Page 26 of Give It a Day
I pull back slightly, my breathing unsteady. “Here? Someone might catch us.”
“Then let them watch.”
He releases my wrists and places his hands on his belt. He unbuckles it, loosening his pants and shoving them down along with his black boxers, just enough to free his cock. I can’t stop staring. The sight of him alone gets me wetter.
Dae is my sculpture-like husband, but he’s real. And he’smine.
He moves on top of me, positioning himself between my legs. I spread them for him easily. All the while, we lock eyes. But mine close when he kisses me, cradling my head as he slowly sinks his throbbing shaft into the aching core of me.
I cry out in pleasure as he stretches me, pushing into me more and more. Grabbing his arms, I break away from our kiss and watch him claim me. Breathily whimpering, I wonder how his massive size could ever fit inside me, but I see the proof right between us.
He grunts, and his eyes are where our bodies meet as he thrusts deeper. “Every fucking day, I want you like this.” He drives into me with more urgency. “Every morning, every night, every stolen moment in between…” His movements become more forceful, making my body shake against the grass.
“Give it a day, and you might take that back.” I moan, my body arching toward him.
One of his hands wraps around the back of my head, while the other grips my neck. “I’ll never take it back, Kaye, even after a day.” He pants, his torso glistening with sweat. “Or a week, a month, a year, a lifetime.”
I briefly close my eyes, creasing my brows. Long-term commitments sound like lunacy, even if it’s with the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen, who happens to fuck like a maniac the way I apparently like it,andseems to be genuinely interested in me. But too many what if’s swarm my mind, begging me not to even think about it.
He slows his thrusts. His jaw tightens as if to show he’s made up his mind. There’s that sharp flicker in his gray eyes again, darkening like they’re peering into my soul. “I’m a smart man, Kaye. I know love when I feel it, even if it’s for the first time in my life,” he says, cupping my cheek with one hand. “A lifetime is long, but I’m a man who doesn’t waste any time. I know I love you.”
My breath hitches, but I don’t miss a beat, hiding behind a teasing remark that slips out of my mouth before I can let his confession sinkin and drown me. “You don’t give up, do you?”
“Not when it matters. And you matter.”Damn it, Dae.That made my heart race.
Despite my heart racing so fast, I pull out another trick out of my bag of jokes. I inspect his sides, poking around, even as his thrusts continue, though much slower.
Sounding every bit amused at my silly antics, he asks, “What are you doing?”
“Where’s your off button? You know you don’t have to pretend to be the loving husband, right? We’re far away from the reception from here.”
“It’s not pretend for me, Kaye.” Oh.This woman is too stunned to speak. Every time I think I figured Dae out, he pulls this shit—shocking me, disarming me better than I could disarm him.
“You know,” he says, voice low, almost as if he’s afraid his words will scare me away. They just might. He’s still inside me but not moving as he stares into my eyes like he’s trying to find my soul. “We could make this work. Not just for them, not just for our families, but for us. You and me.”
“You know,” I mock him, tapping my chin, “for someone who’s supposed to be so powerful, you spend an awful lot of time trying to persuade one person. Shouldn’t you be off toppling empires or whatever it is you do when you’re not forcing me to marry you?”
His lips twitch, and it’s almost a nice smile. “You’re wearing my ring, aren’t you? So I can do both. Multitasking is one of my many talents.”
“Impressive,” I deadpan. “Maybe I should take notes.”
“You could learn a lot from me.”
“Oh, I’m sure, but I’ll pass. I prefer my soul intact, thanks.”
“But not your clothes, apparently.” He chuckles deeply. “See, I can make jokes, too.”
I stifle a laugh, shaking myhead.
“What?” He smirks.
“No.”
“No, what?” His smirk widens.
“I refuse to admit you’re funny.”
“Why not?”
