Page 1 of Always and Forever

Chapter One

Ella

Myhandreachesupto cup his heavy balls, squeezing them lightly. Tiero moans, deep and guttural, making my heart soar with excitement.

He thrusts ever so gently into my mouth. Since he found out I’m pregnant, he’s been so careful, and I’m starting to miss his demanding side. That side of him that takes whatever the hell he wants from my body.

His tip bumps against the back of my throat, and my muscles contract instinctively. Tiero immediately loosens his hold on my hair and withdraws.

No! That will not do.

I inch forward, tightening the grip on his steely ass and push forward, taking him deeper.

“Fuck, angel… you make me want to lose control,” he groans.

Do it. Lose control.

I double my efforts, sliding my tongue over the underside of his hardness with every bob of my head.

I love Tiero’s taste… and the sounds rumbling from his chest above me—I’m addicted to him.

My nipples ache to be touched, but I won’t let go of his butt to pleasure myself. This is about him. It’s his turn.

This man turns me on like no other. My core is throbbing, begging to be filled, but I can’t get enough of his taste on my tongue… the conundrum!

The decision is taken from me when Tiero lets out another guttural groan and roars, “Enough.”

Jerking his hips back, he breaks my hold on his ass and slides out of my mouth. He drops to his knees and pushes me onto my back, cushioning my fall with his arms.

He’s still recovering from his bullet wound, though you’d never tell now. The red, angry-looking scar over his left ribcage is the only evidence that I nearly lost him forever.

But now is not the time for emotional, sad stories.

My legs open wide for him, and Tiero’s eyes fall to my center, which no doubt is glistening with my arousal.

“Fuck, angel. You’re always so wet for me.”

His hands glide up my inner thighs, and I’m once more struck by the contrast of our skins; his olive and mine pale white.

It looks good together… real good, like it’s meant to be.

Tiero moves his hands up my body, rubbing his thumbs over my pebbled nipples as he shifts himself between my spread legs.

The tip of his cock nudges against my entrance, but of course my beloved fiancé teases and tortures me, sliding it only the barest inch in before withdrawing again.

“Tiero,” I protest, but it only makes him chuckle. It’s deep and rumbles; just the way I like it.

“I want to get married before the year is over,” he suddenly declares as he peppers kisses along my jaw before taking my mouth with abandon.

“What?” I try to get my brain to work, but it’s too caught up in everything Tiero.

“I want to start the new year with you as my wife. No more waiting. I’m out of the Mafia. That was your condition.”

He licks and sucks at that sensitive spot just below my ear. He knows it drives me wild.

“No… More… Waiting,” he says again, empathizing each word with a little bite.

“But there’s only nine days left in this year. We can’t organize a wedding in such a short time… not with Christmas in a few days.”

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