The Risque Contracts Series(46)

“Bring what?” Elisa piped up.

“Mom’s dress,” Charlotte answered, almost reverently.

“What dress—wait, mom’s wedding dress?” Elisa looked a little shell-shocked. She could see where this was heading, but apparently, she didn’t believe it.

“Charlotte, would you give us a few minutes please? Elisa will meet you down at the spa in an hour.”

Charlotte looked like she wanted to argue, but raising a single eyebrow, I made it clear it was not a request.

“Go ahead,” Elisa told her. “Brysen and I obviously need to have a conversation.”

Once Charlotte left the room, I did what I’d needed to do since I saw her standing in that doorway. I dragged her into my arms and kissed her deeply, only coming up for air when I knew I was on the precipice of not being able to stop.

I took advantage of the daze I’d put her in and started explaining. “Elisa, I invited Charlotte, Maddie, and Caleb here to attend our wedding.”

Elisa laughed and shook her head. “Brysen, I think the engagement was enough, we don’t need to get married now just to prove something to my ex.”

My temper boiled at the assumption that the dipshit would have any relevance in my wanting to marry her. I kept it in check and continued. “I’m marrying you today for no other reason than I cannot wait to begin my life with you. You are my everything, baby. I need to know you are mine forever, and to make damn sure everyone else knows it. I want to call myself your husband, to come home to you as my wife every night, and be a father to our children as soon as possible.”

“But,” she paused, her brown eyes wary and unsure.

“What, baby?”

She glanced away and bit her bottom lip, distracting me with the desire to have it in my mouth instead.

“We...um,” she cleared her throat, “we haven’t even said ‘I love you’.”

Holy fuck. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t told her. I could have sworn I’d said the words the night before. Then I remembered, I’d spoken of being in love, but had not come right out and said it.

I grasped her chin and forced her eyes up to meet mine. “You’re right. I’m sorry I didn’t make this more special, baby. I honestly meant to tell you last night. I love you. From the first moment I saw you, I was bewitched and fell head over heels. Every day, I think I couldn’t possibly love you more, then I wake up and find I was wrong. Every time you laugh, every time you fall apart with my name on your lips, I am tethered that much tighter to you. I will love you forever, Elisa, and I want forever to start today.”

Her eyes had become wide as saucers, her mouth parted, and that blush I loved so much spread across her freckles.

I waited in silence for a few minutes, but patience was not a virtue I possessed. “I know you love me, baby, but I want to hear the words. I need to hear them.”

She seemed to break out of whatever trance she was in and threw herself into my arms. “I love you, Brysen! I don’t know how it’s possible to love you so much after only a few weeks, but I do.”

Relief flooded my body. I’d known the truth of it, yet hearing her say it was better than I could have ever imagined. Our mouths met with urgency and I no longer cared how much we had to get done. I scooped her into my arms and stood, stalking to the bedroom where I followed her down onto the bed.

I lifted up, braced on one side, and slid a finger down the parted robe, loosening the knot and opening the sides, displaying her naked body. I cupped one rounded tit in my hand, squeezing and feeling the nipple harden beneath my palm. Then I slid my hand down over her belly, circling a finger around her navel and ending at the lips of her pussy. She was glistening with arousal, already soaking wet.

“I love how you respond to me, baby. You’re always ready for me.”

She mewled as I dipped one finger into her folds, her chest arching. It left me no choice but to suck one firm, little peak into my mouth.

I wanted to worship her body, to take my time and explore every single inch. However, I knew we were running short on time. I bit down lightly on her nipple before letting it go. “I need you, but we don’t have time for me to make love to you. This is going to be a hard, quick fuck,” I growled.

“Yes,” she moaned. “I want it hard. Fuck me, Brysen.”

I loved when dirty words spilled from my girl’s mouth. It was a fucking turn on and I let my control go, my baser instincts taking over. Moving on top of her, I spread her legs as wide as they would go and lined my cock up to her pussy. Then I thrust in hard, sheathing myself completely.

“Fuck! You are so tight, baby.” At my words, her pussy clenched. “Yes, Elisa. Squeeze me. Fuck, that’s good.”