“Oh God!” She angled her head back, breaking eye contact. “Sir, can I come?”
“Yes, do it now.” He slammed right to the hilt, feeling her inner muscles do their spectacular dance over his cock.
His climax rose with little warning, her body demanding he finish with her, squeezing him so damn tight. A loud roar shot from his mouth as she screamed his name in the magical euphoria no man should want to return from. His eyes shut, unable to stay open with the force of his orgasm, and he lost sight of her.
Only when he heard her soft sniffles did sense return to him. He reopened his eyes, finding tears in hers. “Why the tears, doll?”
One tear ran down her flushed cheek. “I’m just happy. Really happy.”
He kissed the tear away. “Me too.” Yet he still needed more.
“I know what you want, Presley. I know what you’ve wanted for a long time.” He withdrew from her, placing his soft dick on the side of her thigh. “Tomorrow you’ll go to the doctor and get your IUD taken out.”
Her eyes widened. “But—”
The words We’re not married echoed in the silence around them.
He shook his head, dropping a kiss onto her mouth stopping any further argument. “No buts. Just a ‘yes, sir’ will do.”
Her breath hitched, more tears filling her eyes, as she whispered, “Yes, sir.” He saw the joy in their pretty depths and knew that he’d given Presley exactly what she wanted. She rose toward him, wrapping her tender hands around his face, making him feel equally loved, and she kissed him.
It was a long endearing kiss that he never wanted to end. For the first time, he felt like he was doing right by the one person who needed him at his best.
He rose from his place between her thighs, pulling her with him to their feet. “Can you forgive me, Presley, for that night I touched you with no thought of you?”
She gave a soft smile belonging only to this woman, so compassionate and loving. “Yes, Dmitri, I can forgive you.”
Rel
ief eased the remaining tension inside him, stitching up the hell he’d gone through this week without her. “My loss of control when it comes to you will never happen again.” Heat and adoration burned between them, so thick he could taste it on the air. “Things needed to change for us to go forward, I know that now. I put Club Sin before you, and I’m sorry I hurt you in that way. You will never come second again, Presley. Always first. That is my promise to you.”
She stared at him for a long moment, more tears welling in her eyes, before she wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love you, Dmitri.”
He chuckled, holding her perfect little body against his, feeling something he hadn’t ever felt in his life: Peace. “Ah, doll, I love you, too.”
She angled her head, requesting a kiss, and he gave her one. When his kiss turned a little more heated and his cock twitched for more, he sighed and put distance between them. “While I’d love to stay right here with you, we must get dressed.” He grabbed her panties off the floor and handed them to her.
“Right.” She put her panties on, and as she did, Dmitri saw his semen drip down her thigh.
He liked that symbol of ownership she presented him. But he would love it more when that semen was used to make the family he’d always dreamed of having for himself. He smiled at the wonderful image in his mind of Presley with child. Then he reached for her clothes, placing them on the table next to him.
She raised her eyebrows at him curiously. “I don’t get my clothes?”
“Not these, no.” He left her wondering as he himself got dressed, all the while smiling at the confusion on her face. He enjoyed surprising her, and promised himself for the rest of his life he would endeavor to always see her like he saw her now. “I was wondering if you’d wear something else for me.”
“Okay,” she said, hesitant.
“I bought you a dress for tonight.” He reached for her hand, pulling her closer to him. “To celebrate the new start for us tonight. Will you wear it for me?”
“Yes, of course.” She grinned.
He dropped a kiss on her cheek, then moved to the other end of the couch, grabbing the black box with a red bow he stashed there earlier. “Here.” He offered her the gift. “It’s yours. Open it.”
Her eyes lit up in the usual way she reacted to presents, and he grinned. Life was pretty damn good right now. Once she opened the box, revealing the gorgeous white mermaid-style gown, her head snapped up in surprise.
“Oh, my God.” Her voice softened as she ran her hand over the silk bodice. “Please tell me those aren’t real diamonds.”
He grinned at her, avoiding her question, knowing she would object to him spending such an obscene amount of money on her. “Do you mind wearing the dress for me tonight?”