Brick Brick (Knights Corruption MC - Next Generation, #4) - S. Nelson Page 0,128
I had, but not a day went by that I didn’t thank God she gave me another chance.
“You wanna come, Ry?” Her quick nod was her only response. Then she tossed her head back when I jerked my hips upward, my thumb circling her clit, shoving her closer and closer.
“Please… don’t stop.”
“Look at me, baby.” She dropped her head and her eyes tumbled to mine. “Tell me you love me.”
“I love you,” she whispered breathlessly.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
“Always.” She fell forward and pressed her hands into the mattress beside my head, sealing her mouth over mine while I continued to work her over with my body and hand, giving her the perfect amount of friction to make her come.
I swallowed her moans as her inner muscles convulsed, and several thrusts later, I joined her, spilling myself deep inside her, professing my love and promising her the world with the stroke of my body.
We were both left panting, suffocating on the shared air between us, but after a few moments of her resting on top of me, I smacked her ass.
“Ow. What was that for?”
“I’d love to stay like his forever, but we gotta get up. We’re late as it is.”
“Oh shit!” she yelled, bending the wrong way when she tried to get off me.
Now it was my turn to complain. “Damn, woman. You almost broke it off.” I clutched my dick and grimaced, glaring at her when all she did was shake her head at me as if I was being a baby. “You’re gonna pay for that one,” I shouted after her right before she closed the bathroom door.
I retreated from the room and showered in the hallway bathroom. If I joined Riley in ours, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off her, especially when she was all wet and soapy, and if we didn’t get out of this house soon, we were never gonna leave. After drying off, I quickly dressed, walking back into the bedroom, thankful Riley didn’t have to wash her hair; otherwise, we’d be here another hour.
As she flitted about the room getting ready, first rubbing in her lotion, then putting on her underwear, white cotton panties I was gonna rip off as soon as we got home, I knew the time was coming. I just had to find the perfect opportunity, and it came when she walked into the closet to choose her clothes.
Having barely enough time to grab the box from my dresser, I breached the small space and dropped to one knee. She almost ran me over when she reemerged, still in her underwear and looking sexy as hell. She stared at me in confusion, until it clicked why I was in the position I was, holding a tiny black ring box.
I hadn’t said a word and already she was crying, wiping away her tears as quickly as they fell. I had a whole speech planned, but for the life of me I couldn’t remember any of it, so I went with what was in my heart.
With sweaty palms and a heart beating so fast I could hear the thrumming in my ears, I opened my mouth and prayed I didn’t fuck this up.
“Riley, I’ve known you my entire life and I’ve loved you for all of it. First you were my best friend, then you were the only girl I ever wanted to be with. And I know I messed things up there for a while, but I’m so happy we found our way back to each other. I never dreamed I could be this happy, and if you’ll let me, I would love to make you feel as happy as I do every day for the rest of your life.” I popped open the box and raised it in the air. “Will you marry me?”
At first, she didn’t say anything, and I got even more nervous, so I stood up, preparing myself to hear her refusal. But then she flung herself into my arms and nearly knocked me over.
“Yes,” she cried. “Yes, I’ll marry you.” Our kiss was hurried and excited and messy. It was perfect.
“Do you want to put the ring on now?” I mumbled against her mouth, laughing when she stepped back and thrust her hand in front of me.
She gawked as I slid the two-carat stone onto her finger. Perfect fit.
“It’s gorgeous.” Her eyes widened a little more the longer she stared at it. “I love it.”