I’m still hard and throbbing inside of her even when the last of her orgasm has run through her. I move my hands slower now that we’re both not in a frenzy of need, but I don’t want her any less than the second I walked in this room. I don’t think there will ever be a time when I don’t ache for her like this.
“Now this time I want you under me,” I say, standing up with her still on my cock.
“Again?” Her eyes widen in surprise. “I thought you’d need a second, or…” She looks down to where we’re joined as I flex my cock inside her.
“I’m just getting started.”
Chapter Fourteen
PIPPA
I let out a small surprised scream when my feet leave the floor as Timber picks me up and sets me on the kitchen counter. It’s probably the only empty space at the moment since the food is over-following in here and everyone is getting ready for tonight.
“Got you,” he says with a grumpy look on his face. “You move fast for someone so tiny.” I laugh because I don’t think I’m tiny. Short maybe, but not tiny. Besides, to Timber everyone is small.
“I’m busy.”
I’ve been going since my feet hit the floor this morning. Time is ticking until not only the party, but until my sister gets here. I want her to see that I have everything under control. That we are ready to rock and roll and all she needs to do is ready herself. I’m sure she’ll be wound up because she wasn’t able to be here to make sure everything is perfect. She can be a bit of a perfectionist and I want her to relax for once and enjoy herself tonight. She’s been working too much and I’m going to have to bite my tongue so I don’t say something to her boss.
“I miss you,” he whispers against my neck, and I melt into him.
I thought he was grouchy because he’s going to have to go to a party tonight. Nope, it’s because the party was keeping me too busy to shower him with attention. How quickly things have changed in such a short time.
“I miss you too,” I sigh, enjoying his warmth and how easily this came for us.
He wasn't joking when he said he wanted me and that he was sorry for pushing me away. He’s spent every moment proving that. He’s even been pitching in with helping with the party. He has to because he's usually distracting me and I forget what I’m doing and end up back in bed with him. Okay, it isn't always a bed but it’s always with my back pressed up against something while we find pleasure in each other.
I pull back from kissing him and I hate that I have to, but after tonight this will all be over with. We’re not doing any more crazy party-planning because I don’t want to feel like I’m about to pull my hair out. Who knew planning a party could be so freaking stressful? If it were up to me it would be Timber and me alone to enjoy each other with no interruptions.
“I didn't come to steal a kiss.” He smirks and the look is killer. I have to stop myself from pulling him back down to me and kissing him all over again.
“Oh, I know what you want.” I wiggle my eyebrows playfully, then I hear Celia clear her throat, reminding us we’re in the kitchen with other people. There’s a full-on cooking crew around us and I swear I forgot about everyone else with one look from Timber.
“I always want that, but the flowers are here.”
I told Timber about the whole flower mess the next morning when I woke up and he told me to let him handle it. So I did. If he wanted to handle the flowers then so be it; I knew that he’d make it perfect.
He pulls me off the counter and my diamond reflects in the light. Timber hasn't brought up the ring or the fact that I haven't answered him. He still says he loves me but I find myself scared to say the words back and to tell him I’ll marry him. I think I still have a tiny fear that he could change his mind and go running for the hills. That I’ll wake up one morning and he’ll be gone even though nothing he’s done since he put the ring on my finger has shown me otherwise. I can’t believe that I’ve somehow tamed the beast inside the castle and now he’s all mine.
He guides me towards the front of the house and everyone moves out of the way. There are people everywhere and they’re all in a hurry. They’re either decorating or getting the chairs and tables set up. It’s organized chaos and I can’t believe I’ve done it.