Bare Skin (Skin Deep 5)

Chapter 25

Calland

Dani was fucking my face, whimpering as she grinded her hips down on my mouth, but I kept dragging my tongue away, not letting her come yet.

She was writhing over me, completely caught up in the pleasure I was giving her, but God she still kept her mouth going on me, though I knew she was really distracted. So I took pity on her, lifting her up once more and rolling so she was underneath me.

I didn’t waste any time shoving into her roughly, plunging deep with my first thrust, knowing that’s what she wanted. She didn’t want gentle, she didn’t want sweet. She wanted it rough, hard, fast, and dirty.

She pulled her knees back and I shifted, bracing my hands on the backs of her thighs, just under her knees, holding her up and open even wider. She was crying out with every movement, her breasts bouncing with the force of my thrusts. My breath was ragged, sawing in and out of my mouth in heavy pants as sweat gathered on my body. I could see it on her skin, glistening in the light neither one of us had bothered to shut off in the hallway, spilling a wide swath over the bed.

I loved seeing her under me like that. Loved seeing her bare her teeth, lost in the freight train of sensation riding over both of us, sweeping us up in a tidal wave of white hot ecstasy.

And then she slid her hand down her stomach, her fingers splitting over her sex so they were framing my cock as it slid in and out of her. She held it there for a moment, her face telling me that she was reveling in the feel of our connection, but then she moved it again. She didn’t go far, though. She rubbed her clit in rapid circles with the pads of her fingers, and my dick jerked hard inside her at the sight of it.

I could feel her getting impossibly wetter around me, could feel her body starting to spasm around mine, clenching tighter and tighter, the velvet heat of her inner core rippling around my cock until it closed around me like a fist as she came, screaming wildly, her fingers still frantically rubbing her clit, drawing out her orgasm.

It was enough to bring me over, but I grabbed the base of my dick, my fingers pressing down to hold it off just long enough to draw out her pleasure even more, until she was trembling underneath me, and then I let go, pulling out of her at the same time so that my release shot all over her stomach and pussy. She moaned as it covered her, then brought her hand down to my cock, stroking and jerking me roughly until every last drop had been wrung from my balls.

Even then, I was still hard, and she wasn’t going to waste that. She used my cock to tap her clit, then run it through her folds, painting herself with my come, and then notched me into her opening again.

I took control, moving my hands from the backs of her legs to brace them on either side of her shoulders instead, sinking into her, slowly this time, until I was buried to the hilt and held myself there. She moaned and dropped her legs, pressing them against my hips, urging me to move. Her hands slid up my sides, smoothed down my back, until she was clenching her fingers tightly on my ass, pulling me into her even further, rocking our bodies together.

She ground against me, rubbing her clit against the base of my cock, taking herself there and pulling me along for the ride. The gentle rocking of our bodies combined with her writhing under me, using her inner muscles to massage the length of me brought us both to the peak and over, into a soft, gently cresting release.

We stayed locked together, enjoying the closeness, my face buried in her neck, my lips tracing her skin.

“Marry me.”

The words were breathed against her skin, an almost involuntary utterance, but one that felt so right in that moment that I would never wish them unsaid. It wasn’t a question, either. It was a demand, because I wanted this woman in my arms for the rest of my life.

I wanted to watch her belly grow swollen with my children. I wanted to raise them with her by my side, dancing and laughing through the good moments in life with her, holding her and comforting her through the bad.

I wanted to make love to her, and hold her hand and kiss her lips every day for the rest of our lives, until we both faded into nothingness, our bodies to dust, but our souls intertwined for eternity in that beautiful place above us all.

She stilled beneath me, but then her arms tightened around me, and she uttered the most beautiful word in the world.

She said yes.

***

“That one? You’re sure?”

Dani looked over her shoulder at me, nodding, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

“That’s a lovely choice, ma’am, but are you sure you wouldn’t want to see something out of this case, maybe a little bit bigger?”

Dani laughed, glancing at the sales clerk. “Honey, I could buy the store if I wanted. I don’t need a big, fancy ring flashing on my finger to prove that I’m marrying the man of my dreams.”

The clerk looked pained, but she pasted a fake smile on her face. It took everything I had not to laugh as she tried to swallow the fact that she wasn’t going to make a huge commission off of us. Especially given the fact that Dani had indicated she could have.

Fifteen minutes later, we were walking out of the jewelry store, and Dani was sporting a brand new engagement ring. She’d claimed it was providence when the one in the display had fit her finger like it’d been made for her. It was a simple ring, really, a thin gold band with a half carat diamond in the center, and two smaller ones on either side.

And it looked damned good on her hand.

Pride swelled in my chest. I grabbed her hand and pulled it up, kissing the ring where it sat on her finger, then laughed as I realized how cheesy I was being.

“What are you laughing at?” she asked, leaning into my side as we walked to the car.

I shook my head. “Nothing. Just how much of a cheese ball I’ve been lately. You’ve turned me into a wimp.”

She stopped dead on the sidewalk, looking up at me in mock horror. “What? A wimp? And cheese ball?” She snorted. “I mean, I really thought you’d at least say cheese dick and pussy whipped, but hey. You went the opposi-”

Her words cut off on a shriek as I swung her over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry, smacking her ass for good measure. She laughed, bracing her arms on my back and calling out cheerful hellos to the people on the sidewalk passing by, most of whom were laughing and calling back to her.

I put her down by the car and pressed her against it. “Cheese dick? Pussy whipped?” I whispered, softly.

“Yep,” she whispered back, popping the ‘p’ dramatically.

I growled low in my throat, then ruined the effect by laughing when she merely quirked an eyebrow, giving me a wry look.

“You’re trouble, you know that?”

She shrugged, grinning up at me, but then she leaned in a pecked my lips briefly, pulling back to say, “But you love me.”

I hugged her tight and kissed the top of her head. “That I do, Red. That I do.”

She looped her arms around my neck and tipped her head back, going on tiptoe to reach for a kiss. I obliged, capturing her lips in a sweet kiss.

“Ewww, get a room already, would ya?” a voice hollered from somewhere behind us.

I spun around to see my sister, Leah, standing on the sidewalk with Ian. “Are you stalking us now?” I yelled back.

They came closer before she answered. “No, I had to come down to the scrapbooking store to grab a couple things for some activities I put in my lesson plans for when school starts. What are you guys doing down here?”

I grinned at her, but didn’t say anything.