29. Chapter Twenty-nine
Chapter Twenty-nine
Blue
I can’t get over her proud, beaming smile.
She certainly is exploring new frontiers for both of us. I’ve never trusted a woman, hell, not even a doctor, to do what she did.
But because it was her, it heightened the intensity. My nuts still ache with how hard I came.
Pulling her to me, she molds against my body, skin to skin. Only the tiny strip of pink panties between us.
Her cheeks are still flushed while she traces imaginary lines across my chest.
“How much of a rebel do you want to be?” I meet the ends of her fingers with mine.
She raises onto her elbow, her hair tickling my bicep. “About what?” Then she leans to flick my nipple with the very tip of her tongue.
“When your dad gets out of the hospital, did you want to stay here…all of the time? Make this your home?” My heart races as I stumble into more unknown territory .
Her lower lip catches between her teeth with her sharp inhale. “Careful, Blue. It’s almost as if you’re starting to like me.”
Laughing, I roll over onto her, my hips finding their place between her thighs and I stretch her arms over her head, pinning her beneath me.
“You had me falling for you since you ran that asshole off with a pistol. The trust only exists because I wasn’t sure if you’d marry me this soon.” Shit. I said too much.
Her mouth drops into a perfect “O”, only marred by the trembling of her chin.
No, I haven’t said enough.
“I fucking love you, Libby. I want to keep you. There. It’s out there.” A weight lifts from my shoulders.
Now she knows. It’s hers to decide what she wants to do with it.
“Is this because I stuck a finger up your butt?” Her giggle shakes us both. “Because if that’s all it took to finally get you to tell me, I should have done that a long time ago.”
With a growl, I ravage her mouth with mine. “Tit for tat, baby. I’m gonna claim all three holes as mine today.” Hooking my finger around the crotch of her panties, I poise on the edge of entering her. “Tampon or pad?” I grunt, my cock already stiff in anticipation.
“Pad,” she whispers. “But the—”
Driving into her arches her neck and pushes a moan from the sweet hollows of her throat .
“I don’t care about the mess. I’ll take you clean or dirty.” And knowing I can come unsheathed in the depths of her tight pussy makes my nuts ache with the edge of release already.
A smile lightens the corner of her panting lips. “That sounds a lot like ‘through sickness and health’.”
“Damn straight,” I grunt, pulling back until the engorged head of my dick sits just inside her. “I know that when I’m old and on my deathbed, I won’t regret a second that I get to spend with you.”
Tears sneak from her eyes and she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. “I love you too.”
She opens to me, letting me taste her as she tips into a shuddering climax. Her inner walls clench, stripping me of the last of my reserves until I lose any semblance of control.
Our bodies jerk and twitch riding the aftershocks, melded with the intensity of our passion.
I don’t want this moment to end. Every time I’m with her, I wish the earth would freeze in its rotation, pausing us to just exist in our own little bubble.
As our breathing levels, her fingers stroke through the short hairs on the back of my head. “I don’t know if I can right away,” she says quietly. “My dad will need someone to take care of him for a while, and Devon can’t.”
Selfishly, I want to argue.
I’ve waited so long to feel this way, I want her all to myself to bask in her.
But I know better.
Half the reason she is so amazing is because of the love she shares with the world.
Even when her dad is a ripe asshole.
Just the thought of Clay and how dismissive he is of her makes me crotchety.
“You know I might have a harder time sneaking into your room once he’s home,” I grumble, shifting my weight onto my elbows so I can look into the sapphire pools of her eyes.
Her hands drift across my shoulders, her nails lightly drag over my ribs, then they move up to cup my jaw.
Fire flickers through her gaze. “He can’t say a thing if we’re already married.”
My cock twitches inside of her, eliciting a grin from both of us.
“You’d do that? I figured you’d want to wait—”
“Blue—” She puts a finger across my lips. “—it took me months to convince you to sleep with me. There’s no way I’m sitting on your timeline for a wedding. I’d rather be your wife than a fiancé forever.”
Molten heat flashes through me. “My wife, ” I growl as blood rushes into my groin. “I like the sound of that.”
She reaches down, cupping my ass cheeks to firm me deeper inside her. “Me too.”
“So, Vegas, baby?” I smile, letting my hips make tiny thrusts .
When she laughs, it makes her pussy squeeze around my hardening shaft. “I can’t leave the dairy on short notice.”
That reminds me to glance at the clock, knowing our time here is limited.
Slipping out of her, I rock onto my knees. “Don’t move.” I push away towards the bathroom, starting the shower while I’m there fetching a warm cloth.
She writhes her waist making happy moaning sounds as I wipe her gently. I get most of it, but we both need to wash.
“Come on, rebel. We have one more check mark before we leave.” I scoop her up, carrying her to the ensuite, my hard cock bouncing against her with every step.
She makes me feel like I’m a teenager again, always ready.
It makes me antsy to have her be mine. But to also show everyone that I belong to her.
That the days of chasing are over, and I’ve found my one.
Letting her land on her feet, a wave of guilt washes over me. “Fuck, Lib. I didn’t do it right.”
“What?” She runs her fingers under the spray of water, then adjusts the knob.
“The whole thing.” Frustration starts to bubble in me as I pull the bottle of oil from the drawer that I bought especially for this moment. “It’s supposed to be a diamond, me on my knee, something romantic.” I screwed it all up .
Her head tilts in a throaty laugh. “Like we do anything the ‘standard’ way.” She reaches over and picks the bottle of lube out of my hand. “Give me a ring of fire, Blue.”
That mischievous grin returns as she pops the top, dripping the chilly gel over the end of my erection.
Fuck, I really do love her.
Crushing her mouth to mine, I push us under the hot shower, then spin her in my arms.
Just the thought of what I’m getting ready to do has my cock aching.
“Put some on my fingers,” I husk to the skin beneath her ear. “I gotta loosen you up.”
She drizzles it over the tips until it runs into my palm, then slots the container next to the shampoo, close enough for me to reach easily.
This isn’t the first time I’ve used my hand to work her snug little ass, and it always seems to push her to a new level of ecstasy when I do.
But I have to make sure I go slow. The last thing I want to do is make it hurt.
I let my left work over her smooth belly to find her sensitive clit.
She gasps at my touch, tilting her head backwards to my chest.
Completely at my mercy.
“You tell me if I need to stop.” My knee wedges her legs wider .
“I trust you,” she gasps as I push a finger into each of her tight holes.
My knuckles brush, kneading her from the front and the back. It doesn’t take long before I feel her relax against me, her rapid breathing betraying how much she’s enjoying it.
“That’s it, baby. I’m going to add another.” This is farther than I’ve pushed her in the past.
Her nails dig into my wrist when she tenses, but the slick gel lets me move easily.
A low moan trembles out of her, and her feet shift to give me better access.
“Please, Blue,” she whines, her body taking everything I’m giving her.
“Are you ready for me?” The hot water cascades down my shoulders, shielding her from the spray.
Her little nod is all I was waiting for.
I put another dose over my cock, then press it against her.
She rolls her hips, seating me just inside.
“Oh, fuck. You’re so big,” she whimpers, but wiggles again, sucking me deeper into her needy ass.
That tugs a gasp from me. “You’re so tight, baby,” I groan. My thighs shake trying to hold myself still when every instinct is screaming to thrust.
Her back contorts with every inch, her body finding a slow rhythm that sinks me bit by bit until my belly presses her skin .
“That’s it, rebel. You have all of me.” I can’t express how much she really does have.
Mind. Body. Soul.
My every thought centers on her and the moments we share.
And she’s here, giving me every piece of her.
When I plunge a second finger into the grip of her pussy, I can feel the ridges of my shaft moving in and out against my knuckles through the thin veil between them.
Her nails move to my thigh, digging into my flesh, spurring me faster.
“Harder,” she begs. “I’m so close.” Her words raise in pitch when I slam into her.
Any more and I’m gonna explode with her.
“Do it,” I grunt between heavy strokes. “Come for me, baby. Then I’ll fill you up.”
Her hands fly out, bracing against the tile wall as her chin lifts and a low scream builds. “Blue, I love you!” she cries out, shattering around me in savage spasms, ripping my orgasm from me with violent convulsions.