Page 26 of Her Innocent CEO

“See,” I say, my stammering voice between shuddering gasps of breath.

“Who needs a double bed?” I ask, pressing my hands onto his rock hard chest as I throw my head back, pumping him as he helps lift me up and down with each stroke so he can squeeze my ass with those magical hands.

Maddox only groans and grunts, his low sounds and growls, his thrusting hips and strong hands telling me everything I want to hear without words. His thickness inside me swelling like never before as we both feel him filling me up from underneath, which has its desired effect in no time.

I’m settled into a rhythm, riding Maddox, when I suddenly feel the intense waves of my first climax pulsing through me.

My hands go from his chest to grab onto his, and locking eyes, we move and thrust until I can’t hold it any longer.

Maddox stays so hard inside me, and watches me with such devoted satisfaction as I climax on top of him, brushing my hair back as it subsides and groaning low, letting me know there’s plenty more where that came from.

“I want this forever,” I gasp later on, once we’ve worked our way through my apartment. Once he’s made me climax harder and stronger in every space available. Every place I imagined we could’ve done it in or on.

He’s being so quiet, not saying much. Not with words anyway.

I want to ask him if everything’s okay, but his constant smile, the light in his eyes tells me he’s never been happier. And I know I haven’t either, not ever.

My shower’s smaller than my bed, but we manage, and after Maddox finally lets himself join me in my final, huge orgasm for the day we finally start to speak once we get our breath back.

“That was amazing,” I tell him, needing him to hold me up as my knees threaten to give out as he helps me back to bed.

“You’re amazing,” is all he says in reply, not taking his eyes off mine as he lifts me back into bed, somehow managing to cram himself in next to me and putting his arm around me.

“I wish it could be like this every day.” I muse aloud. “Okay, maybe not running from the feds every day, but you know what I mean,” I tell him, snorting as he laughs and then we both laugh harder.

“Do you really think we made a baby our first time? Did you feel it?” I ask him out of nowhere, maybe wanting to understand if such a thing is even real or possible or just my own romantic imagination.

“I know we did,” he says, matter of fact and kissing me on the forehead, he places a small velvet box on my chest.

“What’s this?” I ask, wondering where it came from, if one of my knick-knacks has fallen from a shelf into the bed.

“It’s what I want, for us,” he says cryptically and it doesn’t register until I pick up the box.

“Only open it if you’ll say yes. If you promise we can have this every day, Jasmine. I think it’s what you want too, but only open it if that’s the truth… if you’ll say yes.”

I feel cold all of a sudden, like I’m frozen on the spot, like I can’t move.

I try to look at Maddox, try to speak but I can’t. I can’t even take a breath.

But I know what I want to say, I know what I want before I even look inside the box.

“Yes,” I finally hear myself saying. “Yes, Maddox. You know the answer is always yes!” I squeal, hugging him around the neck and kissing his beautiful face, holding it next to mine.

“Open it,” he exclaims excitedly.

My hands tremble, but steady once I see the glimmering light inside. I’ve never seen a diamond before, not up close and without even asking I know it’s real and it’s freakin’ huge.

“My god, Maddox… how did you…?” I start to ask, but he’s taken it from the box and slipped it on my finger.

“I picked it up when you were getting fitted for clothes… for your wedding dress,” he says with a grin. “That’s what I told Maria before we left. To get to work on the most beautiful wedding dress she could make… for you,” he confesses as I hold my arm out, letting the light dance around the room from my finger.

I can’t believe it, but at the same time, it’s so Maddox. It’s just so like him to spend so much, to surprise me, and to be so sweet and caring about everything, always thinking of himself last and me first.

“I figured I’d have to make an honest woman of you too, seeing as we’re gonna have a family. We have to be married, just how I feel about that sort of thing,” he says firmly.

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