Page 252 of Fury

I wrapped my arms around her, kissing the top of her head. “Yeah, that one we keep.”

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“Iwant us to get married.”

Her head turned toward me, her eyes blinked open. “Seriously?”

I sat up on our bed. Yeah, it was our bed now. I’d ordered a new mattress and had it delivered. She hadn’t said a word. Then she went out and bought four new sets of sheets, new pillows, a quilt, and a down comforter.

“I want us to have the whole fucking package,” I said. “I’ve always wanted it with you.”

She stilled.

I waited.

Gently, I nudged her hip with my knee. “You going to say something?”

“By ‘whole fucking package’ do you mean a limo, a photographer, color coordinated flowers, a buffet reception?”

“Fuck no.”

She let out a soft laugh.

“Babe, I’m still waiting for your answer.”

“I’ve always wanted it with you too.” She held my gaze. “Let’s do it in the old church in Meager.”

“A church?”

“It’s a blessing thing. Grace and Lock got married there and baptized their baby there too. Trust me on this.”

“Whatever you want, Sunshine.”

“That’s what I want. You know what else I want?”

“Name it.”

“Your mouth all over me. Again.”

“You’re such a horn dog.”

“Just like you.”

I brushed my lips over an eclipsing sun tattoo on her back, raising myself up over her prone body on the bed, swiping away her hair. “Where to begin?”

“Surprise me.” She wiggled her beautiful bare ass at me, her back muscles flexing. Her bare back. A woman’s naked back was a sensual secret revealed. Long smooth curves, strong plains, my vulnerable, powerful woman.

Every moment. Cherish every moment.

I bent my head and licked a trail down her spine, zigzagging my tongue over the thorny vine on her hips and lower back. Goosebumps rose on her skin, and she let out a soft moan. My teeth sank over a plump cheek, and she gasped. I kneaded her cheeks and jerked up her hips, opening her legs wider, licking up the tatted chain of small J’s up her thigh. Leaning over her, I pushed my thumb between her parted lips.

“Suck it.”

She took my thumb in her, squirming in my tight hold as my cock stroked up and down her wet heat. Taking my thumb from her mouth, I slid it inside her cunt, thrusting and rolling as I gripped her ass.

Her head twisted in the pillow, her fingers digging in the sheets. “Ah, fuck.”

I released her just as she was about to come. “Get up, grab the headboard,” I muttered.

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