, the inevitable explosion. I closed my eyes, gave myself over to Merrick completely, and let it come with such force, I cried out, head thrown back, fists gripping his hair. “Merrick, Merrick, Merrick,” I found myself whimpering when I came back from my out-of-body experience.
He took my hand, loosening it from his hair, and sat up on his knees. “Come here.”
Slack-boned and limp-muscled, I let him pull me up. He slipped both hands under my butt and lifted me up the incline of his thighs. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my breasts against his chest, and slid my tonguebetween his lips. Kissing this man, tasting him—and me on him—exploring him, was my lifeblood. I thrived on being this close—could never get close enough.
We held each other and kissed like it was the first time… the last time. His hands squeezed my behind, pushing his hard length against me. I hooked my ankles behind him and let my hands roam over his shoulders, up the sides of his face, and down his back with suppressed urgency. I didn’t want to rush it, but could barely hold myself back.
He
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