Chapter 33
Emalyn
“Yes, Ro. Please, take what you want.” My moan turns to a cry as he presses into me, stretching me to accommodate him. Unable to take it, I reach back and grab my ass, trying to spread myself to take more of him.
“Oh, fuck.” He groans.
“Take me, baby. Soy Tuyo.” I cry as he thrusts forward again, deeper this time.
I’m yours. He gently gathers my hands in one of his own, holding them against my lower back before pulling me up so my back is to his chest. The movement pushes him impossibly deeper, his hips pressed against my ass as my breath stalls in my chest from the pressure.
“Dilo otra vez.” He growls in my ear. It nearly undoes me as my pussy flutters around his cock. He chuckles darkly against my neck, biting gently.
“You love when I take control, don’t you?”
Whimpering, I bite my lip as he pulls out and slams back in. With one hand still holding my wrists, he uses the other to turn my face to his, fingers spread across my jaw and cheek.
“Dilo otra vez.” He commands. Say it again.
“Soy Tuyo!” I moan as his hand slides lower to my throat, squeezing gently.
Oh, I didn’t know how much I'd like that. I push my hips back on him to let him know how much. He grins against my shoulder, panting and thrusting harder before squeezing a little tighter. He does it just right, on the sides so it doesn’t hurt.
“I’m yours, Ro. I’m yours.” I all but sob with pleasure as he takes me higher and higher.
He releases my hands to reach forward and rub my clit.
I grip onto his forearm, my other hand reaching behind and tangling in his hair as I turn my head and kiss him deeply.
He rubs me in perfect circles, sending me flying over the edge.
Swallowing every moan and gasp through the longest most intense orgasm of my life, until his thrusts stutter and he groans low and deep, pushing into me as deep as he can, making us fall forward on the bed together.
He catches himself on his forearms on either side of my head, thrusting softly, dragging out his own release.
A smile creeps onto my face as he plants kisses along my shoulder blade as he tries to catch his breath. Rolling us onto our sides, he pulls me to his chest. His head pulls back, before he sits up to yank the jersey over my head, leaving me bare.
A smug satisfied look crosses his face as I lie there bare before him.
“Much better.” He mutters before pulling me back to him. “I don’t want anything between us.”
My heart melts.
“I love you, Ronan.” I whisper. My voice is small, and timid as I say it, but I look him in the eyes. I watch as they soften with adoration and love for me.
“I love you, too, Sunshine.”
I hook my leg over his, laying my head on his chest and tracing my fingers along the ridges of his abdomen before murmuring the words that were on my heart, “Marry me.”
He stills, and my heart rate picks up speed.
Shit. Wrong time for that, Emalyn!
What the fuck?!
How do I snatch those words out of the air and eat them?
“Sunshine.” His voice is soft as he drags out the nickname. He doesn’t sound panicked. “Look at me.”
I do. My head does. It takes a minute for my eyes to follow, dreadfully. When I finally do, I'm surprised to see the same adoration tinged with amusement. He raises a brow at me.
“Now, say it again.”
I scoff and swat his chest before going to stand. How dare he mock me. He snatches my wrist before I can get away and pulls me back to him, a full grin on his face now. I swat at him again but he catches my hand.
“Say it to my face, you little coward.” He goads me, keeping that sweet and understanding voice. He knows how hard it is for me to say what I'm feeling and while I appreciate how patient he’s being with me, for some reason, I can’t help but be a brat.
I turn my nose up at him.
“Nevermin—“ My words are cut off by my own yelp as he sucks my nipple into his mouth, still gripping my wrists so I can’t swat him away. He releases me only to do it to the other side.
“These drive me crazy.” He groans, pressing his length against me.
I couldn’t go again tonight no matter how much I may want to.
Still, I can’t help melting against him, letting my hips drop.
His face is inches from mine, eyes open and accepting as he drops my wrists to cup my face and insists, “Tell me while you’re looking me in the eyes, Sunshine. ”
“Marry me.” I murmur, doing my best to drop my walls.
To let him see how damn scary this was for me, but I'd do it for him. I’d open myself up to the possibility of getting hurt but trusting him to take care of my heart and promising to do the same for him.
His face transformed with appreciation and…
pride. Tears filled my eyes with the intensity of the moment.
“I love you so damn much, Emalyn Espinosa. You’re damn right, I’m going to marry you.”