Chapter 62
CHAPTER 62
After multiple orgasms, we played in the water. I clung naked to Porter’s hard body as he dog-paddled through the cool deep water wearing only his beat-up cowboy hat.
“Does a cowboy ever take off his hat?”
“Not if he can help it.”
“So, is that what you are now? A cowboy?”
He wrapped my legs around his waist and carried me up to the blanket. “I’m not quite ready to give up being a SEAL, but one day I want to retire here, come back, and be a ranchman. My brothers are going to take care of the land for me until I’m ready to come home.”
I stretched out my naked body, loving how the sun felt on my skin. “It’s perfect out here.”
His eyes locked on mine. “ Do you think you’d ever want to live out here?”
“I’d need to learn how to ride a horse.”
“Obviously.”
“And I’d need to get some cowboy boots.”
“That’s a given.”
“And this ass does look pretty decent in a pair of jeans. ”
“It’s the best looking ass I’ve seen.”
“I could live out here.”
He pressed his cold lips against mine. “And how do you feel about living on a military base?”
“That depends.”
“On?”
“Would you come home in those hot military fatigues and force me to do dirty things?”
“What kind of dirty things?” He gave me an interested look.
“Like maybe you’d be wearing your uniform, and you’d bend me over the table and take me from behind, moments before company came over.”
“Yup. That sounds like me.”
“I’d consider it.”
“What if I gave you this?”
I froze as he opened his hand to show me the most beautiful ring I’d ever seen. It was a large ruby surrounded by a dozen diamonds. Porter knelt in front of me, wearing only his cowboy hat.
“Are you proposing?”
“Do you think I’d be on my knee for any other reason?”
“You better mean it.”
“I meant it the first time.”
“Say it.”
“Beth, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
“Yes.” I laughed, and happy tears sprung from my eyes.
He slipped the ring on my finger. It fit perfectly. Our kiss was long and hot, and then he was flipping me onto my back. His chin rested on my chest as he watched me study the ring.
“There are some rules.”
I grinned at him. “These I have to hear.”
“You need to learn Morse code. More than SOS.”
“Why?”
“Cause I like your dirty Morse code messages.”
“Deal. ”
“And we start Grey’s Anatomy from the beginning.”
I laughed. “I knew you were hooked.”
“I admit it. But this is one closet I’m not coming out of. This is our secret.”
“Fine. What else?” I smiled into those perfect grey eyes.
“No more secrets. No more stalkers.”
I leaned down and pressed my lips against his. “Those are a lot of rules.”
“And I get to use the rabbit on you whenever I want.”
I laughed again—he was always making me laugh. “You’re incorrigible.”
“You want me to keep on going?”
“Yes, please.”
“I want lots of babies.”
My eyes widened. “How many babies?”
“Well, we can start with one.”
“You like babies?”
He smiled at me. “Love them.”
“Let's see. A hot cowboy, Navy SEAL husband who enjoys kinky sex and loves babies. I think I can live with those terms.”
“You sure?”
“Pretty sure.”
“Say it.”
“I want to marry you, Porter. I want to be your wife.”
“And my sex slave.”
“I thought I already was.”
“Say it.”
“And I want to be your kinky little sex slave.”
“Deal.”
“Deal.”