Page 70 of The Billionaire and the Runaway

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Eric

I feel Ariana’s muscles clench around my cock, and I groan, thrusting faster as I chase my own release. We’ve been in bed for two hours, hurkle-durkling, but then one thing led to another and here we are with my cock buried deep inside her. That is after I teased her for wearing the granny panties she bought at Heather's store.

I finish with a roar and collapse on my side, pulling her against me as I wrap my arms tightly around her little body. I kiss her hair and she presses her ass against my softening erection.

“I love you,” I whisper against her ear.

“I love you too,” she replies with a long, contented sigh.

“I thought we were going to snerdle today,” she teases.

“Hurkle-durkle,” I correct.

“Snerdle. Will you ever be able to control yourself?” she asks as she cranes her neck to look at me. She’s smirking.

“Not around you, baby,” I confess as I trace my lips over her jaw.

“Good, because I like it when you lose control around me,” she says as she turns her head and licks at my lower lip.

I feel myself growing hard again. She places her leg on top of mine, inviting me back inside her. I slip the head of my cock just inside her entrance and we both groan as I slide all the way inside her.

I begin moving again, slower this time.

My hand comes around to rub her clit and she whimpers. God, I love how her body responds to mine. She’s perfect in every way. It’s like she knows what I need on a cellular level.

As we rock together in perfect synchrony, I trail kisses down the side of her face. “Promise me it’ll always be like this,” she demands.

“I can promise you that I’ll always love you more than I can explain and that I will always want to make love to you,” I promise.

She laughs. “Eric!” she squeals as I tickle her. I pump hard and her laughter dies on a moan. I pick up my pace and we both begin to lose ourselves as we chase our releases. It only takes a few more thrusts and Ariana cries out as I groan, emptying myself inside her.

This time when I finish, I don’t move. We lie like this for a long minute. Just staying in this cocoon of bliss.

“Have I thanked you today?” she asks.

“For what?” I play along.

“For giving me my happily ever after,” she says. We play this little game at least once a day, and I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing her ask it.

“Not yet today,” I reply.

She turns in my arms and looks into my eyes. “Thank you,” she says softly.

I kiss her and pull back. “Thankyou,” I reply.

“For what?” she asks.

“For givingmemy happily ever after,” I declare. And she smiles at me. And I decide right then and there that this is the woman I’m going to marry.

EPILOGUE

Ariana

Six months later…

I twirl in my bedroom and Katia tilts her head to the side.

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