Page 117 of Love Without Demands

They were the most beautiful words I’d ever heard.

As fat tears streamed from my eyes, Cruz reached for my hands and pulled them over my head, linking our fingers. He still moved slowly on top of me, though there was a desperateedge to our lovemaking now. Like we were attempting to crawl inside one another.

His eyes were liquid blue pools, locked on mine as he tunneled in and out of me, hitting all my perfect spots. When my need coiled like a compressed spring, he seemed to sense it, his cock swelling inside me.

“Together,” he gritted out as my inner walls began to pulse around him.

“Together,” I repeated, squeezing his hands hard when he held me down and angled his hips to grind the smooth head of his erection over my G-spot. The piercing on the top of his dick rubbed against my clit, the dual stimulation overwhelming me in the very best of ways.

“God, baby,” Cruz groaned, his thrusts growing erratic. “You’re so tight around me. So beautiful when you come for me.”

His mouth closed over mine and dominated it as the orgasm took over my body. A series of incomplete words garbled from my mouth and into his, and I arched my hips up for more. I was on fire, the inferno starting at my groin and eating up every inch of my bare flesh.

Cruz’s slick body trembled over mine, his low grunts vibrating the back of my throat as he spilled into me. He released my hands, dragging his fingers down my arms until he was caressing my cheeks. “Love you, baby,” he murmured, sounding as exhausted as I felt.

“Love you too,” replied, my voice thick with satiation.

As we began to come down, he kissed me again, making love to my mouth with his tongue, sweet and unhurried.

“You okay?” I asked him, stroking tenderly along his ribcage when he finally ended the kiss.

“Yeah, I’m good.” Though he groaned when he rolled off me and onto his back. Less than a minute later, he was sleeping soundly, one forearm draped across his middle.

I propped up on my elbow and watched him for the longest time, running my fingers through his hair as he slept. Cruz Estrada was truly a gorgeous man.

And he lovedme.

I was the luckiest woman in the world.

“When is your mom arriving?” I asked as Cruz moved me smoothly around the dance floor at Monty and Kassie’s wedding reception.

He smiled down at me, looking like the most delicious man alive in his tuxedo. “Next week. I can’t wait for you to meet her.”

“You think she’ll like me?”

“I think she’ll adore you almost as much as I do,” he assured me.

We passed beneath a string of purple flowers wrapped with fairy lights. “That was such a beautiful wedding,” I sighed.

“It was, and Sully was so cute.” Cruz glanced over to where Kassie was doing something that looked suspiciously like the funky chicken with her son, and his face softened.

“Do you want kids?” I asked, and he returned his attention to me.

“I do. How about you?”

My head bobbed up and down. “I’d love more than one. There are some benefits to being an only child, but I always wanted a sibling.”

I laughed at Kass and Sully, who were now doing the Cupid shuffle, even though the band was playing a waltz.

“Do you want to marry me?”

My head whipped around, and I was surprised spit didn’t fly out of my mouth as I gaped at Cruz. He was smiling but didn’t seem like he was joking in the least.

“Are you proposing?”

He pressed a kiss to my lips. “Sweetheart, when I propose, you’ll know it. Right now, I’m just having a conversation.”

“I would marry you in a heartbeat,” I told him, not even having to think about it.

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