Valorous(51)

She drops her head onto my shoulder. “I would much rather have earned it the old-fashioned way.”

“And how would that be?”

“By loving you the way you deserve to be loved for the rest of my life.”

And that, right there, is why there’ll be no prenup ahead of this wedding. “You know what we haven’t done yet?”

“What’s that?”

“Properly celebrated our engagement.”

“And how does one properly celebrate an engagement? I’ve never been engaged before, so I have no idea.”

With her in my arms, I get up to head inside. “Come with me, love, and I’ll show you.”





Flynn carries me into the house, past Fluff curled up in a ball on the sofa, and straight into the first-floor bedroom we’ve been using. He puts me down beside the bed.

“Get naked, sweetheart.”

Lifting his own T-shirt up and over his head, he watches me remove my top and shorts.

His shorts fall into pile at his feet, and he reaches for me.

“Wait, I’m not done getting naked yet.”

“I’ll do the good parts myself.” He quickly removes my bra and panties and then stands back to admire me, which invokes a full-body blush. “Mmm, look what I get to love for the rest of my life. The sexiest woman in the world.”

I don’t know if I’d go that far, but he makes me feel as if it’s true by the way he touches and caresses me until I’m ready to beg him to move things along.

With his hands on my ribs, he bends his head to kiss my neck. His lips are soft and gentle and utterly persuasive. I’d give him anything he wants as long as he doesn’t stop touching me. He’s promised me a lifetime of pleasure and love and laughter and all the amazing things we’ve found together, and I’m more than ready to collect.

“Flynn…”

“Hmm?”

“I just want to say…” It’s hard to talk when he’s got my earlobe clamped between his teeth and my breasts in his hands.

“What do you want to say, sweetheart?”

“I’m so excited to marry you. To be with you. To have everything with you.”

“I am, too. You’ve made me crave things I said I’d never want again.”

“I want to make you happy.”

“I’ve never been happier.”

“I mean in here, too.” I gesture to the bed and then glance up at him to gauge his reaction.

“You know how to fire me up, sweetheart.”

“Teach me something new. Something we haven’t done before.”

His low groan is followed by a devouring kiss.

I loop my arms around his neck, pressing my body into his and opening my mouth to his tongue. His hands are everywhere, stroking me into a frenzy of need. And then he’s lifting me, his hands on my bottom.

With my legs wrapped around his hips and his tongue invading my mouth, I lose all sense of time and space and anything other than what’s happening right here and now with the love of my life.

He breaks the kiss, his breathing heavy and labored. “You want something new?”

I nod. “I want to know everything. Teach me.”

“You’re officially killing me. You’re so f*cking sweet.”

I should hate when he’s crude, but I don’t. I love it. I love everything he says and does.

He seats me on the bed. “Turn around.”

I move tentatively to turn so my back is to him. “Like this?”

“Uh-huh. Now slide your butt forward and lie back, so your head is hanging off the bed.”

Thought I can’t quite figure out what he’s got planned, I move into the position he’s requested.

He bends over me to tug my nipple into the heat of his mouth.

I run my hands up his legs, needing to touch him while he drives me mad with the slow, steady tug of his lips on my nipples.

“Open your mouth,” he says, his voice a hoarse rasp.

When I comply with his request, he takes himself in hand and sinks into my open mouth in small increments. In this position I can take more of him than I have before.

“Easy, baby, nice and easy. Take as much of me as you can.”

My lips sting from stretching around his wide shaft. I stroke him with my tongue, making him gasp.

“God, yes, Nat… Just like that. If you need to stop, just pat my leg.” He takes my hand and raises it to his leg to demonstrate. “Right there. Like that. Okay?”