Page 147 of Every Broken Promise
“This place was given to me. I don’t feel like I did anything to earn it, but I like that it’s in town. It’s next to my parents. I could see us building a life here. We could make a home out of this place…if you want?”
Ty moved his hand from the back of my head and instead tipped my chin up so I could stare deep into his eyes.
“One condition.” His gaze was soft, but the tone in his voice was serious. “Let me tear it down and build it back up into something you love.”
At this, I smiled.
“That can be arranged.”
“Well, Mrs. Kane,” he said in a husky tone. “I believe we have a deal.”
Shivers went down my body. I leaned up on my tiptoes and kissed him. My hands wrapped around his neck, clinging to his body as I tried to get closer to him. He wasted no time in moving his arms to my lower back, down to my waist, and then he gripped my ass and lifted me so I could sit on the kitchen countertop.
“I’m not a Kane…not yet,” I whispered breathlessly as we pulled away.
Ty’s stare got even more intense. His pupils were dilated, and his green eyes darkened.
“Soon,” he vowed.
He kissed me again. This time, he took control of the kiss. We were going to be late for dinner, but who cared? I deserved a pass for finally being engaged to the love of my life.
My hands went to his belt while he bunched up my dress. His hand was soft, and it tickled as he gripped my inner thigh. I squirmed as he slowly moved it up. His fingers skimmed the wet patch in the middle, then he moved my panties to the side and inserted one finger inside of me.
“Fuck, baby.” He groaned, not breaking eye contact with me. “You have no idea how fucking sexy it is to touch you only to find you already drenched for me.”
My response was to open my legs wider and lean my hips to his touch.
Ty gave me a few more thrusts before pulling out his finger. I watched as he brought the digit to his mouth and licked his finger as if it were a delicacy.
“Can’t believe I get to have this perfect pussy for the rest of my life,” he murmured.
My chest rose and fell rapidly.
“Ty,” I whined his name.
His response was to grab my hips and pull me down from the countertop. He then turned me around and put pressure on my lower back so I would bend.
“Hold on, beautiful.”
It was all the warning I got. A few seconds later, I felt the delicious stretch as his dick entered me.
My moan echoed in the empty house.
“Sounds so fucking sexy,” he murmured.
“Harder,” I begged.
I was so wound up from today’s events, it wouldn’t take long to get me there.
Judging by the way Ty was fucking me, I knew he felt the same way. The hold he had on my hips was possessive. His fingers dug into my flesh with every thrust, and I reveled in it.
“You have no idea how hot it is to watch you take all of me,” he groaned as he pounded into me.
All I could do was hold on to the counter. Every slap of skin, moan, and his words sounded louder; it was lewd and hot and I was ready to let go.
“Baby,” I whimpered.
Ty knew what I needed before having to ask for it. He removed one of his hands from my hips and instead brought it down to strum my clit softly.
