I chuckled. “Is that you saying yes?”
“You know it is,” he said softly. “I’ve been ready to marry you from the moment you first mentioned our wedding, Cain Jensen.”
I smiled at that and pushed into him, hitting that spot inside him that had a loud moan spilling from his lips.
“I’ve been ready to ask for just as long, Ethan Rhodes.”
I kissed him deeply then, as I increased my thrusts. Ethan became louder the closer he got and I drank in every sound, especially as he began saying my name and telling me he loved me. When he flew apart in my arms, I fucked him through the orgasm so I could watch every emotion pass through his bright green eyes. My own control was shattered when Ethan’s fingers brushed over one of the scars on my back. It was something he did often and it never failed to remind me that he was the only reason my wounds on the inside had healed as completely as the ones on the outside.
“Fuck,” I shouted as I began to shoot deep inside of him. “Love you so much, Ethan,” I growled as I pressed my mouth against his as my orgasm snapped the coil that had been building and building to a near painful end. The release cascaded over me in perfect waves of pleasure, one right after the other until I couldn’t do anything but rest all of my weight on Ethan. I knew he loved it though, because he wrapped his arms around my back to hold me close as my dick continued to pulse inside of him.
I came back to myself to find him kissing my neck.
“What will this make?” I asked as I forced myself to separate from him just the tiniest bit. “Our third shower of the day?”
Ethan smiled. “I can go take one by myself,” he offered.
“Shut up,” I growled before kissing him long and deep.
Because he and I both knew that was one offer I’d never take him up on.
The End