I slide my lips to her hand and kiss it. "Thank you, I really appreciate that."
"Oh, there's no need to thank me. I expect something in return, but I'll save my request until you tell me why you're asking."
I shake my head. Even slightly battered and bruised, her sass is still there. "What if I told you I wanted to say yes, when you asked me that?"
She rises onto her elbow. "You mean you want to get me pregnant on purpose?"
I kiss her on the lips. "Yeah, I do, but only after I marry you."
Seriousness crosses her brow. "But you just said you're going to be homeless, and there's no way we can live in my small place."
A deep belly laugh escapes my throat. "Oh, baby, I'm going to buy us a house, and hopefully have you pregnant by the first day of summer."
Her beautiful eyes stare at me in wonder.
I run my finger along the bandage on he cheek. "Tess, I will always take care of you. I'm going to sell this place because what I'll get for it will be enough to buy a house and float the business."
"Do you think we could find something close to Fiona and Ethan?"
I give her a smile. "Is that what you want?"
She nods.
"Then I know we can. So is that yes?"
She nods again. "Yes, I'll have your babies."
"Babies?"
"I want four kids."
"Four?" I pretend to be in shock, but secretly I was thinking more like six.
She gingerly moves her body so she's lying on top of me.
"What are you doing?"
With a press of her hips to mine, she purrs. "Getting started on our family."
I shake my head. "Baby, we shouldn't. You have to take it easy."
She presses her mouth lightly to my neck. "Then we'll take it easy, and slow."
I groan and thrust my hips upward. "Are you sure you're up for it?"
Her hand glides down and finds my cock, already getting hard. "This is what I want for being a good girl earlier."
I smile and drag my fingers up the skimpy camisole she'd changed into before getting into bed. It didn't go unnoticed that she was only wearing that and her panties when she slipped in bed.
I, on the other hand, opted not to sleep naked like I always do, and to keep my boxers on, to ensure I would be a good boy.
Guess even good boys turn out to be bad.
Once I have the hem of her top in my fingertips, I push it up. "You were a very good girl, and I think you deserve whatever you want for that. Tell me," I whisper, my fingers gliding up the sides of her breasts. "What do you want?"
"Do I get anything?"
"Always."
Tess slowly moves off of me and sits against the headboard with her legs spread wide. Her top is halfway up her body, where I left it.
I watch her, my breath catching at the vision before me.
"I want you to love me."
I look at her and see the same desire in her eyes that is flowing through my veins. Unable to deny her, I strip my boxers off and crawl down the bed. "Always," I whisper, as I place a kiss on each of her ankles. "Forever," I say nuzzling her knees, one then the other. "Until the day I die," I moan, licking up the inside of her thigh.
Her fingers trail over my body, soft and sensual, with every move I make.
I map out her body, each beautiful inch of it. The inside of her elbows, the tips of her fingers, the long column of her neck, the slope of her breasts, the curve of her hips, the dip of her belly button.
Only once my mouth has grazed every square inch of the front of her body, do I cup her face against mine where I feel the flutter of her lashes against my skin, and whisper, "I love you. You're mine. I'm yours. We belong to each other, forever."
"Forever," she whispers.
And then slowly, softly, and gently, I remove her clothes and very carefully roll her onto her stomach, where I kiss each of her shoulder blades, lick down her spine, kiss the backs of her legs, her calves, and her ankles again.
Trailing my tongue back up one of her thighs, I stop before I reach her sex, and then gently roll her over so that I can stare down at her. "You're beautiful."
She takes my face in her hands and says, "I love you."
With her words all I can hear, I slide into her, and move so slow that it takes us each a very long to climax. When we do finally tip into orgasm, her name is on my lips, my name is on hers, and I can feel the love between us, unlike I've felt anything in my life.
And it feels really, fucking great!
Tess
THIS FOURTH OF July when Nick moons me, there's no doubt that I'm his intended target because he pulls his shorts all the way down, making sure I see every inch of his fine ass.