Page 21 of Marrying the Underboss

We both take a sip from our glasses and set them down. After eating, I take our bowls and put them in the sink. When I turn around, I find Jennifer outside leaning against the porch's railing. I follow her out, putting my hands on her arms, rubbing them up and down to keep her warm.

She leans back against me, and we share a silent moment, staring at the storm going on around us.

“It’s freezing out here. We should go inside,” I say quietly against the side of her head.

Slowly, she turns around. Her big, beautiful eyes find mine as she wraps her hands around my neck and pulls me to her. “Not yet.”

Spearing my hands into her hair, I lean down and kiss her soft lips.Fuck me.Why did I wait so long to do that? She moans into our kiss and tries getting closer by standing on her tiptoes, but she’s so damn short she doesn’t get very far. I slide my hands down her back and lift her ass up. She takes the opportunity and wraps her legs around my waist, deepening our kiss.

I walk back into the house, closing the sliding glass door to keep the chill out. I sit on the couch with Jennifer still wrapped around me, kissing me like her life depends on it. I know mine fucking does.

She pulls back and rests her forehead against mine. “Kane, I… I’m sorry.”

I rub my hands down the sides of her head, smoothing her hair down and out of her face. “You don’t ever have to apologize for kissing me, Angel,” I grin, searching her face.

She smiles softly as she stares into my eyes. “No, I’m sorry about how I’ve treated you over the last few weeks. I’m sure it’s been confusing, to say the least.”

“If that’s what it took for you to work out your feelings for me, I’d do it again. You weren’t that bad,” I grin. “Sure, you put your foot down, which was hot as fuck, by the way, but I’m happy you felt comfortable standing up to me. I need someone in my life to knock me down a few pegs now and then.”

“We’re good then?” She asks hopefully.

“Better than good, Angel.”

Eventually, Jennifer slides off my lap to clean up dinner. We put the chili outside so the freezing temps can keep it fresh while the power is out.

I make sure the fire has enough wood to burn for a few hours, then we change for bed and settle in for a cold winter night. We both crawl under the covers to sleep in front of the fire. Jennifer doesn’t hesitate when I open my arm up for her to cuddle into.

I wakein the middle of the night to tentative kisses on my chest. The fire is out, except for the red embers that are still ablaze. They give off just enough light, so when I look down, I find Jennifer looking up at me. She’s half asleep, but I know that look. She needs me. I’ll always give her what she needs. Sliding my hand down her back, I grab her and pull her up closer. She kisses me sweetly, sliding her tongue into my mouth and tangling it with mine. Grabbing the hem of her tank top, I pull it up and over her head. Her big tits bounce free of the shirt, landing on my chest. Fuck, I love her tits.

“Kane,” she sighs.

“Tell me what you need, Angel.”

“I need you.”

“You need me to what? Say the word, and I’ll give it to you.”

She sucks her bottom lip into her mouth and stares down at me with hooded eyes. “Make love to me, Kane.”

“Be sure this is what you want, Angel. The moment I claim you, you’re mine for the rest of our lives. Wedding, marriage, kids, the whole thing. Is that what you want?”

She stares into my eyes. “Are you asking me to marry you?”

“Angel, I’m asking you for everything.” She nods her head, but it isn’t enough. “Give me the words. I need them.”

“Make love to me, make me yours for always.”

“Fucking finally,” I growl and kiss her deeply, tangling my fingers in her hair. I hold her to me as I make love to her mouth.

My angel is so responsive. Her tight nipples scrape across my bare chest as she straddles my waist, kissing me back. The only thing between us are her leggings and my boxers. Fucking material is getting in the way of destiny.

Gripping her waist, I drag her hot, wet center over my throbbing cock. She moans and starts thrusting her hips over me but grows irritated quickly when it isn’t enough.I know baby, I need more too.

Rolling her to her back, I kneel between her sweet thighs. Grabbing the material of her leggings in both of my hands, I tear them apart, leaving a gaping hole at her center. “There she is,” I murmur, running one of my knuckles lightly against her pretty, wet pussy lips. She chases my knuckles, so I hold her hips down with my other hand, giving her the lightest of touches.

“Kane, stop playing with me,” She grumbles sweetly.

“Not playing, Angel, just preparing myself. It’s been a hell of a long time since I’ve done this and I don’t want it to be over too soon.”

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