moment. I can give that to her and I will for as long as she’ll let me in this life. I can feel her pussy flutter around me and I know that she’s close.
That knowledge alone has my back tingling and my balls drawing up, ready to spill inside of her. I start to move faster, keeping my pace punishing and bruising. When she does fall over the edge, it’s with a scream and her entire body starts to jerk and shake beneath me. I only have to pump my hips a few times before I still and my release fills her sweet body.
Staying frozen, my hand in her hair, my other one wrapped around her waist, I shake above her, my knees seconds from giving out. My hand leaves her hair first, then slowly I lift my eyes from our connection and look into her face.
Her features are soft, her lips turned up into a smile that I’m not sure she realizes she’s even wearing. Then she releases the bedding and lifts one of her palms to cup my cheek as she so often does.
“I love you, Landry Astor.”
This is the moment.
Without saying a word, my dick softening, but still buried inside of her, I tug the dresser drawer open and find the box. Releasing her waist, I open it then turn to face her, tilting it down so that she can see inside of the box.
“Marry me, honey.”
Her eyes widen and she gasps, when she lifts her hand to her mouth, that’s when I lose her warmth. Deciding to get into the bed next to her, I sit down beside her, box open as she stares at it with wide eyes.
“Tennessee?” I ask on a nervous chuckle.
Finally, she lowers her hand from her mouth and shakes her head as tears stream down her face. She’s smiling, crying, and shaking her head, so I have no clue what she’s going to say next, but what she does causes my entire body to soar.
“A million times, yes, Landry. A million times yes.”
Chapter Forty
LANDRY
Opening my eyes, I glance down and grin at the sight of my ring on Tennessee’s finger, winking at me as the sun rises. Her palm is lying flat on my chest. She wriggles her fingers as if she knows that I’m awake and watching her. Then, slowly her head lifts and her eyes find mine.
“Morning,” I mutter, looking into her green gaze.
She smiles, her lips turning up as she watches me for a moment. Then she wiggles her fingers again. “It feels weird and heavy,” she whispers. “Oh, morning.”
I laugh at her observation and then at her afterthought of telling me good morning. Rolling over, my body hovering over hers, I grunt when she spreads her legs and I feel her warmth against my dick.
Dipping my chin, I touch my mouth to hers. She lifts her hips as soon as my tongue slides into her mouth. I moan against her lips, she swallows the sound as my hips roll. Her pussy is warm from sleep and I slide against her wetness, coating my cock with her.
Tennessee wraps her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my hips as she continues to rub herself against me. Her hips are grinding against mine and my dick begins to ache. Shifting backward, I align myself with her center and slowly sink inside of her.
Her head falls back once I’m completely seated inside, a low groan escaping her lips. Sliding my hands down her thighs, I wrap my fingers around the cheeks of her ass and hold her against me as I continue to roll my hips, grinding against her with each and every stroke.
“Cup your tits, honey,” I softly demand.
Her hands leave my shoulders and she does exactly what I ask. She cups her tits and then I watch as she rolls and tugs on her nipples as I move inside of her. It’s sexy as fuck, just like she is.
I watch as she goes from cool and calm to a whimpering, writhing mess beneath me. She squeezes her tits hard, tugging on her erect rosy nipples. My thrusts become just as erratic. And when her body begins to tremble, I know that she’s close. Her orgasm rolls through her, her muscles tense and then she slowly relaxes on a long sigh.
“Quit taking whatever birth control you’re on. Next time I’m inside of you, I want nothing between us, absolutely nothing.”