Page 38 of Rush

Reaching the bed, the plane hit a pocket of turbulence, and they fell forward onto the bed, Ece on top of Moose. They both laughed, and he pushed her dark hair from her face.

“Did I hurt you?” she whispered against his face.

“Not possible,” he groaned, shifting her hips off his hardening cock.

“You smell wonderful,” she said, staring down at him. “All man and something else. I’ve never smelled a man like you before. In fact, I’m not sure I’ve ever smelled a man at all.”

“Ece,” he whispered.

She lowered her head, her lips tickled by his beard. When she pressed against him, Moose knew this was the end of his world. At this moment, a new one was beginning. Plying his mouth open with her tongue, she tasted him, nibbling on his lips.

Moose gripped the back of her head, her hair wound around his fist. He turned her neck, running his tongue up and along her jaw, then back to her lips.

“Be sure, Ece. I can’t turn back from this if we move forward.”

“I’m sure. I’m positive,” she said, breathing heavily. “Please.”

He was stripped before she could blink an eye. His thick, wide chest covered in dark hair and tattoos. When his boxers were gone, she noted the thickness of his cock and felt her body aching. He pulled the long dress over her head, heavy breasts bouncing freely from the bra. Pushing her back to the bed again, he opened her wide as he rolled on the condom.

“Moose,” she started.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

“No, I…”

“Then we move forward.” Her wet pussy lips allowed him to push forward with a hard thrust, and then he stilled. Lowering his forehead to hers, he slowed his breathing. “Ece, baby.”

“I was trying to tell you. I’ve never had intercourse with anyone.” He smiled down at her, kissing her sweetly as he tried desperately not to move.

“I’ll try not to hurt you, and I’ll try to be more patient when you’re speaking next time,” he smirked. “Twenty-seven and never touched.”

“I’ve been touched, just not like this,” she grinned. “It’s not burning as much now. Can you please start moving again? It feels amazingly full.”

“Yes, ma’am, I can definitely start moving. But before I do, we have to agree on something. This isn’t a one-time deal for me, Ece. It means something. In my world, you’re mine now. My woman, and hopefully, one day my wife.”

“Y-you want me to be your wife?” she asked.

“Eventually. I get that we need to get to know one another, but yes. Can you see us together?”

“That’s all I can see,” she laughed. He was hovering above her, resting on his elbows as his big thighs pushed her legs further apart. “My parents had an arranged marriage and learned to love one another. I never wanted that. I wanted to be able to know the man I was falling in love with, and the truth is I’ve been falling in love with you since you pulled me from the rubble.” She rocked her hips upward, and there was a low growl from his chest.

“You keep doing that, and we’ll be back here all night.”

“Would that be so bad,” she asked, kissing him sweetly, running her mouth down his throat to his nipple. “You’re a very virile man, Moose. Sexy. And definitely made to please a woman.” He chuckled, shaking his head.

“I’m made for you,” he said quietly, kissing her again. “I want babies.”

“I want four,” she countered. He smiled down at her.

“Only four,” he said, rocking into her. She moaned, arching her back.

“Five, if they can all be boys.” He thrust harder and harder as she raked her nails down his back.

“I believe we have a deal.”

They never felt it when the plane landed. They didn’t even move when they heard the engines cut off. They didn’t hear Evie and Chipper leave the plane. But they damn sure heard it when Claudette and Mama Irene opened the bedroom door.

“Hot damn! We got another wedding!”

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