against my cock?
So much for slow and sweet.
I’m going dark and taboo.
Dark and oh, so taboo.
I pull my finger out and slide it back in.
“Oh…” she breathes.
“Feel good, baby?”
“God. Yes. Love it.”
Has she done this before? I don’t doubt it, given her experience. I won’t be the first to breach this ass.
But damn it. I’ll be the last.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Ashley
I love anal. What can I say? It’s hot. I tell my girlfriends who say they’ll never do it to try it once and then get back to me.
There’s little I haven’t tried in the bedroom.
Dale knows this now.
But I swear to God, he makes me feel like a virgin.
Everything he does to me is like an awakening. A sexual rebirth.
His finger gliding in and out of my ass has me so wet I can’t see straight. I want his cock there. I want it in my pussy. Fuck, I wish he had two cocks.
I’m dripping, and my nipples are so hard I’m sure they might pop off.
“Fuck,” he growls. “I can’t take this anymore.” He flips me over and onto my back on the bed. “Need to be inside you.”
He thrusts, filling my pussy, burning a fiery path through every part of me.
“I love you,” he grits out. “Love every part of you. Want every part of you.”
“It’s yours,” I breathe, gasping at each thrust that takes me closer and closer to the release I yearn for. “Every part of me is yours.”
“Going to make you mine,” he says. “Mine and only mine.”
I already am. My words float above us and around us, in a soft pink melody to his deep-red harmony.
“Never let you go,” he groans. “Can’t. Not ever.”
No one’s asking you to.
His groin hits my clit with each plunge, and this time, this time—
“Yes! I’m coming, Dale!”
My walls contract around him, and with each spasm I ride higher, higher, higher…
Every orgasm with Dale is better than the last. Every. Single. One.
I grab his cheeks, look into his gorgeous green eyes. So much I want to say. So much I’m saying inside.
So much he’s not yet ready to hear.
But I’ll say it.
I’ll say it all before our two months are over.
And I’ll hope it’s enough to matter to him. Enough to make him give me a lifetime.
For that’s what I need, what I want, what I crave more than anything else in the world.
A lifetime with this man I love. This man who’s shown me I’m more than just sex.
I’m about love. About going all in for what matters to me.
I’m about Dale Steel.
Strong arms jiggle me out of my slumber. I open my eyes to the Syrah-colored veil of Dale’s voice.
“Time to get up, Ash. I have a surprise for you.”
I pop my eyes open farther. “A surprise? What time is it? My mom gets in sometime this morning. They spent the night at an RV park in Reno.”
“It’s early. Seven thirty. I ordered breakfast, and you have time for a shower. We have an appointment at nine.”
“An appointment? Where?”
“That’s the surprise.” He smiles. “Come on.”
After the limo driver drops us off at another hotel, Dale leads me inside, past the lobby and glitzy casino, to the shops.
He stops at—
“Tiffany’s!” I gasp.
“Yes.”
The door swings open, and an attractive older woman with light-blond hair greets us. “Mr. Steel,” she says. “And you must be Ms. White.”
I don’t answer. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to speak again. What are we doing here?
“Thank you, Iris,” Dale says.
“You’re quite welcome,” Iris says. “I’ve laid out the items as you asked.”
Dale holds my hand, and we both follow Iris to one of the jewelry counters. Sparkling on top of velvet in Tiffany light blue lie no fewer than twenty diamond rings.
Diamond rings.
I can’t help gaping. They’re all huge. They’re all sparkling. They’re all beautiful.
I don’t let myself think about what this may mean. Surely Dale can’t be thinking… I mean, he only committed to two months.
He meets my gaze. “Choose.”
I gulp. “Er…what?”
“Choose,” he says again. “Pick the loveliest one, and it’s yours.”
“You’re… What?” I say again.
“I’ll leave the two of you alone. Just wave me over if you need me.” Iris heads to the front of the store.
We’re the only customers so far. Did Iris open just for us? I have no idea.
“Ashley,” Dale says, “you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I echo.
“So let’s get married tonight. With your mom. It’ll be a double wedding.”
The words float around me in the dark red of his voice. I actually see them—the first time I’ve seen words