Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Oh, well in that case, fire away.” My tone is light, but the seriousness of his gaze makes my heart skip a beat.
Or several.
“Marry me.”
I gape at him, thought processes slamming into a wall. “That’s…that doesn’t sound like a question.”
“It doesn’t?”
“No,” I breathe.
“Okay.” He lowers his forehead to mine. “Then it’s a plea. Marry me.”
“But…I mean…but I’m not even ready to move in with you yet!” Shoving against his chest, I force him back until we’re both sitting. “How the hell can you jump from moving in together to marriage?”
Mischief teases the edges of his mouth. “I figure if I go for the big guns, you’ll change your mind about other things.”
“So you’re trying to manipulate me?”
“No, Sawyer. I’m trying to love you until the day I die. Is that so horrible?”
God, he knows how to turn me to mush.
“It’s not horrible,” I whisper. “It’s sweet and sexy and completely unfair because you know I can’t resist you when you say things like that.”
“Then don’t resist. Say you’ll marry me so I can put this ring”—he rifles through the pack of supplies we brought with us and pulls out a jewelry box—“on your finger.”
I’m gaping at him again. “Ashton…”
“I can’t give you expensive houses or cars, or huge diamonds, but I can give you everything that I am.” His blue eyes darken with sly satisfaction. “And intense orgasms. I can give you those.”
I burst out laughing. Only Ashton would include orgasms in a marriage proposal. “It’s a big step.”
“No bigger than the steps we’ve already taken. You can move in with me when you’re ready. We’ll get married when you’re ready. But let’s make it official. Say you’ll be mine.”
“I’m yours.” I don’t even have to think about it. The vow slips off my lips as if they were designed to say such an oath to him.
“Is that a yes?”
“It’s a yes…someday.”
“I’ll take it.” I’ve never seen his smile so bright as he slips a solitaire diamond ring onto my finger. It’s not overwhelming in size, but it sparkles with more brilliance than any piece of jewelry I’ve laid eyes on.
It’s perfect.
“But this doesn’t mean I’m moving in with you yet.”
“Of course not,” he says with a smirk. “After all, you’re the girl that brought me to my knees long before you’d let me kiss you.”
“I believe I was the one on my knees.”
He presses his mouth to mine, and I feel his lips curving into a smile. “You’re damn good at it too.”
“I had an excellent teacher.”
“Did you, now?”
“Oh, yeah. Sexy, on the cocky side, loves to get good head. You might know him.”
“I might. This teacher you speak of. Does he enjoy pushing past boundaries?”
Shit, I know that tone. “He likes to think he’s in charge.”
Ashton lifts a brow. “He thinks he’s in charge?”
“I wouldn’t want to deflate his ego, so it’s our secret.” Before he can issue payback, I scoot out of reach and slip into the pool of water behind the falls.
He’s quick to follow, and I sense him at my back, heat wafting off his skin as he stalks me through the water. I reach the other side, the falls spilling over my right shoulder, and that’s when he makes his move. He bends me over the smooth rocky ledge, adjusts his swim trunks, and plunges inside me.
One hand tangles in my wet locks, and he pulls until my scalp tingles, and I can’t move my head. I’m completely at his mercy, clawing at the stone beneath me as I stand on tiptoes for leverage.
“Baby,” he groans, yanking even harder on my hair. “Say it. I want to hear you say it.”
“Say what?” I squeal the question.
He thrusts upward, plundering so deep that it ignites the best kind of ache low in my belly. I can’t breathe. I can’t do anything but let him fuck me from behind as I cry out with each forceful thrust of his cock.
It’s primal and animalistic and enough to hurtle me into orgasmic heaven.
“Yes! Oh fuck yes! Yes!”
“That’s the answer I want.” He jerks to a stop with a shudder, and then he’s biting into my shoulder to smother his moans as he empties himself into me. The roar of the falls lulls us into serenity, giving our breathing time to even out. Several minutes later, he whirls me to face him.
“So I guess this means we are moving in together.”
My eyes go wide. “Getting ahead of yourself there, aren’t you?”
“No take-backs. You just screamed ‘yes’ to high heaven. More than once.”
“Clever, Ash. Real clever.”
“I have a degree in clever. When should I move your things?”