Page 29 of Hot Touch
“But I don’t want to waste a moment waiting to be yours. I want to spend the rest of our lives together. I want everything with you. The highs and lows of life and everything in between.”
“Nathan,” she whispered as a tear rolled down her face.
“Alejandra, will you marry me?” She nodded, and I stood up. When I opened the box, she gasped like I knew she would.
“Nate, this is too much!” I grinned, loving just how well I knew her despite the short number of months we’d been together.
“It’s not nearly enough,” I responded, slipping the ring on her finger. The diamond sparkled back at me.
“You said yes.” I grinned, and she laughed as I wiped the tears from her face. “You really did.”
“I did!”
“No take-backs or returns,” I teased her as I brought her into my arms.
We held one another for a long while standing under the moon and stars I knew no matter what life had in store for us, we’d be okay.
EPILOGUE
NATHAN
Exactly five years later
“Nate,”she gasped as I growled. Sweetness filled my mouth, making me want more. My tongue laved at her quaking inner thighs. My hands on the back of them spreading her open.
“Fucking hell. This is good,” I grunted. I dipped my fingers into the slice of cake she’d brought for us and smeared it all over one cheek. “You’re my very own birthday treat, baby girl.” I licked it clean, breathing in the sugary frosting and my woman’s honey.
Vanilla buttercream and my woman filled my lungs. Jesus. This was the best tradition my wife and I had. Top three of my favorites.
“Nathan,” she cried, bucking, trying to shove her perfect peach-shaped ass into my face. I smacked the side that hadn’t been covered in the sticky desert.
“Be a good girl for daddy.”
Yep. It had been five years, and this was still our thing. Our own little tradition.
“It’s my birthday.” As if she needed a reminder.
We’d been at this for hours, in our bedroom with a slice of homemade cake she’d baked and our phones disconnected for the day. It was fucking heaven and hell. My beautiful wife, my baby girl, let me do anything I wanted to her body until we were both sweating messes.
“Nate!” she whined, and I grinned.
The last five years had passed by in a blur. We got married surrounded by our family and friends by the lake at the ski resort seven months later. Our time together felt like a blink so far. Experiencing highs and lows life threw in our direction that we got through together.
I scraped my teeth against her ass, slowly, torturously making my way towards where she wanted my mouth. “Please,” she begged so fucking beautifully.Fuck.I couldn’t believe that at my age, I could not only get hard but this hard. I felt like I could chop fucking wood with the pipe between my legs.
“Uh-uh… what do you call me, little girl?” I warned, loving the way she trembled in front of me. Even after all this time, five years, my woman was still so damn responsive to my touch.Greedy for it.
“Daddy.” Alejandra’s back arched when she stuck out her delectable ass. I pulled her cheeks apart and breathed in, loving the sight of her awaiting holes. Her sex clenched like her pretty little pussy was starving for my cock. “Look how fucking wet you are for me.”
“Daddy.”
“Yes, baby.” I grinned like a cat who was about to eat his canary. “Love hearing you call out for me.”
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she begged, her pretty nipples standing at attention for me. Fuck. Looking at her sprawled out for me, my very own birthday treat, made my tastebuds sing and my dick leak.
“Good girl. That’s my angel, asking for what she wants.”
“Baby.” She squirmed. I glanced up at her, loving the sight of her curvy body bent over the edge of the bed. My hand rose and landed on her perfect ass cheek.
