It was a dream she had years ago, of being a wife, mother, and chef. Her brother always told her she would make a change in their life, and she was going to start it now.
“This is all wrong,” he said.
She frowned. “What?”
He went down on one knee, and he pulled out a velvet box. “I’m the one that is supposed to propose to you.”
“Oh.”
“My brothers are going to drive me crazy if they know you’ve proposed first. My answer is yes, but I won’t be telling them that I was too fucking slow for this.”
She couldn’t stop laughing. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him close.
“You love me?” he asked.
“Yes, I love you.”
Oliver took hold of her hand, and slid the ring he’d bought onto her finger, and she did the same with his.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him, plunging her tongue into his open mouth. He released a moan with his hand going to her ass. She tugged him down to the floor, and straddled his waist.
“How about we strike a deal?” she asked.
“What kind of deal would that be?”
“We promise never to kill each other, but to give each other multiple orgasms, and I want kids.”
“I want ten,” he said.
“Ten?”
“Yep, five boys, five girls. I want a big family.”
She laughed. “Let’s start with two.”
“Six?”
“Four?”
“Deal.”
He sank his fingers into her hair, tugging her down. “I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”
“Nah, I’m the luckiest girl.”
Oliver rolled her over so that she was beneath him. He ran his hand down her body, cupping her tit before going between her legs.
“Are you ready for me to seal the deal?”
“Hell yes.”
He pulled his shirt over his head, and tore open hers. She fought to open his jeans, trying to strip him as fast as he was getting her naked.
Minutes passed, and they were finally naked.
“I’m clean,” he said, with his naked cock poised at her entrance. Ruby licked her dry lips.
“I’m clean, but … I could get pregnant.”