Page 76 of Sin Bin Bully

"Kim," he says slowly, "why do you have this?"

My heart hammers in my chest. It's now or never. I cradle his face in my hands, my thumbs brushing over the stubble on his cheeks. "Because I love you, you idiot," I blurt out. "You're completely insane, and I must be too, because I want to marry you. God help me, but I do."

For a moment, Sam just stares at me, his gray eyes searching mine. Then, his face breaks into a smile so bright it could rival the sun. He pulls me down, his lips crashing against mine in a kiss that steals my breath away.

When we finally part, both panting, he grins up at me. "You know," he says, his voice low and teasing, "you were going to marry me either way."

I can't help but laugh, shaking my head at his arrogance. "You're impossible," I tell him, but there's no heat in my words.

"Impossibly in love with you," he counters, pulling me close again.

As I melt into his embrace, I realize that this is it. This crazy, infuriating, wonderful man is my future. And somehow, I'm okay with that.

I pluck the ring box from his hand, pulling out the stunning diamond that I instantly fell in love with. Sliding it on my hand, I hold it up in front of us, sighing softly.

"Looks fucking good," he mumbles, his hand tracing up and down my side.

I smile. "Sure does."

"That's not the only thing that does." I look up to see his eyes on me. Sam's hands slide up my back, pulling me closer to him. His lips find mine, and I can taste the desperation in his kiss. He trails his mouth down my neck, nipping at my skin. "Fuck, Kim," he growls, "I was so goddamn worried when I thought you were going to get shot."

I slap his chest, making him grunt. "I'm not the one hurt here," I remind him, trying to sound stern, but my voice comes out breathy.

"You're right," he concedes, his fingers tracing circles on my lower back. "You should make it up to me."

Before I can protest, his teeth graze my neck, and I have to clench my legs. I can feel him growing hard beneath me, and I know he's testing my resolve. "Sam," I scold him, "you're healing."

He gives me a wicked grin. "Then you'll have to make sure I don't move too much."

My heart races at the thought, and I can feel the wetness between my legs. I glance around the hospital room, suddenly aware of the risk we're taking. "We could get caught," I whisper.

Sam's eyes darken, and he smirks. "Then you'll have to be really fucking good to make it fast."

The thrill of the challenge sends a jolt of adrenaline through me. I lean down to kiss his chest, my fingers finding thewaistband of his underwear, his other clothes already gone. He hisses as I pull them down, exposing his hard cock.

I kneel between his legs, my hands gripping his thighs. I glance up at him, my eyes meeting his. "Ready?" I ask, a smirk playing on my lips.

Sam's eyes are hooded, his breathing heavy. "Fuck yes," he growls.

I take him in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip of his cock. He groans, his hands tangling in my hair. I can feel his muscles tense beneath me, and I know I need to be quick.

"That's my girl." His hips jut up. "That's my fucking girl."

I moan at his words, and he grunts as the vibration surrounds his cock. I move my mouth up and down his shaft, my hand working in tandem. Sam's breathing becomes ragged, and I can feel him getting closer. I redouble my efforts, my tongue flicking against the sensitive spot just below the head of his cock.

With a growl, Sam comes, his fingers tightening in my hair. I swallow, my own arousal building. I pull away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

Sam's eyes are closed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Fuck, Kim," he pants. "A bullet was fucking worth it."

I smile, leaning down to kiss him. "Glad I could help," I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Sam chuckles, his arms wrapping around me. "You sealed your fate with that one," he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. "I'm never letting you go."

I snuggle into his embrace, my heart swelling with love for this infuriating, arrogant man. Despite everything, I know I wouldn't have it any other way.

35

SAM

---