cupping my ass.
I sighed, breaking the kiss.
“Marry me.”
I stopped moving, my eyes snapping to his. “What?”
“Marry me, Piper. Doesn’t have to be now. Or next month. Or even this year. I want you to promise me that you will marry me.” He pinched my chin, placing a soft peck on my mouth. “I love you. I love you so fucking much. I will make up for what I’ve done. I will prove to you that this is worth it. That we are worth it. I want you at my side. In my bed. In my life. Forever, baby.”
My eyes welled. “You…you want that? You want to spend your life with me?”
“Yes, Piper. I told you that at the hospital and I’ll continue telling you.” He linked our fingers and kissed my knuckles. “I promise to show you that we are meant to be. That we’ve always been meant to be. Your name is on my bank account. You have access to everything I own, Piper. What’s mine is yours. Literally.”
He spun us around and slid from my body. Wrapping his hand around his cock, he pumped until he became hard. Until he grew. For me.
“I am yours, Piper. All of me. Every inch. Every piece.”
I pushed my hands beneath his shirt, pulling it up his torso.
He pulled off the shirt, revealing his tanned torso to my feasting eyes. A bandage sat on his shoulder and another on his lower abdomen. He would have scars and they would constantly remind us for the rest of our lives of how he almost died.
We had so much to work through. We probably always would. Jail messed Jaron up. Brynlee being taken, messed us both up. But our love for each other would conquer all of the heartache life had thrown at us. It made us stronger apart and even stronger together.
“Remind me,” I whispered at the same time he sunk back into my body.
I sighed, spreading my legs even wider and taking his slow thrusts.
With his hand in mine, he consumed me completely.
“Jaron.” I ran my hands up his back. “I promise.”
He lifted his head, staring down at me, his hips stopping. “Really?”
I nodded. “But you hurt me. You broke my heart.” It had been the first time I voiced my feelings since he came home from the hospital. “Don’t leave me. Ever again. If you need to go, take us with you. We are a team, Jaron. Don’t forget that.”
He leaned his forehead against mine. “I don’t deserve you, Piper. But I will spend my days showing you how much I love you. How much I need you. How deeply in love with you I am.”
“It’s deeper than love. Isn’t it?”
He kissed my nose and then my mouth. “It is.” He released me and stripped the rest of the way. Kneeling back between my legs, he took my thoughts and feelings and made them his. He owned and consumed me, making me forget all of the pain.
A couple of hours later, we were still in bed and his hands were cupping my head as he thrust his cock between my lips.
I enjoyed tasting myself on him. It reminded me that I in fact belonged to him. It also reminded me of how far we had come.
My tongue slid along the veiny ridges of his thick length. It slipped into the slit in the tip.
He groaned, his fingers tightening on my head. “Baby.”
I smiled around him. I loved when he became desperate and begged. It didn’t happen often but turned me on every time it did.
Lowering my mouth, I took him down my throat. I gagged around him but kept going. I couldn’t stop, knowing I needed to make him feel good. It made me wet the harder he became for me.
“Fucking hell.” His hips bucked. “Your throat is so tight.”
Releasing him, I kissed the tip and wrapped my hand around him. “You taste like me.”
He grinned, his eyes darkening. “I bet you taste like me too.”
A breathless laugh escaped me. “I’m sure I do.”
“Let me taste.”
Reaching between my legs, I slipped a finger inside of me before bringing it up to his mouth. I ran the wet tip along his lip.
His mouth parted, his tongue peeking out to lick along the soaked end of my finger. “Tasty.”
It was dirty but it was needed, and it was ours.
Piper
“Holy fucking shit,” Meadow exclaimed. “Our parents told us some things, but I didn’t know there was more to it than what they said.”
I laughed lightly,