Page 19 of Blackmailing the Mogul

“What about us?”

“It's just… everything is beautiful,” I reply with a small shrug. “Sometimes, it seems too good to be true.”

He smiles, pulling me closer. "But it is true that you're right here in my arms right now." He leans in to kiss the tip of my nose. "And I love you." He pastes another kiss on my chin. "And I'm going to love you for eternity." He captures my mouth in his, kissing until we're both robbed of our breaths and when he pulls away, I'm left feeling dizzy and weak-kneed, my heart racing with excitement. "I love you too, Ryan," I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Dance with me, baby,” he says, holding out his hand, a boyish smile playing on his handsome face.

“What?” I say, laughing. “There's no music.”

"But there is," he replies, intertwining our hands. He pulls me closer to his chest and starts swaying gently. "Listen to the combined sounds of our heartbeats, Little Fox… It's music enough."

I rest my head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat blending with mine. We danced in silence for a while, our bodies swaying in perfect harmony until Ryan's voice broke the silence; "Do you remember the first time we danced together here?"

“How could I forget? My heart was beating so fast I thought my chest would split open.”

“I felt exactly the same way,” Ryan says, laughing when I make a face at him. “It's true, love. I was more nervous than I'd ever been in my life.”

"You?" I asked with a skeptical laugh. The concept of Ryan Anders being scared of anything is as foreign as it is adorable. "I find that hard to believe."

He sighs, still smiling. “I guess you won't believe that I'm more nervous now, then.”

“What? Why?” I ask, blinking at him curiously.

Ryan takes a deep breath, his expression growing serious. “Because there's something I need to ask you, something that's been on my mind for a while now.”

My heart skips a beat as he steps back slightly, reaching into his pocket. I let out a gasp when he pulled out a small velvet box and got down on one knee.

“Jenna,” he begins, his voice trembling slightly. “I love you so much… You've changed my life in ways I never imagined. You make me a better person, and I can't imagine my life without you. So I'm hoping that you'll agree to spend forever with me. Will you marry me, Little Fox?”

Tears well up in my eyes as I look at the man I love, down on one knee, asking me to spend the rest of my life with him. "Yes," I whisper, my voice shaking slightly. "Yes, Ryan, I will marry you."

He slips the ring onto my finger and stands, pulling me into a deep, heartfelt kiss. I cling to him, overwhelmed with indescribable happiness.

Before I know it, he’s lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist just like the first time we made love. His mouth smashes to mine as he turns to lower us to one of the outdoor couches.

Before I know it, he’s shoving my gown up around my thighs, and he lets out a small chuckle when he realizes I wasn’t wearing any underwear all night long.

“You are a wicked woman,” he says, lower his face and inhaling my scent.

“I needed to have a surprise for you, too.” I drag my hands through his hair as he begins lapping at my clit. His strokes move from quick taps to long, luxuriating licks like he could devour me forever. I’m dripping, desperate for more.

“Oh my god, Ryan, how do you even do that?” I half yell, my eyes nearly rolling back in my head as he pushes two fingers into me. They glide in easily, I’m always soaked for him. His fingers hook and he sucks on my clit, driving me over the edge.

Thank god he’s my one and only.

He rises, his face glistening with my juices, and I pull him to my mouth, eager to have him close to me again. Our tongues clash as he shoves down his pants, giving me almost no time to recover before he enters me with a swift push.

“Ohhh baby, you’re extra wet for me tonight,” he says as he picks up his pace.

I can barely catch my breath between his strokes, his hands roaming from my stomach to my breasts bringing me even closer to another orgasm.

“Come… with me…” I say, still breathless. With that, he drives into me, his pelvis hitting my clit in just the right way. With a few more strokes, we both explode and he collapses on top of me.

Not a bad start to forever.

Epilogue

Ten years later

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