“Oh my god, Darian.” Rosy looks around and sees the bed in the distance with rose petals shaped in a heart on top. “This is too much.”
She turns to me with tears in her eyes as she jumps into my arms. I’m kissing her before I can explain my sisters probably set this up, but maybe I won’t admit to that right this second…or ever.
With her lips on mine and the door closed, it’s like we’re in our own world. One that’s just the two of us and we make the rules. Her legs wrap around my waist, and without thinking, my hands go to her ass, and I carry her into the bedroom.
I place her on top of the rose petals as I stand up and look down at her. She’s like an angel in her dress, and I can’t help but think that she was put on this earth to save me. I undo the tie on my rented tux and take off the jacket and shoes. She sits up on her elbows as she watches me strip out of my clothes until I’m only in boxer briefs.
“Should I?” She motions to the bathroom, and I shake my head.
“Let me undress you.” My voice is so low I hardly recognize it as I kneel down on the floor at the foot of the bed and unstrap her sandals.
When they’re off her feet I kiss the red lines they’ve made across the top and around her ankles. I keep on kissing my way up her soft calves because I can’t help myself. All we’ve done in the past has been a few makeout sessions where I’ve slipped my hand under her shirt and she’s cupped me over my jeans. But I’ve done my share of fantasizing about this moment, and I don’t want to rush it.
Rosy sits up and cups my face before she presses her lips to mine. Somehow we both know that this moment is special, and it’s not one either of us is ready to hurry.
We take our time as her hands run across my bare chest, and I shiver at the touch. There’s not a lot of physical affection in our family for reasons I’ve never explored, so to feel her skin on mine is like a drug. All the blood in my body rushes to where her fingers connect on my skin, and I’m like a magnet as I follow her every movement.
“I love you so much, Rosy,” I say, looking into her eyes, and my fingers touch the clasp of her dress.
“I love you too, Darian.” She nods, and with one quick tug, the material of her dress falls away from her neck and pools around her waist.
She smiles softly as she stands up and unties the ribbon at her hips. I’m still kneeling on the floor as it falls to her feet and she’s left in only a pair of cream-colored lace panties. They look so delicate, like a puff of air would make them dissolve, and I want to do just that.
When I stand up, I feel the warmth of her naked body against mine, and it’s almost enough to make me lose control. She’s soft and smooth, and I’m hard and rough, and I wonder if I feel as good to her as she does to me.
“What about the lingerie?” she asks, placing her hands at my hips and playing with the waistband of my underwear.
“Later.” Once again, my voice is low and commanding like I’ve been taken over by someone much more sure of himself. “Right now, I want to taste every inch of you.”
She squeals as I lift her up and then come down on top of her in the middle of the bed. “You’re mine.”
“Yours,” she agrees, and I slowly kiss my way down her body.
Chapter 5
Rosy
My heart pounds as Darian kisses my neck and collarbone. Never in my life has something ever felt so right, with no hesitation. This is the man I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. Together, we’re going to create a life of our own where all of our dreams come true.
“You’re so soft.” I smile because he always says that when he gets his hands on me. “Sweet too.”
I’ve always been a little on the shy side but never with Darian. I don’t know if it’s because my soul and heart recognized who he was to me when we met, or because of how he treats me. Maybe it’s a little of both.
His mouth covers my nipple, and I gasp at the sensation. I never realized they could be so sensitive and achy as his hand cups my other breast. His rough thumb grazes over the tight peak, and I arch to get closer. My breasts are heavy, and I rub my thighs together to try and find relief. My clit throbs to the beat of my heart, and I’m so turned on I can feel my wet panties cling to me. My body wiggles without me telling it what to do, and god, the weight of Darian on top of me is so heavy and wonderful.