Too Sweet (Hayes Brothers #3)(97)

“First girl I love...” I take her face in my hands, not an ounce of doubt clouding my mind. “First and last. Marry me, Mia.”

She stills.

Stops breathing, but her heart beats so fast I hear it in the silent room. And then she does what I’ll never grow tired of. She melts in my arms, spreading her small hands flat on my chest.

“I’ll get you a ring. I have a ring. It’s in the safe—” I shut up when she scrunches her nose, fighting a smile. “What?”

“I can tell you’ve never done this before. You’re supposed to ask the question, Nico, not bark an order. I can’t answer if it’s not a question. Try again.”

God, I love her so fucking much.

“Will you marry me, baby?”

“You really need to ask?” she chuckles, her eyes shining. “Of course I’ll marry you. I told you I’ll never let you go.”

My fingers weave into her hair, and I cover her mouth with mine, sinking into her bee-stung lips like I’ve never kissed her before. I have. So many times over the last eight months, but other than that first kiss under the parachute, none compare.

Mine. Always mine.

She smiles against me, inching away, cheeks deliciously pink. “You really haven’t brought a girl up here before? Not even back in high school?”

“No. Only three women ever set foot in this room. The maid, my mom, and my wife-to-be.”

Her cheeky grin rears its full power, green eyes gleam with mischief. “So... you never had sex in this room.”

I grip her waist, lifting her into my arms. The height difference between us, especially when she’s not in heels, means my spine gets a kicking whenever I bend to reach her lips. “You’re trouble, you know that?”

“So you said,” she whispers. “Should we go? I’m sure your family’s wondering what’s taking us so long.”

I cross the room and sit on the bed, cradling her to me, chest to chest. “They’ll have to wait.” I slide my hands under her skirt, pushing her panties aside. “You like taking my firsts, don’t you?” I kiss her neck, working her up, even though the lacy fabric tells me there’s no need for that. She’s already soaking wet. “I want in. I want my fiancée to ride me.”

She arches back, her small hands working my zipper for a moment before she frees my hard cock and impales herself on it without a second thought. “You’re a bad influence,” she sighs.

“Am I? I like the little devil in you. Focus, Mia. I’m sure one of my brothers will come looking for us soon, and you’re not getting off me until you come.”

“That...” Her eyes close when she sinks all the way down. “Oh... won’t take long.”

“Good girl. Faster.” I thrust my hips, meeting her moves as she slides back and forth. A soft, barely audible gasp tears out of her. “Shh... fuck, you’re so wet, baby.”

A few minutes of deep strokes, and she’s right there, poised on edge, ready to be tipped over. I lift her skirt, landing a slap on her butt. It works like fucking magic. One slap, and she starts vibrating, hurtling toward the release. “There you go, almost there,” I whisper, forcing her forehead against mine when her orgasm hits. “That’s my—”

A knock on the door sends Mia into a near-catatonic state. She stops moving, eyes wide, cheeks hot. Her pussy spasms around my cock when the door flies open.

Logan steps in, curiously glancing around the room before his eyes stop on us. Mia hugs into my neck, biting the flesh in the crook, silently coming apart. And all I can think about is how much I want to spank that pretty ass again.

I’m so thankful for her sense of style right now. Her over-the-knee A-line dress disguises that my cock is currently inside her, throbbing, just about ready to explode.

“What’s wrong? Is she...” Logan pauses, eyebrows knotting in the middle. “Is she crying?”

I get why he might think that. She holds onto me for dear life, clinging to my chest as she shudders gently.

“No, she’s not. Get out.”

“You sure? Mia, are you—”

“Out!”

“Forget it,” he mutters, walking in further. “Let her go, Nico, before I make you. What the hell happened?”

Mia stirs, bucking against me, and I bite my tongue hard enough to taste blood. I’m so close it’s taking everything I have not to spill.

“Logan,” I grind out, his name sounding like an insult rolling off my tongue. “She’s fine. Now get the fuck out of here.”

He takes one more step but suddenly halts. His knotted eyebrows meet his hairline as recognition hits. “Oh, shit!” A supersized grin splits his mouth wide open. “Fuck, sorry.” He holds his hands up, backing out. “Um, yeah, I’m just gonna—” He slams the door behind him.

Mia’s not moving, still as a statue.

“Again,” I say, biting her ear. “I missed the look on your face, so you’ll have to come again.” I push my hips up once, then again, and the third time, she parts her lips against my neck, gasping softly. “Good girl, that’s it, relax. We’re alone, just you and me, baby. Nothing else matters.”

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