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  His erection was already tenting his jeans, and it was enormous. After getting the button undone and his zipper down, she took a deep breath, gripped the edges of the denim, and pushed them down along with his boxer briefs. His shaft sprang forth like another limb, and all she could do was stare at it.

  “You see what you do to me, baby.” His voice was so low, so rough, that her nipples instantly hardened and her pussy swelled with her arousal. “You have total control over me, Lake, and always will.” His gaze was lowered to her chest that was rising and falling from her rapid breathing.

  She was so turned on, and the feel of the weight on her finger from the ring had her arousal growing for this man.

  “Touch me before I lose my control and just take you right here and now without giving you the chance to take the lead, baby.”

  Her heart thundered, her palms were sweating, and beads of perspiration dotted her temples and the area between her breasts. Keeping hold of his gaze with hers, she reached out and smoothed her hands over his chest again. Slowly moving her hands down the granite-like, hairless, and hard expanse of flesh, she gripped his shaft. He was so thick and long that she couldn’t even wrap her fingers fully around his girth. God, she loved that.

  “Yeah, just like that, baby.”

  She wanted him, wanted to feel Reese touch every part of her. Power surged through her when she started stroking him and he couldn’t hold his eyes open any longer. The fact she couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen into her lungs had her feeling lightheaded, dizzy, and powerful. She wanted it all, and she wanted it with this man that had made her feel so beautiful. He always made her feel strong, intelligent, and a well-loved woman.

  “I love you, Reese.”

  He groaned. “I love you, baby.”

  Letting go of his erection and taking a step back, she watched the different emotions pass across his face: love, arousal, and the need to dominate her and take control.

  “I’m done holding the reins, Reese. Take me—” She didn’t finish that sentence, because this low noise left him, before he had his arms wrapped around her. He kissed her like he couldn’t get enough, like he’d die if he didn’t take her right now. He moved her so her back met the living room wall. Reese ran his teeth and tongue up and down her neck, and had his hands on her upper arms, holding her in place for him.

  “I could devour you right now, Lake. I want to. I want to pretty damn badly.”

  She moaned out at his erotic words.

  He moved his other hand down her waist, over her outer thigh, and snaked it around until he could grip her behind the knee. “Let me own you, own this part of you,” he said and touched her pussy through her clothes.

  A gasp left her.

  “You already do, Reese.”

  He licked at her pulse. “You are the only one that can bring me to my knees.” When he lifted her leg and brought it flush with his hip, it put her pussy in direct contact with his erection. He thrust his hips forward, and she groaned as his cock pressed against her clit. The skirt she wore had him in direct contact with her panty covered pussy. Sparks of pleasure went straight through her body. He did it again and again until she started grinding herself on him, seeking more pressure. If he kept it up she would get off from this alone.

  He kept moving against her, bringing her pleasure higher and higher until she was gasping for air. “Fuck, baby.”

  “God.” Curling her hands further into his arms she started moving her hips in time with his, but harder this time, bringing herself closer to climax. She wished her panties weren’t in the way, and that she could feel how smooth and hot he was against her bare flesh.

  Her head fell back against the wall, and a moan spilled from her right when he thrust especially hard against her. He cupped her breast with one hand while still holding her leg with the other.

  “I’ll come in my damn jeans if we keep this up.” He ran his palm up and down her nipple, causing the little bud to tighten further. Lake wanted her shirt and bra off.

  Yes, she had said she wanted to take control, but right now she wanted Reese to be the one to control things, to make her scream out his name.

  In the next instant he had her shirt off, and reached behind her and unlatched her bra. The material slid down her arms, and he tossed it aside. When he pulled back and looked at her bare breasts it was like he reached out and touched her. It seeped into her body, and had her only thinking about being with this man.

  He pulled her closer to his hardness, and claimed her mouth. His groan vibrated against her lips. He moved his mouth down her neck. The lower he went, the deeper the sounds he made.

  His hot, humid breath teased the peak of one of her breasts, causing the turgid tip to stiffen further. For several long, agonizing seconds all she felt was his warm breath teasing over her.

  “You’re torturing me.” Spearing her fingers into his hair, she tried to pull him closer to her chest, pleading with her actions as well that she wanted this. But trying to move him was like moving a brick wall.

  “That’s the last thing I want to do,” he said in this husky, arousal-laced voice.

  Her insides turned to mush with him, and her instincts told her that this man would always be there for her.

  Lake tightened her fingers in his hair, and he gave one last groan before covering her left nipple with his hot, wet mouth and sucking long and hard. Blood rushed to the surface and swelled under his ministrations. For several agonizingly pleasure-filled seconds all he did was suck on her breasts. He alternated between them, drawing the tissue out with his teeth, and then dragging his tongue over the slight sting he caused.

  She was vaguely aware of the sounds coming from her, ones that should have made her embarrassed, but she couldn’t comprehend anything because the ecstasy was far too intense. He slid his palm down her belly, pushed her skirt up and over her hips, and slid his hand down her underwear. At the first touch of his fingers in her slick cleft, Lake cried out.

  “It’s so good.” She hadn’t meant to say the words out loud.

  “Yeah, it really fucking does feel good, baby.” He continued to stroke her slowly. “You’re so damn wet for me, so primed for my cock.” He slipped a thick finger into her pussy and started pushing it in and pulling it back out slowly. “You want my cock, don’t you?”

  She nodded, not able to speak.

  “Yeah, you do.” He rubbed her even more. “This is all for me, baby. Tell me you’re this soaked for me, that I’m the one that made this pussy juicy.” He murmured against her chest at the same time he pressed his thumb to her clit and started working the bundle of nerves back and forth.

  “Reese, oh God, Reese…” The words fell from her lips like a plea. All she wanted was to be naked so they could rub themselves against each other. She wanted to grind herself on him, get off from that alone, and then do it all over again. God, did she want to do that desperately. Lake let go of his hair and moved her hands between their bodies.

  Reese let out a hoarse sound in the back of his throat, grabbed her ass, and hauled her up his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and pressed herself on his dick, rubbing her pussy on him. Hissing out a curse, he took her mouth in a hungry kiss for long, drugging seconds. He broke away only long enough to stride out of the living room and into her room.

  Taking hold of chunks of his hair in her hands, she brought his mouth to hers and kissed him like she had never kissed another person before. Their tongues pressed to one another, and when he retreated she followed into his mouth.

  He moved his lips down to her collarbones and dragged the muscle of his tongue across them. He moved them over her back and forth, over and over again as if he couldn’t get enough of the act.

  Before she get even take a breath her back met the mattress, and then Reese was tearing her skirt and panties off. Before she knew what was happening she was naked for him. He placed his hands on her knees and pried her legs apart slowly. Closer and closer he smoothed his hands down her inner th
ighs until he came to the area of her body that ached the most for him.

  “Look at me, baby. Watch as I touch you.”

  Forcing herself up on her elbows so she could see what he was doing between her legs was harder than she thought. Her limbs felt like pudding, and a jittery sensation coursed through her veins. Reese lifted his gaze to her, and she held her breath.

  “I want you to watch as I eat your pussy out and love every fucking minute of it.”

  A high settled into her, and she parted her lips as he lowered his head to her pussy, never once taking his gaze off of her. And at the first lick of his tongue on her cleft she clenched the sheets in her hands and prayed that this would last forever.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Well, Reese had done it, asked Lake to marry him. He was ecstatic, elated, and happy, but he didn’t want to think about anything else aside from the right here and now, and making his woman come.

  Fuck. Her pussy was the hottest damn thing he had ever tasted. When his mouth was only an inch from the soft, supple lips of her cunt he broke eye contact with her and looked down at her slit. “Damn, baby, you’re so pink and wet for me.” He licked at her, sucked at her pussy lips, and then he ran his tongue up her cleft and sucked on her clit. She was pink and glistening from her arousal for him.

  Her clit was swollen and red and just begging for him. Latching his mouth over the engorged bud, Reese sucked on her like a starving man. She tasted so good, so fresh that he grew thirsty for more. “I’m so very hungry for you, Lake baby.” He licked her so many times he couldn’t feel his tongue, but he didn’t stop, couldn’t. She made these needy little sounds, ones that drove him absolutely crazy with lust.

  Moving his hands down her thighs, he stopped and framed her pussy. Taking his thumbs and spreading her labia apart, he lifted his gaze up the length of her body, loving her curves. Her eyes were closed, lips parted, and her large breasts heaved from her increased respirations. Hell yeah, she was right here with him, experiencing it all. He went back to attacking her cunt with his lips and tongue.

  “You taste so sweet.” As he ran his tongue up and down her slit, she became so juicy for him he couldn’t help but grunt against her swollen, soaked slit.

  “I’m so close to getting off,” she breathed out. Her hands were bunched in the sheets, pulling at the material as she thrashed her head back and forth.

  “I want you to come all over my face, baby.” Sucking furiously on her clit again, he felt her body start to tighten. He placed a hand on her rounded belly, and loved how she was all curves, thickness … lush. Holding her still, he took his other hand and pushed two fingers into her pussy. He was slow, not being too rough. A cry of ecstasy left her on a long wail.

  “God, baby, that is so fucking it. You are so damn hot.”

  She lifted her hips and ground her cunt against his face. The wet noises of his mouth between her legs had his cock throbbing. Reese started pressing his hips into the mattress, trying to alleviate the pressure. His balls were going to explode if he didn’t get his cock inside of her.

  “Reese, yes.” His name came out of her on a long moan, and that was his breaking point.

  Dragging his tongue down her cleft he slipped his hands under her ass, lifted her slightly, and continued his downward path. He licked at the puckered hole of her bottom with just the tip of his tongue, allowing her to grow accustomed to what he was doing. When she started panting again, he used more force, licking her hard then sucking on her flesh. Her pussy juices slid down the crack of her ass, and he devoured her. She tasted salty and musky, and it drove him wild with lust. With one more lick up the crease of her bottom, he pulled away. He kept her legs spread open with his hands on her inner thighs, and stared down at her pussy, his pussy.

  Her chest rose and fell from her post-orgasm euphoria. He was the one that put that look on her face, who made her feel this way. His pulse throbbed in his cock, and her legs were still parted on either side of him. When he positioned himself above her, the feel of her wet pussy slipped along his length. He groaned, closed his eyes, and grappled with his control.

  She lifted up slightly, reached between them to grab his cock, and positioned the tip of his dick at her entrance. He had to grit his teeth as her slender fingers wrapped around his cock, and he forced himself not to thrust into her at the feel of her wet heat against him. Their eyes locked, and he slowly started to push his cock into her. A deep groan left him, and her breath hitched.

  When he was fully inside of her he slipped his hands under her ass, clenched the flesh, and in one move had her over him. She now straddled his waist, her hands on his chest, and her mouth parted. She worked herself on him, and Reese clenched his hands against her hips to keep from taking control. Her movements were slow and sensual.

  Her breath hitched when she slid all the way down on him and rose back up, over and over again, gradually picking up speed. For a moment he lost it and found himself thrusting up every time she pushed down on him. He wanted to be deep inside of her, so deep every part of him was covered in her wet, tight heat.

  She moaned loudly. In a quick move, he had her on her back again, with his pelvis wedged between hers. He speared his hands in her hair, tugging her head back and arching her throat.

  “Reese.” She moaned. “God, yes,”

  She held him tight and lifted her hips, grinding herself on him. He was still inside of her tight, wet heat, and it was euphoria. Curling his hands in the sheets by her head, he started moving inside of her fast and hard, steady and powerful. Sweat trailed down his hairline, and his skin felt too tight. Her pussy felt so fucking good, and all he wanted to do was bury his face in the sweet spot once more. But his dick was a greedy bastard and pulsed, needing him to continue pulling out and pushing back inside.

  He lowered his gaze to her pussy. Her clit protruded, begging for attention. With his cock lodged in her body, Reese fucked her good and thoroughly. Their sweat-slicked stomachs touched, and he pushed another inch into her when he thrust in deep.

  She gasped out his name. “I feel so stretched, so full.”

  A grunt left him when her tight little body clenched around him. Slowly and with measured movements he continued to move in and out of her. Her inner muscles tightened around him, then relaxed. His balls drew up tight with his impending orgasm. He was going to fill her with his cum, make her so full of it there would be a damp spot on the sheets beneath her.

  For several long moments he didn’t move, couldn’t for how good it felt. He wouldn’t last long, not when she slid her hands up his sides and around to his back. Her nails dug into his skin, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

  Lifting up just enough that his arms were locked straight and his chest no longer touched hers, Reese pulled out of her wet heat and pushed back in.

  “Slow is good, Reese, so good, but don’t hold back, please.” She arched her back, and her breasts rose up from the motion.

  He sat back on his knees, gripped her waist with his hands, and fucked her like he meant it, and damn did he mean it. The sloppy, wet sound of his cock tunneling into her cunt was an auditory orgasm all its own. He bottomed out of her every time he pushed back inside. She pulled at his hair, and the slight sting of pain felt so fucking good. He pulled away, wanting her to know that there was nothing about her he didn’t desire.

  “I’m going to come again.” She moved her hands to his back and pierced his flesh with her nails. The sensations were all-consuming pleasure and had his orgasm washing through him. Her muscles milked him so strongly that he threw his head back and groaned out his climax.

  “Fuck, baby. Fuck.” He jerked against her as he emptied himself inside of her body, gave her every last drop of his cum. The fact he was filling her with his seed, and saturating her with a part of himself, had this power coursing through him. It always felt like this with her, and he knew it always would. “You’re mine.” His voice was low, scratchy from his desire. “You’ll always be mine.” He continued t
o thrust into her shallowly, sensing her climax still consuming her. He didn’t want this to end, didn’t want to pull out of her sweet, wet, and warm pussy.

  She stared up at him with wide, pleasure-filled eyes. “Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, Reese.” She stared at him, her lips parted, her pupils dilated. “I’m yours, and I’m not going anywhere.”

  He was hers as much as she was his.

  He had never felt so uninhibited with a woman, never loved anyone the way he loved Lake. This was real and true, and nothing in his past, no other woman he’d had, compared to Lake, to what they had. He knew that it would always be this way with her. Always.

  When both of them were sated he pulled out of her, lay down next to her on the bed, and pulled her close. She was pliant beside him, sleepy, content. He loved that.

  She was his life now, and would always be until he stopped breathing. With that thought he grabbed the blanket and pulled it over them. He held her tight, knowing he’d never let her go.

  Epilogue

  Two and a half years later

  “You look beautiful, Lake,” Ginny said, tears on the other woman’s face. Ginny wiped her cheeks, sniffed, and they both chuckled at how emotional they were.

  “Thank you, and you’re positively glowing,” Lake replied, and placed a hand on Ginny’s very round belly. Even in the pink chiffon summer dress at eight months pregnant Ginny radiated beauty. She always had no matter what.

  Lake looked at herself once more in the mirror, smoothed her hands down the white lace and satin wedding gown that had been her mother’s, and smiled. She was so happy, but also nervous, so nervous, if the truth was being spoken right now, but not because this moment frightened her. She was nervous because she was finally marrying the man she loved, a man that had treated her with nothing but respect these years. Reese had done everything to make sure she was happy, to make sure she experienced what she wanted without rushing her.