Page 118 of Gifts

Too surprised to catch my breath, I gasp. It’s not like he hurt me, it barely stung.

The moment I return to his cock, he resumes teasing my clit. I start to rock against his hand and just when I’m getting close, my mouth goes slack from around him and I lose his fingers, earning myself another smack.

This one stung in a whole different way. A good way. A delicious way. If anything, my orgasm is looming, so close. My chest is heaving and all I can do is breathe against his silky skin, squeezing his base in my hand just to have something to hold onto.

Another spank, this one right across my pussy.

All I can think about is the heat he’s created. I moan, not able to focus anymore.

“Shh, baby. You’ll wake the dogs and they’ll wake the kids,” he cautions, and dammit, he sounds amused, but I can’t bring myself to care. My house is built like Fort Knox. At least his kids won’t be able to hear us from the third floor.

“Please,” I beg as I arch into his touch again.

“You like this, don’t you?”

I look up his body. “I love anything with you, Asa.”

His expression goes from amused to heated and I get one more spank, this one harder than all the others. It felt better, too. But the instant his hand makes contact with me, he leans up and flips me over to my back. No sooner do I adjust to my new position, he throws my legs over his shoulders and wraps his lips around my clit.

When he sucks, I come in an instant.

And I come hard.

I have no idea if I woke the dogs or if the dogs woke my kids. Not only do I lose all feeling in my extremities, but my mind blanks, and I’m pretty sure I’ve lost time.

I’m still gasping when Asa’s lips take mine at the exact moment he slides inside me with such force, he has to wrap his arm around my back to keep me where I am.

“Never knew I could have it this good,” he breathes against my lips. “Wasn’t looking for anything. Found you on the side of the road, standing in a ditch—then you go and knock me on my ass and I fall in love.”

He pulls out and slams into me again. I wrap him up with my arms and legs, every muscle in his body tenses under my touch. I turn my head to put my lips on his neck.

“Pissed I’m forty-three and just found you. Gonna make every moment count, baby. Every single one.”

His cock fills me, thrusting, creating new sensations low in my stomach. I raise my hips to get more and he starts to fuck me harder.

“Yes,” I breathe. “Never leave me, Asa. Never.”

When I fall over the edge—my second orgasm gliding through my body from head to toe—he slams into me with such force, my fingers dig into his shoulders to hang on. His body tenses, crashing into me one last time before giving me his weight. I take it all, our bodies melding into one as our lungs find air and our hearts recover to a normal beat.

He doesn’t move. He stays planted deep and presses me into the mattress. His short beard pulls on my hair and he puts his lips to the side of my head where he murmurs, “Never leaving you. You can ask me every day for the rest of our lives, but the answer will always be the same. Still, every time you say it, it cuts me deep that you think you need to.”

I draw my leg up and wrap it around his ass. “I’m sorry.”

He pulls back and looks down at me. His gaze is penetrating and I feel it in every muscle of his body when he states, “I’m going to marry you.”

My fingers tense in his hair and I’m overcome by his words. As my eyes well, I whisper, “You are, are you.”

He presses his still hard cock into me. “As soon as I can. And even when you’re wearing my ring, you can ask me not to leave you and my answer will always be the same. Never. Never, baby.”

I swallow over the lump in my throat as my tears tumble down my temples. “Never is a pretty negative word.”

He leans down to kiss me. “I’ll have it engraved in your ring. It’ll be forever wrapped around your finger as a constant reminder.”

His thumb swipes the tears from the side of my face when I nod. “I’m sorry I’m the way I am.”

He shakes his head. “You’re perfect.”

At his words, I let out a single huff of air and pull him close where he’s practically suffocating me, but I love it, and mumble into his skin, “Never.”

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