Forever (Betrothed 7)

Dinner was already on the table, white candles lit along with a small vase of red roses. Patricia never added that stuff, so I assumed Annabella was the one behind it. I loosened my tie as I came farther inside because it was way too fucking hot to wear all this shit.

Annabella walked up to me and slid her thumbs underneath my jacket so she could push it over my shoulders and let it fall down my arms. She took the jacket and folded it up before she placed it on the table.

Whenever she touched me, I grew weak. I stood still on the spot, enjoying every touch as if it electrified me. I’d never been a tame lover, but she made me so gentle, made me make love rather than fuck.

When she came back to me, her hands cupped my cheeks, and she rose on her tiptoes so she could kiss me. She didn’t greet me with a hello or ask about my day. All she wanted to do was feel my lips on hers, show me exactly how much she missed me all day. Soon, her gentle kisses became more demanding, and with every breath she breathed into my mouth, she became more anxious, her touch more desperate.

My hands moved around her waist and pulled her close, exploring her sexy curves and that beautiful dark hair. I cupped the back of her head and tilted her chin back so I could deepen the kiss, so I could give her my tongue and feel hers dance with mine. My other hand moved to her ass and gave one of her cheeks a masculine squeeze. All the stress in my shoulders disappeared instantly. I could worry about that bullshit later. Right now, I just wanted to enjoy her, appreciate the woman I’d worked so hard to earn.

She pulled away first, her hands dropping to my chest. Her fingers undid every single button of my collared shirt and popped each one open so she could get to my naked skin underneath. When she was halfway to the bottom, her eyes flicked up and looked into mine. Shy. Sexy. Confident. She was a good lover because she was so enthusiastic, so desperate to have as much of me as she could. She wasn’t necessarily kinky or willing to do things most women wouldn’t. She just loved to be with me…and that made me feel good.

When the shirt was loose, she pushed it over my shoulders just as she had with my jacket, but this time, she let it fall to the floor. Her hands were on my bare skin, her fingertips feeling the heat of my flesh. She stepped closer and placed a kiss over my heart, her tongue dragging over my nipple before she moved to the other side of my chest and did the same to the other. Her face disappeared under her thick hair, and her fingertips dug into me harder as if she couldn’t get enough of me.

Then she slowly dropped to her knees, kissing my stomach all the way down.

I couldn’t fight the excitement that spiked in my blood. Anytime her mouth was anywhere near my dick, my mind went in the gutter. I was already hard at her first kiss, but now my dick was so swollen I could barely fit in my slacks.

She undid my belt, pulled down my zipper, and then tugged everything to the floor.

My dick hung out, so hard it was almost embarrassing.

On her knees, she stared at my length above her, thoroughly impressed by my size. She rose slightly on her knees and then kissed the fat vein along my shaft.

I closed my eyes and suppressed the moan that wanted to explode from the back of my throat. I hadn’t realized how much I wanted this until it was right in front of me. I hadn’t been with anyone else in a long time, and since she was my ultimate fantasy, this was a dream come true. I was just as enthusiastic about her as she was about me. If I could have any woman in the world right now, I would always choose her.

Always.

Why Liam ran to other women when things got tough, I’d never understand. What did he hope to find in a bar that was better than what he had at home? As far as I could tell, Annabella was the sexiest, kindest, and most amazing woman on this earth.

Period.

Annabella took her time and placed kisses along my shaft and balls. She moved slowly, like she didn’t want to rush to the end, like having a big-ass dick in her mouth was enjoyable rather than exhausting. Sometimes she would close her eyes when she kissed the head of my cock, and sometimes she had the confidence to look right into my gaze as she gave me her sexy kisses.