“Your dad is an amazing man, Mia.”
“I know.”
“One thing I’ve learned from him is how important it is to seize the moment. Don’t wait for something because you think you have time or are uncertain as to how it might come out.”
“My dad misses my mom, but he has the peace knowing he never wasted a moment with her.”
He kissed my cheek. “I don’t want to miss a moment with you, Mia.”
I craned my head around to look up at him. “I don’t either.”
He stared at me with those wonderful green eyes and swallowed. “Then will you marry me?”
My breath caught, making it impossible to respond.
“We can spend our lives not wasting a moment.” He held up a beautiful platinum and diamond ring.
“Nick.” I turned around in the chair so I could straddle him and wrap my arms around him. “Yes!”
He buried his face against my neck. “I love you so much Mia.”
“I love you more, Nick.”
He slipped the ring on my finger, and kissed me as his hands caressed my back. “I was thinking we’d have dinner and enjoy the sunset, but I know how badly you want to get in my pants.”
“I do.”
His eyes flashed with emotion at the words I’d say to him when I joined my life with his. Hopefully, I’d be able to marry him soon. In fact, we could drive to Reno now and take care of it. No, not now. Now I needed to get in his pants.
He had other plans. “Let’s take this inside. I want lots of room to go slow.”
My pussy tingled at the thought of all the wonderful things he’d do to me. “You didn’t talk about my getting in your pants with my dad did you?”
“No. But I did ask his permission to marry you. Well, not permission … but his blessing. Eli’s too when I got back today.”
I stopped and looked at Nick. “You did that?”
“If they said no, I was still going to ask you. But I wanted to know they would support your marrying me.”
I was filled with so much emotion. I wished there were better words to express it. All I had was, “I love you.”
He smiled and tugged my hand leading me into our bedroom. “Let’s show each other just how much love we have.”
One of the things I loved about Nick was how he taught me there could be different speeds and moods to sex. We both liked fast and furious, as much as slow and languid. But sometimes it was intense, like I’d go up in flames if he wasn’t inside me driving me to orgasm. Other times it was playful and fun, silly even. Tonight, it was slow and intense, savoring every minute. It was like we both wanted to imprint every kiss, every touch, into our brain to remember forever.
His hands caressed every inch of me, making my blood run hot and thick through my veins. His lips followed suit, kissing and nipping from my temple to my toes.
“Nick,” I gasped, needing him over me, in me.
“Yes, baby,” he moved up my body.
“I want you in me … a part of me.”
He maneuvered himself between my thighs. “Look at me Mia. Look at me while you take me inside you.”
My gaze held his. I inhaled sharply as he pushed in, filling me, deeper and deeper. “I love you, I love you, I love you,” I chanted as pleasure coiled deep. I lifted my knees wrapping my legs around his hips.
“Do you feel me, Mia?”