played across his firm body as he moved forward, each step slow and sensual. There was something mysterious and predatory in the way he looked at her—as if he meant to devour her. When he cupped the nape of her neck, drew her close to his lips, her nipples tightened beneath the towel.
“I want you naked,” he whispered, tugging the towel free and letting it fall to the floor. The coolness of the night chilled her still-moist body. Drops of water falling from her wet hair only added to the effect. Yet his warm touch was heating her up quite nicely.
Zoë moved her mouth across his and murmured, “I am naked.” Then she nipped his bottom lip. “Now what?” With a hand in the small of her back, he pulled her firmly against his body. His hard erection pressed to her belly. She chuckled. “Happy to see me?”
He stole her laughter away with a fervent kiss—one that made her hungry for more. When they parted she was breathless. Her body thrummed to the tune of desire.
“I need to be inside you.” His words were the catalyst to the flood of moisture between her thighs. Like always, he made her wet and horny.
Without waiting, she headed to the bedroom, stopping abruptly when she saw a little white box surrounded by a dozen long-stemmed roses lying on the comforter. Her heart stuttered as she stood there staring. He moved past her, lit another candle on the nightstand, and then he climbed upon the bed.
Damn, the man was sexy.
With a snap, he opened the box and a beautiful diamond ring twinkled in the candlelight. She couldn’t speak. Was this really happening? Did she dare believe that all her dreams were coming true?
“Come here.” His chest rose and fell with each deep breath he took. Was he as nervous as she? Her hands felt clammy. She felt weepy. When she approached, he took the ring from the case and grasped her hand. He kissed her knuckles before sliding the symbol of love onto her finger. With a little jerk, he pulled her on the bed next to him. “I love you, Zoë.”
She cupped his face, holding back tears of joy. “I love you too.” Emotion gathered in her throat, making it hard to speak, but she still managed to say, “I’ve always loved you.”
He rolled her onto her back and covered her body with his. It felt so good—so right. With a gentle nudge of his knee, he parted her legs. Resting his hips against her sex, he asked, “When?”
“When what?” Zoë smoothed her palms across his firm ass, feeling muscles ripple beneath her touch as she caressed up his back. She spread her thighs wider, urging him to enter her—make her complete.
“When will you marry me?” He raised his hips, angled them so that when he finally thrust, he parted her folds and pushed in.
Liquid heat rushed through her veins. “Name it,” she said on a gasp. Anytime—any place. Her fingers dug into his biceps as she held on tight.
Drew withdrew, sliding back in an inch at a time as he spoke. “Tomorrow.” Anticipation made the moment so much better. She knew how it felt to embrace his cock. He slid farther in.
Damn, that felt good.
“You.” His voice was beyond sexy. “Me,” he breathed the word. “Vegas.”
She raised her hips, driving him all the way in. Oh yeah… They fit perfectly together. “Mmmm…” she hummed, loving the way he rocked and rolled his hips to send her into meltdown. “I could live with that.” On a second thought, she added, “What about Mom, Dad, Josh?”
“They’ll be there. I’ve made all the arrangements.” He latched on to one of her nipples, drawing it deep into his hot, wet mouth. He sucked, licked, scraping his teeth along the sensitive flesh.
Zoë arched, begging him to take more. “Pretty sure of yourself,” she breathed, meeting the rhythm of his hips as he moved in and out.
His mouth made a pop as he released her nipple. “As sure as I am that you’ll be screaming my name in— Oh, let’s say about two minutes.”
Zoë was about to challenge him when he pulled out of her pussy, kissing a path down her body. Her laughter died when he sucked her clit into his mouth and started rubbing his tongue back and forth before he nibbled.
“No fair.” Her protest melted as he started to pinch her nipples. He knew exactly where to stroke to make her hips come off the