Lured into Love (Blossom in Winter #2) - Melanie Martins Page 0,135
my neck.
“I’m so in love with you it hurts…” I tell him, as he presses his groin into my ass, letting me feel the ridge of his cock, hard and tempting.
Then he pulls my hair to the side and leans down just enough to kiss the edge of my neck. I let my head rest against his shoulder and close my eyes, reveling in his touch. “Mmm…” he utters, sucking and kissing my tender flesh.
Fighting against the rising heat, I add, “Dr. Nel even said I have a pathological obsession about you.”
His hands go up to my shirt, unbuttoning my décolletage so that his hand can slide under and cup my breasts. “That makes two of us, then…” he whispers, his lips brushing against my temple.
My breath is ragged, and I’m shamelessly boiling beneath all these clothes. Fortunately, I see Alex pulling my shirt up, and all I do is stick my arms in the air, helping him out. Once shirtless, I turn to face him, my hardened nipples already pointing out. His eyes drift down to look at them, and I smile because it always feels like it’s the first time he’s seeing them. His fingers run over my chest and collarbone, giving me a little shiver down my spine. Then they go all the way down to the waistband of my jeans, where they unbutton them and pull down the zipper just as fast. And thank God I brought a pair of straight jeans, not skinny ones that are a hassle to take off. As I’m already shoeless, the jeans simply fall down to my ankles, and I step out of them, wearing only my white cotton panties now.
I’m about to reach for his sweater to do the same, but he stops me just as fast. “I need to ask you something first.”
Oh jeez, I’m standing in front of him almost naked, my wetness coating my panties, but he still wants to play hard to get? “Now?”
All of a sudden, though, Alex takes something from his pants pocket, and I see him getting down on his knee.
Oh gosh! My hands are already over my mouth covering a gasp, and my heart explodes with excitement upon recognizing the small velvet box in his hands. I never thought my parents had really given him back my jewelry, and a million emotions take over me as I recall not only the day he put the ring on my finger, but also the day my mother forced me to take it off.
“When your dad gave me this ring back, he asked me to forget you once and for all.” He pauses, opening the box. And my eyes alight on the beautiful sapphire gleaming at me. “I know I’m risking losing everything, but everything is worth nothing if I can’t be with you.” With tears welling in my eyes, I sniffle in a failed attempt to push them away. “Miss Van Gatt, will you marry me?”
I nod, barely able to articulate any words. Then I take a deep breath, and despite my sobs and broken voice, I say, “Oh God, of course.”
A big grin lights up his face as he stands up. And without further ado, Alex takes the ring and places it on my finger. As he does so, I know this time, he won’t leave me. I know this time, we are the ones leaving. And I know this time, we are in this together until the end.
I try to calm down, but my heart is filled with so many emotions that all I can do is embrace him as tightly as I can and let the tears I was holding back fall in silence down my cheeks. His arms squeeze around my neck and back, and a million loving thoughts condense into a moment that I wish could last forever.
Afterward, I reach around to cup the back of his neck, and kiss him. He doesn’t hold anything back. And neither do I. My emotions turning into lust and desire, I pull his sweater up, and he helps me strip it off, revealing his wide shoulders and sculpted body. Jeez… My fingers travel down to unfasten his belt, and I take a deep breath in a failed attempt to tame my loud heartbeat. But my breathing is ragged and my moves hurried. Fortunately, he helps me out and shoves his pants and boxers down in a wink, before pulling them off.
There is a bed somewhere, and that is where he’s carrying