happened, but he was about to find out. He took the stairs two at a time and burst through the bedroom door. He heard the wood split from the force of his thrust, but he didn’t care.
Sara sat on the edge of the bed, sobbing into a pillow. Her tear stained face nearly did him in, but he kept his feet planted where they were. He needed answers.
“What makes you think I don’t want you anymore?” he roared.
“You’ve done nothing more than kiss me goodnight for the past two weeks. It’s obvious you’ve changed your mind about me. You don’t owe me any explanations, but I wish you would leave so I can get on with my life.”
“I haven’t changed my mind,” his voiced softened, and he took a step closer to her. “You said you needed to think about your options. I was giving you time to heal and make a decision.”
“But…,” she trailed off, contemplating his words.
“Didn’t you feel my cock resting against your ass not five minutes ago? Do you think I walk around hard as a rock for anyone but you? You’re my mate, honey. That will never change.”
“I thought—”
“Yeah, I know what you thought,” he said, and kneeled on the floor in front of her.
He reached in his pocket and pulled out a light blue velvet box. Her breath caught as he flipped the lid and revealed a one carat, princess cut diamond with a platinum gold band. He grabbed her left hand with his and laced their fingers together.
“Sara Henley, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife and my mate?” he asked.
Tears streamed down her face and she squeezed his hand and nodded.
“You have to say the words, honey. I need to hear you say it.”
“Yes,” she said between the tears. “Yes, I will marry you and become your mate.”
“It’s about time,” he said as he slid the ring down her finger.
He stood, pulling her with him, and planted his lips on hers. He’d been waiting two weeks to kiss her properly, and it was far from a chaste, platonic brush of their lips. With one hand on the nape of her neck, and the other around her waist, he held her soft body against his hard one as he possessed her mouth.
When he forced his tongue past her lips, she didn’t hesitate to open wider for him. She met every brush of his tongue with the same urgency, and his cock throbbed with the need to sink deep inside her pussy.
His hands slid under her sweater and caressed her silky skin. She moaned when he brushed his thumbs along the underside of her breasts, and broke the kiss long enough to whip the sweater over her head. He undid her bra and they let it fall to the floor between them.
He caressed her nipples with his thumbs and she pulled on his t-shirt. He took the hint and removed it. He let it drop to the floor and when he started unfastening his pants, Sara followed with her own. Seconds later they stood in front of each other naked.
“I need you now,” he said. “Get on the bed, honey.”
She followed his directions and lay on her back with her legs spread wide. He could see liquid heat glistening the opening to her pussy and he didn’t have to touch her to know she was ready for him.
“Look how wet you are, honey. I can’t wait to feel you come around my cock.”
“No teasing,” she pouted.
“Get on your hands and knees.”
Again, she immediately followed his directions. He crawled on the bed behind her and rubbed his hand over the globes of her ass. She moaned and he raised his hand up and spanked her hard.
Smack!
“What was that for?” she said, breathlessly.
“That was for making me wait two weeks to have you.”
He rubbed her ass again and shoved two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. He moved the digits in and out slowly, enjoying her moans and whimpers. When he felt her pussy tighten around his fingers, he removed his hand and spanked her ass again.
Smack!
“Aaron,” she gasped, and tightened her fists on the bedspread.
“That was for flirting with that boy in front of me,” he said, shoving
Sara sat on the edge of the bed, sobbing into a pillow. Her tear stained face nearly did him in, but he kept his feet planted where they were. He needed answers.
“What makes you think I don’t want you anymore?” he roared.
“You’ve done nothing more than kiss me goodnight for the past two weeks. It’s obvious you’ve changed your mind about me. You don’t owe me any explanations, but I wish you would leave so I can get on with my life.”
“I haven’t changed my mind,” his voiced softened, and he took a step closer to her. “You said you needed to think about your options. I was giving you time to heal and make a decision.”
“But…,” she trailed off, contemplating his words.
“Didn’t you feel my cock resting against your ass not five minutes ago? Do you think I walk around hard as a rock for anyone but you? You’re my mate, honey. That will never change.”
“I thought—”
“Yeah, I know what you thought,” he said, and kneeled on the floor in front of her.
He reached in his pocket and pulled out a light blue velvet box. Her breath caught as he flipped the lid and revealed a one carat, princess cut diamond with a platinum gold band. He grabbed her left hand with his and laced their fingers together.
“Sara Henley, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife and my mate?” he asked.
Tears streamed down her face and she squeezed his hand and nodded.
“You have to say the words, honey. I need to hear you say it.”
“Yes,” she said between the tears. “Yes, I will marry you and become your mate.”
“It’s about time,” he said as he slid the ring down her finger.
He stood, pulling her with him, and planted his lips on hers. He’d been waiting two weeks to kiss her properly, and it was far from a chaste, platonic brush of their lips. With one hand on the nape of her neck, and the other around her waist, he held her soft body against his hard one as he possessed her mouth.
When he forced his tongue past her lips, she didn’t hesitate to open wider for him. She met every brush of his tongue with the same urgency, and his cock throbbed with the need to sink deep inside her pussy.
His hands slid under her sweater and caressed her silky skin. She moaned when he brushed his thumbs along the underside of her breasts, and broke the kiss long enough to whip the sweater over her head. He undid her bra and they let it fall to the floor between them.
He caressed her nipples with his thumbs and she pulled on his t-shirt. He took the hint and removed it. He let it drop to the floor and when he started unfastening his pants, Sara followed with her own. Seconds later they stood in front of each other naked.
“I need you now,” he said. “Get on the bed, honey.”
She followed his directions and lay on her back with her legs spread wide. He could see liquid heat glistening the opening to her pussy and he didn’t have to touch her to know she was ready for him.
“Look how wet you are, honey. I can’t wait to feel you come around my cock.”
“No teasing,” she pouted.
“Get on your hands and knees.”
Again, she immediately followed his directions. He crawled on the bed behind her and rubbed his hand over the globes of her ass. She moaned and he raised his hand up and spanked her hard.
Smack!
“What was that for?” she said, breathlessly.
“That was for making me wait two weeks to have you.”
He rubbed her ass again and shoved two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. He moved the digits in and out slowly, enjoying her moans and whimpers. When he felt her pussy tighten around his fingers, he removed his hand and spanked her ass again.
Smack!
“Aaron,” she gasped, and tightened her fists on the bedspread.
“That was for flirting with that boy in front of me,” he said, shoving
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