First Love

“Let me help you understand,” I soothed before scooting off the bed, keeping her in my arms. Placing my feet flat on the ground, I pushed up and let Eva’s legs fall and her body glide down mine until she was standing. “Wait right here,” I commanded. Then I gave her a quick, hard kiss before striding into our spacious closet. I returned to her a moment later with two fluffy, blue robes in my hands. I helped her into one and quickly donned the other. Then I took her hand and led her down the hall to the only other room on this floor.

I pushed open the door and walked backward, my eyes staying glued to her face, not wanting to miss a single second of her reaction. Damn, I hoped I’d gotten it right.

Eva followed slowly, and when her eyes swept around the room, they became huge. She blinked owlishly, her mouth forming a little O, and her breath held in her lungs. Finally, she released a harsh exhale, and her shocked eyes landed on my face. “An art studio?”

“I will always do everything in my power to make sure you have everything you ever wanted, Eva. This is our home, and I wanted you to have a space to do what you love. Somewhere that’s yours, a sanctuary. If you want to keep working at the Met, I support that one hundred percent. It’s one of the reasons I chose this penthouse. However, if you’d like to be home more and take on private restorations, now you have a space to do it.”

Tears welled up in Eva’s eyes, which gave me a moment of panic until she smiled so brightly that there was no need for the sun shining in from all of the windows. “Tucker,” she breathed. “This is amazing. It’s…perfect.”

I smiled tenderly and took her hand again, leading her over to the table in the center of the room. Sitting in the center was a small, robin’s egg blue box, and I picked it up before falling to one knee in front of Eva and flipping the lid.

“Eva Kendal, I love you more than anything. I’ve loved you for all of my life, though it has grown over the years from familial love, to young love, to forever love. I’ve waited all this time for you, my first love and my last. You’ve always been the only one for me, my own personal sun, shining light into every facet of my life. I can’t live without you for one more day. I want to marry you, have a family with you, and grow old with you. Never again will you question my love for you because I will prove it over and over every single day for eternity.” I removed the five-carat, emerald-cut platinum ring and slipped it onto her finger before placing a kiss on it. Then I stood and drew her into my arms, my head lowering so I could kiss her.

I was blocked from my goal by her hand covering my mouth. “Wait, didn’t you forget something?” she asked with an arch look.

I frowned as I thought for a moment, then guessed, “I promise to give you endless amounts of orgasms?”

Eva giggled and shook her head. “I meant that you didn’t ask me.”

I raised a brow and stared down at her for a moment before responding. “No, I didn’t.”

“Well?” She put her hands on her hips, giving me an adorable little glare that made me want to kiss her and then press her up against the wall and fuck her. That suddenly became my new plan, and I wrapped my large hands around her arms, about to haul her into my body, but she broke the spell a second before our lips met. “Are you going to ask me?”

My head reared back, and I scowled at her. “Fuck no,” I scoffed. “That would imply that you have a choice. We’re getting married, Eva.” I placed my hand on her stomach and glanced down before returning my eyes to her face. “You could already be carrying our child, baby.”

Eva’s hands came to rest over mine, and the spark of wonder and joy in them shooed away any lingering doubts I might have had. I slowly walked her backward until she was pressed up against one of the sturdy glass walls and whispered, “How about we up those chances?” She started to say something, but it was muffled when my mouth crashed down over hers. I hoisted her up and guided her legs around my waist, holding her up with my hands under her luscious ass. I groaned when I felt her hot, wet pussy drenching my cock as I teased her opening with the tip while I continued to devour her mouth. She moaned but stiffened a little, making me pull back instantly. “Are you too sore, baby?” I’d taken her more than I probably should have the night before, considering she’d been a virgin. But every time I’d tried to pull back after getting a little carried away, she would cling to me and beg me not to stop. I didn’t have the strength to deny her even though I knew she would probably be sore as fuck today.