“Not my fault you were slow to the punch,” she teases as I head to the front door.
“I was waiting for the perfect time,” I grumble in reply. Truth is, I love how it happened just now.
I thank the delivery guy for the food, tip him, and place it on the table. Sofia takes my hand before I can open the bag and leads me to the bedroom.
“I thought we were going to eat.”
“You are.” She giggles.
I grab her ass and she squeals.
I learn she has nothing under her dress when I lift it over her head. She takes a step back, one, another, until she sits on the bed. I strip for her and join her. She keeps crawling backwards as I approach until she hits the pillows.
I kiss her hungrily, fisting her hair in my hand as I lick across her tongue and breathe her in. Mine. Sofia is mine, forever. A wild, sharp and prickly woman wanting to be a part of me. I smile and draw back.
“Do you really want to be mine?” I ask her.
“Oh no.” She captures my lips. “You have it backwards.”
I laugh and curl my lips around hers, jerking her against me. “You’ve had me since our first kiss, Sofia.”
She moans and kisses me again. After a year of being with Sofia, I still feel the hum of electricity rip through me when she kisses me. I stroke down her side and over her thigh, that shallow wound from the bullet that tore through me.
“I love you.” I say against her mouth. “Every inch of you.”
“Even when I’m crazy?”
“Even with your wrong opinions about where things go.” I kiss down her neck.
She pushes her body against mine, and I groan. She makes patience impossible. But she shakes her head. “I’m only wrong like … ten percent of the time.”
I rub her clit and push two fingers into her. She gasps. “Maybe twenty.”
I chuckle and lick across the top of her breasts. “Maybe thirty?”
“Maybe.” She groans and rubs herself down on my hand. “I need you, Jasper. Right now. Inside me.”
“Condoms,” I reply, then remember I didn’t buy a box. Fuck.
“No.” She strokes my hard cock. “We’re forever. Nothing between us.”
I groan and let her guide me into her. Fuck, it’s so much better without the condom. I can feel how wet she is, how warm, everything amplified. I thrust deeper, and she claws down my back, grabbing my ass.
Sofia rolls her hips to meet mine and kisses me hard. “Just like that. So perfect.”
“And all yours.” I whisper in her ear. “Forever.”
We go through at least three positions, and I make her come each time. I bask in her pleasure and enjoy every orgasm I know is mine. When I finally come, she holds me close and smiles.
We cuddle, and I see her admiring her ring. “You chose well.”
“Thanks, picky pants.” I kiss her forehead. “I can’t believe we were going to propose on the same day.”
“I realized last week that I was tired of waiting.” She breathes. “That it was stupid since I can’t see myself with anyone but you.”
“I’ve had the ring for six months,” I admit.
“Six … You’re crazy.” She kisses me full on the mouth, then rubs over my chest. “Did you have to clear it with Lee?”