Chapter 32

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Leo

Kim twirling around this studio is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Part of me wanted to watch longer but I can't keep my hands off her. Because not only is she perfect, she's mine.

One of her hands comes around the back of my neck, her fingertips massaging my skin as her chin lifts up so that I can claim her mouth with a kiss.

I kiss her like a man who's been starved. I have been…for her. My hand is still wrapped around one of her ass cheeks and I give it a good hard squeeze, pulling her even tighter into my hips.

She responds by wrapping one of her legs around my waist.

"I love you," I murmur against her lips. I'm not normally a sentimental guy during sex. I'm far more of the make-the-walls-bang, but I can't help it with her.

I thought I might lose her, and it scared the shit out of me. To have her here against my body, emotion is welling up inside me.

This is exactly where I belong. Wherever she is with her body pressed to mine.

Which is why I growl out a protest when she takes a step back. But my irritation is quickly forgotten when she pulls off her shirt, revealing a lace bra underneath.

And then she takes three more steps back until she's leaning against the bar, half reclined with her eyes on me. "Your turn."

Giving her a cocksure grin, I tug my shirt off. I haven't showered yet today but neither has she. I'd planned on a two-for-one back at the hotel room. Sex in the shower.

But as I catch her reflection in the mirror behind her, I think this is a better plan. I'm going to watch Kim as I fuck her senseless and then I'm going to take her back to the hotel and thoroughly clean her in the shower.

And likely fuck her again.

Because this is my woman.

I kick off my boots, pulling at the button of my jeans before I shuck them down my thighs.

My cock is already at full attention as I stand, legs spread wide, arms crossed in the center of the room.

I watch her gaze slide down me as she nips at her bottom lip and swallows. "You're so powerful, Leo. I don't think I'll ever get used to all those muscles."

"You will, baby. These muscles are yours." And then I start walking toward her. "Yours for protection…"

I stop just in front of her. "Yours for carrying the burdens of life."

"What else?" I see her reach to unclip her bra.

"Car seats. I can carry those."

She smiles as the bra slips down her arms.

I'm reminded of that first night at the wedding when I had her against the wall. I drop to my knees, hooking the waist band of her leggings and pulling them down her thighs. "I'll be great at moving couches."

She laughs then as she buries her fingers into my hair. "I bet you will."

"I'll carry you, Kim. In whatever way you need." And then, her leggings still around her knees, I lean forward, sliding my tongue between her thighs to give her clit a little lick.

Her legs buckle, and I grab her hips in both my hands, holding her up as I lick deeper, eating Kim like she's breakfast.

Because she's delicious.

Both of her hands are in my hair now, pulling at the strands as she whimpers in pleasure. I like her little cries, but I love it when she screams.

Using one of my forearms to hold her weight, I use my other hand to part her lips and then slip a finger inside her pussy, her slick heat making me even harder as her folds contract around me.

Fuck, I love feeling the inside of this woman.

She's clenched so tightly around me, her legs trembling, I know she's not going to last much longer.

I push another finger inside her, my tongue working at her clit as I suck her lips into my mouth.

She lets out a scream, her body convulsing in an orgasm that makes her wilt over me, her belly coming to my head.

But I'm not even close to done.

Yanking the leggings the rest of the way off her body, I lift her up and take a step back.

Her legs naturally come around my waist. From a few feet away I have an amazing view of her back and ass in the mirror, but even better, spread like this, I see her little asshole and her red, swollen lips as my cock slides through them.

I lift her a few inches, angling my hard-on and then plunge inside her.

From the mirror, I have the perfect view of the way she swallows my cock, the thickness of it, disappearing inside her as she arches back to take even more of it in.

"I look like I'm going to break you in half," I grunt out, loving what I'm seeing.

"You're not," she gasps back. "You feel so good, Leo."

Hands on her ass, I slide her up and then plunge her back down on my cock, watching as I move out of her and then back in.

She rolls her hips, her ass out. The bend of her body is that of a dancer and it's beyond hot.

I pump into her several more times, my hands on her ass only spreading her wider for my view.

I know I'm not going to last long. The past few days have been so raw and this woman is turning into my entire world.

Her head is thrown back, her neck exposed, and I lean down to suck one of her tits into my mouth, pulling her nipple so that she cries out my name. I feel her tighten around me and I know she loves it. But I miss the view.

So lifting my head, I take her in again.

Her body swallows my cock over and over and it's so good, I close my eyes for a second.

And then, shifting her weight to one hand, I slide my middle finger through her soaking pussy before I slide it into her tight little asshole.

I feel her stiffen, her body stilling.

"You all right, sweetheart?"

"I'm good."

"You sure?" I want to claim every part of her, but not if it robs her of pleasure.

"Sure." She relaxes and takes even more of my finger in, and I watch in the mirror as I fill both her holes pumping in and out of her like a man half mad.

Her face is red, the little noises she's making almost guttural, but she grows tighter and tighter around my finger and cock, her hands gripping my back like I'm a lifeline.

"Are those good noises or bad ones," I ask, squeezing my eyes shut a few times to clear the red haze from my eyes. I could lose myself in fucking her like this.

"Good," she cries. "So good. Leo. I don't think I can make it much longer."

Fuck me. I pump harder, ruthlessly, every muscle flexing as I push so deep inside her, she lets out another keening cry.

Her nails drag down my back, her legs locked so tight as she pushes down on me, taking so much of me in that my vision blurs.

And then she starts to cum.

It's not like her first orgasm. Those cries were pretty. These keening cries pierce my ears as she absolutely breaks apart on me, her pussy locked so tight, I start to cum before I've even had an orgasm. It's like she's pulling the cum from my cock.

"Fuck," I spit as she slams down hard on me again, riding the pleasure for every last bit it's worth.

My orgasm hits me with a force that sends me to my knees, not that I stop pumping her so full of my cum, her thighs are going to be sticky for days.

It goes on and on, the force of it, emptying my balls. "Christ. No wonder you ended up pregnant."

She laughs a halfhearted breathy sound, as her forehead comes to my shoulder. "Leo. That's not funny."

"I wasn't trying to be funny. You know how to empty a man of every drop of cum."

Her palms slide down my arms. I'm on my knees but I'm still holding her up. "We've got several months to work out the birth control issue."

"Fuck that," I say, sitting my ass down on the hardwood. She's still got her legs around my waist.

She pushes back to look at me. "We're not having sex after the baby?"

"I asked you to marry me. Of course we're having sex. I just don't plan on wrapping up."

Her eyes go wide.

"I've thought about it, and I think I want a bunch of kids."

Her mouth falls open, her eyes so wide that I can't help but lean forward to kiss her lips closed.

"A bunch of kids?"

"What do you think of five?"

"Five?" she croaks, shaking her head. "Putting a finger in my ass makes you want to have kids?"

"That's just a side perk, baby." I push her hair back from her face…with the other hand. "You're a good girl, Kim, who is only dirty for me. Which is why I plan on asking again and again for you to be my wife and have a bunch of my babies."

She shakes her head and then leans her forehead back on my shoulder. "Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I'll marry you. I seriously doubt I'm having five babies."

"Four?" I grin, kissing her long and hard.

Because Kim just agreed to be my wife. And she's having my baby.

I don't feel anything other than beautiful gratitude. This is exactly where I'm supposed to be, and she is the woman I'm meant to be with.

And for the first time in a very long time, I understand my purpose, my drive, my whole reason for being.

And it's fucking beautiful.