Marry Grinchmas (Moosehead Minnesota Series Book 1)(17)

“Yes, Ham. I understand.”

“Ok. Let’s go home baby.”

As we turn to get in the truck, I see Greta leaning in her open doorway. “It’s about time you two get your heads out of your asses. Young folks. Indecisive. You two get on. It’s supposed to snow again soon. Gimme my keys, Hammond.” I can’t help but chuckle at her. For as long as I can remember, her and my mom has been bosom buddies, and Greta hasn’t changed one bit.

“Well, if she didn’t inherit your stubborn streak this would have been wrapped up days ago, ornery old woman.”

Smack. Did she just muff me?

“Who are you calling ornery? Now get that girl outta here before she finds another reason to run from you.” Hell, she’s gotta point. Better get her to the house and tied down.

Chuckling, I hand the keys to Greta and kiss the crazy old lady on the cheek. Trudging back to my truck where Avalynn has already gotten inside, I run around to the driver’s side and start it up to drive home. Our home.

Once inside, I divest us of our coats and pull her into my arms. I kiss her until we are breathless beside the big leather sofa in the middle of my living room. Sitting her on the middle cushion as I kneel between her legs, I grasp her left hand in mine. First I have to adjust my cock, as it is pretty painful in this position.

“Baby,” I say looking at her. “I love you. I’ve never proposed to anyone in my life, and I never will again. You are it for me, Avalynn. I know it’s crazy, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Oh my God.” She says, eyes going wide.

“Oh my God good, or oh my God bad?”

“Just oh my God.” She says smiling, her eyes becoming watery and glassy.

“Avalynn, what’s your middle name?” I ask. I can’t believe I don’t know such an important thing. There are still a lot of things we don’t know about each other, but we have the rest of lives to figure it out.

“Marie.”

“Avalynn Marie Kimber, will you marry me?” I say pulling the ring out of my pocket and showing it to her. It’s a simple, white gold band, with a two carat, square cut diamond in the middle. I know I live simply, but when it came to picking out her ring, I wanted her to know she will always be worth it to me. She looks at the ring and gasps. I feel my chest start to swell with pride because I know I did good.

“You are right Ham. This is crazy, but I will marry you.”

“You will?” I ask, sliding the ring on her finger.

“Yes.” She says before throwing her arms around my neck.

“Thank fuck baby. I love you.”

“I love you too. I didn’t know that was possible.”

Those are the best words I’ve ever heard.

My hands start to rub up her legs, touching her waist, and slowly letting my thumbs graze her tits. When her breathing starts to become shallow and her tongue darts out of her mouth, I lose it. Gripping her hair in my hands, I pull her head back, so her eyes reach mine. “Fuck I love you.”

Slamming my lips against hers causes her to moan and grip my shirt. She is trying to bring me closer and pull my shirt off at the same time. I growl and get higher on my knees as I pull her hips closer to me. When her core meets my hard cock, I can feel her heat through our bottoms. My poor horny baby grinds against me trying to gain some friction, which is something I will never deny her. Fuck. I need it just as much as she does and have to be inside her, now. I rip her shirt open, buttons go flying as I toss it down and remove her dainty black bra. Next I pop the button on her jeans and slide the zipper down, pulling her jeans down to discover she’s not wearing panties, yet again.

“What do I have to do to get you to wear panties? I don’t want anyone else to see you like this, or smell you.” Irrational jealousy courses through my veins as I pull her down to the floor.

“Ham, I hate them and always have. Now I hate them even more because they keep you from seeing how wet I am for you.” Holy fuck. Those words alone would bring the strongest man to his knees. She pouts and it melts my heart. The fucking Grinch is dead. I pull my t-shirt over my head and shed my pants and boxers while leaning down to kiss her closed thighs.

“Oh baby. That’s a real good explanation.” I say as I spread her thighs wide. Gripping the base of my rock hard cock, I slide it up against her clit making sure she is ready for me before I slide into her wet heat.

“Shit, Ham. That feels really good. You’re stretching me, making my skin feel like it is coming alive. It feels fucking amazing.” She moans once I am fully sheathed inside her.

“Fuck. You are so fucking tight. I can’t wait until you are my wife.” I say as I pound into her, while I kissing her beautiful lips.

“Me either. Please keep fucking me. I am so close.” She never has to ask. I lose myself in her sweet sticky heat. Knowing that I am the first and last man to touch her has me rutting into her like a caveman. Mine. Mine. Mine. I chant over and over again. I need to say it so I can finish us both. Leaning down to her ear I ask, “say it Ava. Tell me you’re mine and I will give what you need.”

“Yours. I am all yours Ham.” Yes.

I bring my thumb to her clit to help finish getting her off. She screams out as I release my seed into her, praying it takes hold, showing more evidence of my ownership in the form of her ripeness with my kid. Shit. A grown man could weep.