I press my lips against hers, pouring all my emotions into it. She reciprocates, and before things escalate, I stop, needing to tell her how I feel.
“I’ve never felt so strongly about anyone so quickly, Brianna. I know what we have is more than a business deal or high school crush. It’s much more than that. I’m in love with you and even admitting that scares the shit out of me but I’m not letting you go,” I tell her.
“Thank God,” she whispers, choking out a relieved laugh. “I’m sorry for not being as secure as I should be. This just feels all too real and perfect, and scares me, too.” She looks down at the sapphire diamond ring on her finger, twists it off, and hands it to me. The light from the bay windows makes it sparkle. I look at Brianna and realize how much I need her. It’s stronger than want at this point. Glancing back at the ring, then at her, I do the craziest thing.
I drop to one knee and hold the ring for her to see. She tilts her head and looks at me like I’ve lost my mind and if I have, she’s to blame.
“Brianna Carson. I know you’re going to think I’m nuts, but I’m thinking more clearly than I ever have. I can’t imagine you not being in my life. I know what we have is real, and I’d be an idiot to let you slip away. I want to give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of and more. I want a life with you, and I hope you do too. Will you marry me and make me the happiest man alive?”
She swallows hard as her eyes widen in shock. “You’re serious?”
“As serious as a heart attack,” I tell her, feeling overly vulnerable.
She tucks her lips inside of her mouth and nods. “Oh my God!” She gasps. “Yes!” She clasps both hands over her mouth, tears in her eyes. “I can’t believe this!”
“I promise to make you the happiest woman in the world,” I tell her as she kneels in front of me and wraps her arms around me, pressing kisses to my lips.
“You already have,” she tells me as I slip the ring on her finger right where it belongs. Tears of happiness stream down her face, and I stand and pull her up with me. The smile on her face may never fade, and I hope it stays there permanently.
The close proximity, feeling her chest pushed against mine, and the fact that I have her alone, all to myself, gets the best of me. I grab her face with my hands and kiss her passionately. I’m having trouble controlling myself, and don’t want to hold back. Her moans against my mouth fill me with desire even more.
I run my hands down her body, exploring every curve. I brush my fingers along her shoulders to her arms then her back and her breasts. She clutches my biceps, and I love the feel of her soft hands on my skin. I reach down to her thighs and bring my fingers up along her inner thigh and feel that delicious space right between her legs. She’s wet, and I can tell that she’s as filled with lust as I am. I explore her further, then take my fingers and place them inside of her panties, feeling her sensitive nub. Brianna cries out as I continue to play with her clit and we don’t make it to the bedroom before she’s undressing urgently.
Within moments, she’s completely naked in front of me, and we make our way to the couch. Brianna lies back on the cushions, eyeing me and inviting me to join her. I rip off my shirt and take off my jeans in no time. Soon my body is covering her Is, exploring her body with my tongue and hands. I make my way to her clit, and I take Brianna in my mouth, enjoying the taste of her. I love the way she tastes, and I can tell she’s close. Brianna arches her back and cries out. She comes, hard, her body convulsing as the orgasm rocks through her, but we’re not done yet.
I hover above her, making eye contact, as I enter her.
“Oh, God.” She moans, and I plunge myself deeper inside her which only causes her to scream out in pleasure. I want to take it slow and enjoy it all, but I can’t. She feels so damn good. I could do this all day, every day, for the rest of my life, and now I will.
“More,” she whispers in my ear. “Don’t stop, Tate. Please,” she begs, digging her fingers into my biceps.
“You’re driving me fucking crazy,” I grunt, my words strangled.
I continue thrusting in and out of her, and soon our bodies are covered in sweat. A total feeling of dominance comes over me while I caress her soft, beautiful breasts. The pleasure of it is so intense that Brianna runs her fingernails down my back.
“Harder,” she begs, and that’s all that I need to hear. I pick her up again from her position on the couch and bring her onto a chair, where I pull her on top of me and grab her hips tightly, guiding her up and down. I watch her as she’s fucking me, and I’m amazed by her beauty.
She pinches her nipples, and her head falls back as she comes again. It becomes too much and my body tenses right before I lose all control. Feeling my release, she picks up her pace and rides me until I can barely take any more. Brianna collapses on top of me, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight. I get up from the chair and carry her in my arms to the b
edroom then place her in the bed and cover her with a blanket. I lie beside her and wrap my arms around her. We enjoy the silence and repose for a while; the hazy bliss that comes after the amazing experience we shared.
Our hands are intertwined in one another’s, and when I see the engagement ring on her finger, my heart swells.
“I’m happy this is mine,” Brianna says. I look at it, examine her face with love and tenderness, and I place my hand behind her head.
“I’m happy it is too,” I say. “I couldn’t imagine you leaving. I can’t imagine you not being here.”
Silence. Brianna stares at me before a smile covers her face.
“I love you, Tate,” she whispers. “Thank you.”
I pull her closer to me until her lips are just inches from mine. “I love you, Brianna. So damn much.”
She dips down and kisses me, and it brings me so much joy to know that I’ll get to do that forever. It’s crazy to feel so strongly about her, but she’s my other half, the one I’ve been searching for all my life. We fit together like two puzzle pieces and when you find your person you just know. Your body, mind, and soul knows, and only a fool would run from that.
The woman of my dreams finally has a face, and it belongs to Brianna Carson.
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