Page 76 of Moonlit Kisses

I slide one hand between our bodies, seeking her clit and circle it with firm strokes as I press my fingers inside her dripping heat. My body shivers at the sensation of her walls tight around my fingers. Pushing them in and sliding them out, I add another digit to open her up to me.

Fuck, I need to get my dick in here. “You’re such a good girl, taking my fingers. Lift your shirt and let me suck on those beautiful tits of yours.”

She moans and lifts her shirt and bra enough for me to capture her pretty nipple when she drops her body forward over my face. As she grinds down on my hand, her walls tighten around my fingers, creating a vacuum. My cock throbs and weeps in my jeans, fighting the constraints of the denim. Fucking her like this in the moonlight, sweat making her glisten under the stars, is perfect. I groan as she shatters on my fingers, her mouth dropping open in a silent scream.

Fucking beautiful.

I want to fuck her like this every single day for the rest of my life. Her limp body drops to press against mine and she takes my mouth in a messy kiss. She bites my bottom lip, then soothes it with her tongue, and I can taste the copper when she pushes her tongue inside my mouth. I slowly slide my fingers out of her channel and tap her thigh to lift up.

We wrangle one leg out of her leggings and release my cock from his confinement. Molly wraps her smooth hand around my shaft and gives it a firm stroke before notching it at her hot entrance. She teases her swollen opening with the crown, then pulls away.

“Don’t fucking tease me,” I grumble.

She giggles. “You tease me all the time. Turnabout is fair play. Don’t you think?”

“No. I don’t fucking think. Let me inside.” I raise up and steal her mouth, kissing her until her breaths are labored. I take my cock in hand and notch it against her opening and press my hips up as she drops. Our joint moans are swallowed by the night air as our eyes lock together. I can’t see her properly, but I know her skin is flushed, and her eyes will be mercury. I sit up and use my hold on her hips to guide her up and down my dick.

Heaven.

Fucking heaven.

Warm and tight and welcoming every single time I’ve been inside her.

“Be a good girl and ride my cock.” She nods and with our eyes locked, she bounces up and down on my dick. Swiveling her hips, she creates a powerful rhythm. We sigh into each other’s open mouth, exchanging breaths. “You fucking own me, Dimples.”

She drops, throws her head back and cries out, breaking apart beautifully over my cock. “Such a good girl.”

Her elongated neck begs for my tongue and kisses so I lick up the side of her throat and nip her earlobe, then suck it into my mouth. She cries out again. Her long hair tickles my hands as I lock her hips in place and follow her into oblivion. I grit my teeth and my shaft grows inside her; my cum pouring out of me and into her. The same as my love for her. Our mouths join and our tongues dance slowly as our heartbeats gradually return to normal.

Fuck! She owns me.

Pulling away, I press my forehead to hers. “I know this isn’t romantic and I should probably shut up and plan some way to ask you in a way you deserve. But I’m a selfish asshole and I wanna ask you now.” She shivers, so I pull her top down to cover her and draw her in close to me. “Will you marry me?” Her eyes widen and her mouth drops open, but her head automatically nods. “Is that a ‘yes’, Dimples?”

She smiles, gifting me her dimples as she nods more vigorously. “Yes. I’ll marry you, Max.”

We move forward at the same time, sealing our commitment with another kiss. My heart beats wildly against Molly’s and I tighten my arms around her body, holding her to me.

I’m never letting this woman go.

Tilting my head slightly, I deepen our connection and my cock, which is still semi hard inside her, grows. We both moan with the heat building between us again and move together in a slow, sensual dance under the moonlight, with the waves kissing the shore, and the salty breeze cooling our skin. This time, our joining is slow and measured. Our tongues match our hips, and we moan into each other as we surrender to our orgasm.

I bring my hands up to the side of Molly’s face. Her heated skin searing the palms of my hands. I brush her sweaty hair away from her face. “I’m going to get down on one knee and ask you properly. I promise.”

She giggles. “You don’t need to do that. This was perfect.” She leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to my lips. “Take me home?”

We peel apart and dress, cursing the sand. Holding hands, we run up the sand to our cars in the parking lot. After a lingering kiss, we make our way home.

I intend to make love to my fiancée all night long.

CHAPTER38

–molly–

I’m still floatingwhen I walk intoShelter. I can’t believe Max proposed to me. It’s all happened fabulously fast.

“Afternoon!” I wave and call out to Simone, who’s at the desk assisting a young woman. The young woman turns around, her duo-colored gaze locking onto me. “Hey, Ronnie. It’s nice to see you.” I walk toward the young woman, noticing bruising up her arms. My eyes slide up to Simone and she subtly shakes her head. I take the hint and keep my mouth shut. “Once you’ve signed in, we can catch up. Do you wanna meet in the dining hall and we can have a juice or something?”

She smiles at me and gives me a wordless nod. I thumb over my shoulder. “I’ll check the coffee buffet is stocked. Chat later?”

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