“Yes!” I exclaimed. “Yes, yes! I’ll marry you!”
His expression melted into relief and then excitement. Pulling the ring from the box, he slipped it onto my finger.
It was gorgeous. A white-gold band studded with small diamonds, set with a larger diamond as the center point. I stared at it for several seconds, entranced by its sparkle, but then I tore my gaze from the ring to look back up at Ryan.
He was smiling. I reached out to cup his face with both my hands and pull him in for a wild, hungry kiss.
“I love you,” I gasped, pressing my lips to his again and again. “I love you so, so much!”
“I love you, too,” he breathed, wrapping his arms around my waist and hoisting me onto his lap. Our kiss grew more demanding, and our tongues dueled as I pressed myself as close to his body as I could.
“I need you, Ryan,” I whimpered, reaching down to tug at his shirt. “Now.”
He growled against my mouth, and in one swift movement, laid me down on the blanket. Looming over me, he kissed along my jaw and down my throat as he slid his hand up my t-shirt. Goosebumps broke out along my belly. I sucked in a breath before releasing a low moan.
Ryan cupped my breasts under my shirt and licked along my collarbone. I dug my fingers into his hair and held him against me, an ache growing deep in my belly. Reaching down his back, I grabbed his shirt and tugged at it again. He sat back, so he could pull the shirt off and toss it aside. I stripped my own shirt off, then worked to unclasp my bra. Grabbing his shoulders, I pulled him back down to me and kissed him once more.
Ryan grabbed my breasts again and began kneading them and flicking his thumb over my nipples. It felt so good, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted us both completely naked and so tangled up in each other that we couldn’t tell where one stopped and the other began. Slipping my hands down my torso, I fumbled at the waistband of my leggings. Ryan figured out what I was trying to do and batted my hands away, so he could yank my leggings and underwear down my legs.
“Spread your legs for me, baby,” he ordered in a soft growl.
I obeyed immediately, letting my knees fall open. Ryan wasted no time, moving down my body until his head was between my legs. Grabbing hold of my thighs and gripping them so they stayed wide open, he grinned up at me before dropping his head and dragging his tongue along my folds.
“Oh, my God!” I cried out before remembering Henry was upstairs sleeping. I slapped a hand over my mouth to try and muffle the sounds I was making, paranoid he’d be able to hear us even though his bedroom window was closed. Ryan didn’t let up, licking and kissing me like a starving man presented a feast. I gripped his hair again with my free hand, not about to let him get away if he tried.
“Yes,” I hissed against my hand. “Yes, yes, just like that! Don’t stop, Ryan. Please don’t stop!”
He didn’t and began kissing and licking me with more fervor. That ache in my belly turned into a knot that started to tighten. My orgasm was building, and quickly, and I grew desperate for release.
Ryan suddenly slipped a finger inside me and began to pump it in and out as he wrapped his lips around my clitoris and began to suck. I nearly shot off the blanket. It felt like lightning was pulsing through my body, heating my blood and making every one of my nerve endings pulse with electricity.
Within moments, I was crashing over the edge of my release. I screamed into my hand and flexed my hips, gripping Ryan’s head with my thighs. It was as though my body was afraid that he’d get away before it was ready. He didn’t stop, though, drawing my orgasm out for as long as he could.
When my orgasm passed, I collapsed back onto the blanket, my body trembling and my breathing heavy. Ryan pushed up onto his hands and knees and crawled back over me with a satisfied smirk.
“How was that?” he asked with a chuckle.
I grinned, letting out a breathless laugh. “Pretty good. You’re getting better at that.”
Growling, he leaned down and nipped at my nose, making me giggle.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he told me as he reached down to undo his pants. He shoved them down his thighs, freeing his erection.
My mouth began to water, and my body came immediately back to life. I wanted him so badly, and I couldn’t wait another second. I held my arms out for him, and he fell back into them. I relished the feel of our bodies pressed against each other, our skin warm and damp with sweat. Ryan lined his shaft up with my entrance and held my gaze as he slowly began sinking into me.
I parted my lips on a gasp and then moaned when he filled me completely. We fit so perfectly together that it was like two puzzle pieces coming together. When he reached the hilt, he paused and dropped his head to capture my lips in another sizzling kiss. I wrapped my legs around his waist and urged him to start moving again.
Ryan pulled his hips back and then surged forward back into me. I whimpered and groaned and clung to him as his pace intensified. He drove into me faster and faster. I couldn’t hold back all the sounds being ripped from my throat. I reveled in the noises coming from his lips. His grunts and growls turned me on even more, because I knew he was losing himself in the pleasure right along with me.
I wanted to watch him fall apart. To make him shatter into pieces like I already had.
Slipping his hand down my belly, he began rubbing my clit in tight circles as he pounded into me, and I lost all ability to think. I lost myself to Ryan’s touch and the pleasure he was giving me. I clung to him, growing more desperate for release by the second.
“Sam,” he snarled. “I’m close.”
“Don’t stop,” I whimpered. “Please.”
I watched his expression tighten and his jaw clench. The next moment, his body jolted, and he let out a harsh growl as he came deep inside me. His release triggered my own, and I cried out as waves of pleasure crashed through me. I shouted his name and thrashed my head back and forth as stars burst in my vision and the rest of the world melted away until it was only Ryan and me and our connection.