Page 40 of Destiny

He steps away, sheds his clothes quickly. I stare at him. At his raw beauty. The scattered auburn hair over his chest, his copper-coin nipples, his gorgeous ginger bush, and his big fat cock.

“Like what you see?”

“Always.” I step toward him, into his arms, lift my lips to his.

The kiss is soft and gentle at first, and then hard and feral.

And then—he picks me up, sets me on his cock.

So strong. Those thighs of his, like a god’s. He grips the cheeks of my ass as he lifts me up and down on his cock.

So good, so good, so good…

In a moment, I’m coming again, and this time he joins me, grunting as he pushes me down onto his cock.

My legs are clamped around his hips, and I feel every pulse as he spurts into me.

We stay clamped together for some timeless moments, until he lets me down and I slide off him.

I plunk down on my couch, the fabric tickling my bare ass, and he sits next to me.

“Wow,” he says.

“Double wow.”

“If you think I’m done, think again.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

“Hey…” He trails a finger over my cheek. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you too.”

He kisses my lips. “What would you say about…making this thing between us permanent?”

My heart races. “You want to live together?”

“Well, yeah.” He pauses and then looks me right in my eyes. “But I was talking about marriage, Ava. I want you to be my wife.”

I gasp without meaning to. “Brendan…”

He frowns slightly. “You didn’t think that was where this was going?”

“Well, yeah. Of course.” My voice sounds…stilted. “But not so soon. We haven’t been together for long, and—”

He looks away. “I understand. You’re so much younger than I am.”

“That doesn’t have anything to do with it.”

“Of course it does. I’m older. More ready to settle down.”

“No, you’re totally misunderstanding me.” I touch both his cheeks. “I do want to marry you, Brendan. I do. But I have to figure this whole thing out first. This thing with my grandmother. Why she chose me. What your involvement is.”

He nods. “I may find out soon what my involvement is.”

“The blood tests?”

“Yeah. If I’m related to Wendy’s grandson, Jack, that would explain my involvement.”

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