neck. Her moans sent a bolt of hunger to my cock. I caressed her clit, which winced at my touch.
I turned her around, and our lips crushed together. Just kissing her electrified me. Her lips caressed mine as my tongue entered her deeply and urgently.
“I need to taste you.” I stared into her heavy-lidded eyes, which mimicked my own. I was so aroused I could hardly breathe, my heart pumping desire down to my engorged dick.
She widened her legs in response.
I got down on my knees and licked my way up her thigh, arriving at her inflamed clit. I twirled my tongue and sucked back her juices as if it were a delicious treat until she cried out and came all over my lips. I entered her with my finger, which made her tremble. She was so wet and ready to be fucked. I groaned.
Standing up, I turned her around and rubbed my dick against her round ass, my hands all over her plump, firm breasts. She arched her back, her ass gyrating against my belly, enticing my cock.
The intensity of the pleasure shivered through me, as though I’d been starved and had taken my first bite of a delicious banquet.
I moved my palms against her spiky nipples. “You’re so fucking tight. Do you want me to fuck you hard?”
“Please.”
Her sighs registered straight to my dick. I bit into her neck to stymie the growls that rumbled through me. The snug fit and sheer pleasure of being inside her was so excruciatingly intense that I wanted to blow straight away.
I continued grinding my pelvis against her perfect butt until her muscles spasmed and tightened around my cock. Trembling in my arms, Penelope cried out, her convulsing pussy squeezing me so tight that it only took one more thrust, and I came so intensely it felt as though I’d poured everything into her.
No woman had ever made me orgasm so violently.
After my breath returned, I murmured, “I need you in my life, Penny.”
“I like being in your life.” She turned to face me.
I pushed her hair away from her face and kissed her tenderly. It was a kiss of love, our lips fusing our souls.
“Will you marry me?” Although I never expected to utter those words, they arrived with little effort or thought.
She stepped out of the shower and into the warmed towel I held open for her.
Penelope’s silence left me suspended.
Grabbing a towel, I dried my hair. “Too much? Too soon?”
She shook her head. Her eyes pooled with tears. “I don’t know what to say. We’ve only known each other for a few months.”
“I love you.” I held her. “This has been the worst week of my life. And that’s saying something.” I paused for her to respond but she looked at me expectantly. “I missed not having you close to talk to and to hold. It wasn’t just my dick missing you.”
Her limpid, moist eyes met mine, and a sad smile touched her lips.
“Why didn’t you ring me after those thugs tried to abduct you?”
“I wanted to. But I was trying to hate you. Those photos really gutted me.”
“You do believe me, don’t you? I’m not into young girls. If anything, I go for mature women.”
She turned dark. “Mm… prostitutes.”
“I can’t change my past.” I brushed back my wet hair with my fingers. “I’m not into young girls. The mere thought of it disgusts me.”
“Why were you at the Cherry Orchard?”
“James was blackmailed into drawing me there.”
“But you went.”
Good point. “It was out of curiosity. I had no idea that half the girls were that fucking young.”
“Did you go in and watch them?”
I nodded. “Only because I wanted to see you. If you’d been there, I would have bought you, no question about it.”
She grimaced. “That was never going to happen.” She made a mock smile. “Did you watch any of the girls spread their legs? Even Lilly?”
“No. I didn’t go that far. Lilly would know that.”
She followed me into the bedroom. “Why is James being blackmailed?”
Taking a deep breath, I repeated James’s story. Her eyes rolled with disgust when I told her about the sex parties on the island and the underage girls. I couldn’t blame her. Even in the retelling, I was repulsed.
I poured a shot of whisky and held up the bottle.
Penelope shook her head. “Just water, thanks.”
I passed her a glass of water. “Let’s go to bed.”
I undid her towel and held her close, breathing her in. Her soft warmth melted my heart.