Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 116046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
I fought the need to release, fought to keep fucking her through her own orgasm with sharp snaps of my hips that nearly unseated her.
She braced herself on my chest then collapsed forward, her hips rolling into mine as she panted, “I love you. Oh Ramón, I love you so much.”
Her words sent me into a frenzy, and I pulled the quick release on each of the restraints, freeing myself to hold her.
Flipping Joy over onto her back, I wrenched one leg up and held it tight as I pounded into her. “Take it, take all of me. I’m fuckin’ yours, sweetheart. My heart, my soul, everything I have belongs to you.”
She tried to arch and buck as I fucked another orgasm out of her, the skin of her chest all the way up to her hairline flushed red as her eyes rolled back in her head.
“Fuck yeah, soak my cock, Joy.” I pulled out and she squirted long and hard on my dick while I stroked myself, both of us getting messy and wet, dirty in the best of ways.
With a grunt, I thrust back into her, changing my angle so I could work her just right.
“Whose pussy is this?”
Joy gurgled something out, so I put my hand around her throat, choking her lightly to get her attention. “Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours,” she moaned. “Harder.”
I tightened my grip and she smiled for a moment, then her eyes closed and her pussy snapped tight around me. Holding her neck, controlling her pleasure, controlling her life, I fucked Joy so hard the massive bed shook and my orgasm was roaring down on me like a freight train. She wrapped her legs around me, grunting while she ground herself into every thrust, fucking me as hard as I was fucking her.
The sight of my hand around her throat, of the way she wasn’t fighting me, her sweet submission, set me off, and everything went black in that one intense second before I began to come.
My cock swelled inside of her and I went as deep as I could, my balls flat against her ass as I began to spurt, filling her up like I promised as I released my hold on her neck.
She held me tight, sobbing as her body twitched with aftershocks beneath me, her heart racing and her legs entwined tight around me.
“I love you so much,” I gasped. “So fucking much. Marry me. Be my wife.”
She let out an exhausted giggle. “You’re proposing…now?”
“Yeah.” I dragged her onto my chest, running my hands over her sweat slick body. “Romantic, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, it’s romantic, or yes, you’ll marry me?”
Pushing up on her elbows, careful of my still healing injuries, she grew serious. “Yes, I’ll marry you, Ramón Cordova. I never want to lose you again.”
“You never will, Mrs. Joy Cordova. Your life will be nothing but happiness, I swear it.”
Overcome with love for this woman, I grabbed her small hand in my own, then dug around in the drawer of the table next to the bed for the ring box.
Joy leaned over my shoulder, then laughed as she saw all the sex toys I had ready to use on her inside the drawer. “Holy crap, Ramón, what is all that stuff?”
“Hold on,” I muttered before pulling out the black velvet ring box. “I need to make this official.”
She let out a soft gasp of surprise as I pulled out her engagement ring, a three carat pigeon blood ruby surrounded by diamonds. I’d bought it before I unexpectedly left, planning on an elaborate proposal for Joy. While things hadn’t worked out quite how I thought they would, I still somehow managed to win Joy’s heart.
After I slipped the ring on her finger, Joy let out a squeal then launched herself at me and I found myself being covered in kisses. “Ramón! I love it! But how did you know I always wanted a ruby engagement ring?”
“I have my ways,” I said with a chuckle.
Laughing, she gave me a kiss that had my toes curling and my dick twitching before pulling back. “I love it, I love you, and I’m so, so happy.”
Tears gleamed in her eyes and I leaned back against the head of the bed, arranging her on my side so she wasn’t pressing on my injuries. “Sweetheart, you have no idea how glad I am to hear that.”
She was quiet for a moment, then began to giggle. “Did you really have my ring stored next to a giant dildo?”
I chuckled. “It’s not that big, smaller than my dick.”
With a wicked smile she slipped her hand between us and gave my rapidly hardening cock a stroke. “Mmmm, that’s true, you are blessed. Are you tired?”
I glanced down at my thick erection while she stroked me. “Exhausted.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry.”
She started to pull away with a guilty look and I hauled her back to my side. “Get over here. I’m fine and ‘up’ for whatever you need.”