Packing Up Love (Insta Love Shy Girl Romance 2)

e. I swallowed her gasping moans as she shrieked, every muscle tightening as she squeezed me desperately.

“Come for me, Claire,” I murmured into her lips.

“Oh my… Jason…” she shrieked, every part of her body gripping mine as she shook.

Feeling her losing herself with me pushed me over the edge, as I pounded her fast and deep, my rigid shaft clamped inside her tight, wet pussy. She was so perfect, so precious, and knowing that she was truly mine now filled me with words it was far too soon to say.

Looking deeply into her beautiful eyes, I hoped that she could see that I was claiming her as mine forever as I groaned, exploding inside her with a blast of wet heat.

She shuddered again, her little fingers digging into my skin as she rocked under me. “You feel so perfect,” she moaned.

“You are perfect,” I whispered, kissing her hungrily until we finally stopped moving together.

Our kiss didn’t end as I rolled to the side, pulling her against me. As she looked up at me, I swear there were stars in her eyes.

“Jason,” she said softly, then she paused.

“Shh, I know, baby. It’s okay. Don’t say it yet. I promise, I’m going to give you the time and space you need.” Giving her round ass a saucy squeeze, I forced a chuckle. “I’ll be your once a week boyfriend. Isn’t there an old country song about a part-time lover?”

Then she laughed. A real, unselfconscious belly laugh, so gorgeous as her eyes sparkled, her cheeks slightly flushed.

“There’s my girl,” I said softly. “We’ll say everything we need to say in a few months. Okay?”

She nodded. “Thank you for understanding.”

“Thank you for letting me be pushy.”

Pulling her close as she giggled, a wave of relief washed over me. I had my girl, and I knew she loved me. Everything else was going to fall into the right places as soon as she had her mental space arranged.

EPILOGUE

* Claire *

* Four Months Later *

Jason was incredibly sweet, and stuck to a few texts per day, and our Saturday night dates while I got my feet back under me. Once I had my home straightened out, and a few new friends, I found myself inviting him for dinner on a weeknight or two.

It only took about two months of me having a bit of space before I was ready to officially declare us as a couple, and introduce him as my boyfriend to anyone who would listen.

Everything had been amazing for the past few months, and I thought it was adorable that he wanted to make me dinner on our four-month anniversary. He was counting our relationship from the first time he kissed me, even though I was counting it from the point where he agreed to give me some space, but it really didn’t matter.

It was weird that he asked me to come to dinner at his brother’s house. At first, I thought he wanted me to hang out with Mike and Lisa, to get to know them better since I’d only met them briefly twice.

When he picked me up, he said that we were going to be alone, and he wanted me to take a good look at the house as we pulled into the driveway. It was absolutely beautiful, with dark red brick and black trim, mature trees across the lawn, and a huge front window. When we went inside, I admired the old-fashioned moldings, classic chandeliers, and an incredible open kitchen.

“Claire,” he said gently, and there was something strange in his voice, “Is this the sort of house you could see yourself living in someday?”

I laughed. “I wish! This would be my dream house. Are you kidding?”

Jason flashed that absolutely devastating grin that made my stomach quiver. He took my hand and led me back into the foyer, dropping to one knee and holding up a silver key.

“The paperwork is all signed and ready to go. I just have to call Mike and tell him to file everything.”

I paused, thinking I must have missed something. “What are you talking about?”

“Mike and Lisa are moving to the west end near their shop, so they are selling me this house for a very fair price. In my family, my parents pay for big houses, and small weddings. If that’s okay with you, this house is ours.”

I absolutely froze. I couldn’t believe what he was saying.