Big Man's Wife - Page 35

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Hearing her say it out loud like this makes my heart hammer inside my chest. I never want to be without her.

“Good, because I love you too.” Sucking in a nervous breath, I drop to one knee.

“Oh my God, what are you doing?” she asks, taking a small step back and throwing her hands up to cover her mouth.

Pulling a ring out of my pocket, I hold it up. “Jenna, I've spent my entire life waiting for you to come back. You're the girl of my dreams, the woman I want to have children with and grow old with.”

Tears stream down her face as her breathing increases. She's trying to hold it together, but it's not working. Her eyes glitter like the stars as the sun hits her face, and the redness in her cheeks is spreading down her neck.

Pulling her left hand down, I hold it in my hand, and keep pouring my heart out to her. “My world was empty without you. I was living, but I wasn't really alive. I want to spend the rest of my life giving you my heart and soul. Jenna, will you marry me?”

Her eyes are glossy, the tears are falling fast, but her smile is the biggest I've ever seen.

“Yes,” she says, nodding softly.

Slipping the ring over her finger, her hand is trembling. Climbing to my feet, she jumps into my arms and kisses me.

“I can't believe this!” she yells, kissing me between each word. “I had no idea.”

“I just want you to be happy,” I say, kissing her back. “I want to make every day better than the last. I can't imagine my life without you, and I don't want to.” Looking in her eyes, I see my entire life right here. She's my world. I'm never letting her go.

Her fingers slide up my neck and into my hair. Her nails scratch against my scalp, and coil deep into the roots. She moans into our kiss, and that fucking moan does things to me I can't explain.

My heart speeds up, my chest constricts, and my blood begins to race through my veins. Every inch of my body is surrendering to this woman. She owns me in every way.

I can taste her salty tears as they roll down her cheeks, blending with our kiss. Her body sways against mine, her nipples hard as they rub against my chest. My cock thickens as she pushes her hips against mine.

Grabbing her ass, I yank her in. “I need you,” I say. “Now.”

“So take me inside.” The words are a whisper against my lips.

“How about I take you right here?” I ask, running my tongue across her bottom lip and biting it gently. Plucking it with my teeth, she moans louder.

My cock is rock hard, ready to just fuck my future wife. I don't want to wait. I need her now. I need her right here.

“What are you waiting for then?” she asks.

Growling, I tear her pants down her legs. She steps out of them, and stands back. Crossing her legs, her thighs rub back and forth together. Biting the inside of her cheek, she stares up at me.

She looks so beautiful as the sun hits her skin. Her smooth pussy, her perfect hourglass figure, her long legs. I want to lick every inch of her body, tasting all of her.

Reaching out, I take her hand and pull her back close. Unbuttoning my pants, I pull my cock out and start to stroke it up and down. My balls are tight, and my tip is tender, ready to feel her heat.

Lifting her off the ground with ease, I can feel her juice as she grinds her pussy against my stomach. Her lips find my neck and she bites me. It stings, but I like it. A rush of electricity zips through my muscles. Groaning, I slip my arm up her back between her shoulder blades and bite her back.

Jenna throws her head back, rubbing her pussy harder against my abs. Her juice slicks my skin, and all I can think about is being inside her. With my hands on her ass, I lower her to the ground, laying her down.

My cock pushes against her entrance, causing her legs to spread open and her heels to dig into the bottom of my calves. Her mouth forms a perfect O as I glide inside her. Slamming her eyes shut, she doesn't make a sound.

Her nails dig into my back, tearing at my shirt as I push my entire length in as far as it will go. Holding her ass, I pull my hips back until my crown is right at the edge of her opening, only to slam back in.

“Mm, Ryder,” she moans loudly as her lids shut and her back bends up high.

No one can see. We're in the middle of a field, tucked away from prying eyes. I love this. This moment we're sharing together. It's as if we're the only two people left in the world.

Tags: Penny Wylder Romance