She glances at the window with the question on her face.
"He can't hear or see us," I confirm, leaning over to the control panel and turning the music up just a bit. I know where this is going, and I'm fucking cheering inside. “I don’t want to wait to get you home, either,” I admit, answering the unspoken question hanging between us. My voice is deep, giving away the lust rolling through me.
“I was hoping that was how you would feel,” she answers with a sexy grin.
“You were, were you?” I laugh. Jesus, the changes she’s made in my life are too numerous to list. There are times I don’t even realize all of them until it creeps up on me. Only Belle could make me laugh like I don’t have a care in the world so soon after being trapped in hell.
“Yep, that’s why I don’t have any panties on under my dress,” she confesses.
I’m instantly hard at her words.
Fuck, how does she keep getting more and more perfect?
“Unbuckle my pants and get my cock out,” I growl, picturing what her sexy body looks like under her dress. Getting to see that will come later, for now I’m going to take what she’s offering. I need her. Waiting just isn’t possible when I know she planned this.
Belle slowly unbuckles them, pulling away my pants to show my cock straining through my boxers. Her hand wraps tight around it, bringing a blush of color to her cheeks as she pulls me out. The heated look she gives as she strokes me makes me groan. Her hand tightens against my rock-hard cock, making me nearly come right then and there.
I slide my hand up her bare thigh, under her dress to find the bare lips of her pussy already wet and ready for me.
“Climb onto my lap and guide me inside of you, little one,” I order through gritted teeth. I need to be inside her. There’s no way I can stop.
Belle lets out a groan that’s full of hunger and need in reply. It makes my balls ache.
She maneuvers so that she’s straddling me, steadying herself by holding onto my shoulders. She reaches between us and wraps her hand around the base of my cock again. Our eyes find one another, and we hold that contact as she slowly lowers down on my cock. I sink into her heated depths an inch at a time, and it almost feels as if this moment between us is sacred. After being without her for so long, it is like we are pledging ourselves to one another all over again. I didn’t realize how much I needed that until this moment.
She starts to ride me as I grab her lush hips, letting her have full control. I lean my head back and watch as she starts out with long slow movements, riding up and down on my cock like a natural. Hunger and heat claw up my spine. It’s all I can do not to take control, but I refuse. This is too good.
Belle’s mouth parts in a silent moan as she rotates her hips when I go balls deep inside her tight little cunt. I begin to meet her in her frantic movements, my fingers biting into her hips with bruising force as I take over. I find the pace we both need, and Belle quickly picks it up. I watch her, her tits moving under her dress as she rides me fast and hard.
Fuck, she really is perfection.
I continue to hold her firmly. When I feel her pussy flutter around me, I reach down and find her clit and rub my fingers against it. When she shatters, she takes me with her. I come deep inside her, giving her every single drop of my seed and praying it takes root.
I want kids with Belle. I want everything with her.
EPILOGUE
KILLIAN
Two Months Later
I have to say I'm surprised that Belle was so right when it came to Ryan and Mavis. Sitting at a family dinner to celebrate their engagement, I shake my head as I remember when she confided in me that she saw sparks between them. I thought Belle was insane. I told her she was dreaming and brushed it away as nothing. Still, here we are with Mavis and my father totally beaming at one another.
Ryan had told me on a few different occasions that it's a different kind of love than he shared with my mom. I get what he means, but he doesn't have to explain himself. I think he was worried I would take offense, but who I am to judge what their love is like? Before Belle, I didn't even believe in love, and yet, here I am head over heels for this woman.
I want to do everything I can to take care of her and make her happy. I do my best to spoil her, even if she fusses at me for it. Our current fight is over replacing Mavis. I've been telling my wife that I will be hiring a new cook, but she's not cooperating. The only compromise we have managed to come to is a part-time cook that doesn't live in the house with us.