Ride My Beard (Hot-Bites 2)

I reach out, wrap my hand around her waist, and spin her around. She gasps and falls into me, and I let out a pleasurable growl as her taut breasts press against my chest. I grind my cock into her belly and she hums in approval. She’s always ready for me, her pussy always soaked for my big dick.

Her mom is no longer in the picture. And even though the bitch had started shit was us a year ago, I was glad she wasn’t messing with what Lola and I had anymore. She knows better. No fucking way I’ll let her fuck things up.

I lower my face to her neck and inhale deeply. “You wet for me, baby girl?”

She sighs her answer. I run the tip of my nose up the side of her throat, loving the smell of her. She makes this sweet little moan and presses closer to me.

“You smell like you’ve been working all day.”

“What, all of a sudden you don’t like the smell of a garage on your man?” I tease.

“I love it.”

Yeah, she does.

As much as I want to fuck her, I need to get serious.

Really fucking serious.

“You okay?”

“I’ll be right back.” I leave her alone for a second and head into the bedroom to get the engagement ring box I hid there. Once back to where she is, I drop to one knee, not about to prolong this, and hoping I don’t fuck it up.

When I show her the box her eyes widen. “I can make this long as fuck, try and woo you, show you I can be a gentleman, but the truth is you love me for the gruff bastard I am.” I cup the side of her face again. “I love you so damn much.” I open the box and show her the ring. “You’re the only woman I want to spend my life with, to be big and pregnant with my babies.” I slip the diamond on her ring finger. “Will you marry me?”

She doesn’t say anything for a few seconds, but the happiness is clear on her face. “Yes. Always. Forever.”

I pull her into my embrace and hold her tight, never letting go. She’s mine, always has been, and always will be.

The End