Always Us (Always and Forever 2)

“You little turd! My makeup was so pretty!” she says, still not leaving her place around my hips.

“Still looks perfect to me.” Spinning us around in the water, I can’t stop the smile that’s taken permanent residence on my face. This is true paradise and it exists right here with her.

“Whatever, I’ll get you back.” She climbs higher on me, using her thighs to gain more leverage, before releasing her arms and leaning back with her arms stretched to either side of her. I’m still spinning us in slow circles, barely causing the water around us to move, I take her all in. Shayla closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, taking in the surroundings with just her senses.

“This is beautiful, look at the sunset.” She reluctantly releases herself from me and turns towards the open water where the sun is setting on the endless looking horizon.

“It is, huh.” She wraps her arms around herself, nodding.

“Yeah.” I reach into my pocket and feel the ring, digging it out along with the seashell I found earlier—Shay’s obsessed with seashells. She’s still studying the sunset when I hurry and place the shell on top of the ring in my flat palm, closing it in my fist. When I’m done, I get her attention focused on me again.

“You know what else is beautiful?” I ask.

“What?” She turns, the water from her hair falling in droplets between her breasts. Her white dress sticking to the shape of her perfect body.

I open my hand, revealing the shell. “Oh, that’s a gorgeous shell, let me.” She lifts it up and falls silent. Her eyes fixated on the princess cut diamond set on a rose gold band, glistening in my hand.

“Trey?” Her doe eyes find mine while her empty hand covers her mouth.

“I think love is also beautiful, what we have is beautiful, and the life that we could create together can be the most breathtaking thing yet. I can’t live this life another day longer, without you as my wife. Marry me, Shayla Donovan?” Her eyes turn into a storm of tears, she sucks in an audible gasp. Not even answering me, she lunges forward, anchoring herself to me, wrapping her legs and arms around my body, yet again. Kissing anywhere her mouth can touch. My cheek, my jaw, my nose. I rain kisses on her chest, right above her breast. I can feel her pulse against my lips when I kiss above her heart—it’s beating rapidly like an engine on a train. She should feel mine, I’m positive it quit beating.

“Is that a yes?” I ask, looking up into her shining green eyes.

“That’s a yes, a million times, yes.” Adjusting herself enough to lean back, she gives me her left hand and just like that I slide the ring onto her finger. It fits like it was made for her. Shayla was made to be mine, meant to be my fucking lifeline.

“It’s stunning… I love you.” Her tears have mixed in with the water droplets from her hair and we’re lost in each other, my blue eyes to her green ones. I lift my hand to her cheek, my other arm banding tightly around her waist, keeping her in place. Caressing her softly, I smile.

“Shayla Adams, it has a pretty fucking amazing ring to it, doesn’t it?”

“Heck yeah, it does, baby!” she states with a bout of excitement before leaning in to let me taste her lips, again. I can taste the remnants of strawberry and tequila with a hint of salt on her sweet mouth. It’s erotic. Between the taste and her saying yes to my proposal, I feel myself catching a buzz.

“Let me take you back to the house so I can lay you down and consummate our engagement.” Teasing her, I start walking out of the water, putting my soaked hat on backward so she can have better access to my ear that she’s sucking on. Shayla’s soft, sexy voice whispers how she wants me to ravish her when I get her in our beach house and believe me, I have no objections to any of those sexy requests.

“I think that’s backwards. Isn’t that only for marriage?” I laugh and smile wryly.

“When we get married, I’m gonna fucking consummate our relationship again, but it’ll be rougher.”

Her thighs pin against my sides, and I feel heat coming from her pussy.

“I like it rough.” She nips my ear then sucks my neck just below the spot she assaulted, causing my eyes to roll back. I can already tell I’m going to have a love bite where she’s latched onto me, and I welcome her mark—claiming me proudly.

“She said fucking yes!” I yell when we hit the sand, not caring that they’re all drunk strangers, I want the whole fucking world to know. People from the bar cheer for us and she laughs then bites my shoulder. I need to get her to that bed and have my wicked little way with my fiancée. Fuck that sounds good.

“WOW.” I FALL TO THE side of her sweaty body while she tangles herself around me, her leg landing just bellow my semi hard-on. Her head finds my chest and her hand reaches down and starts stroking me again, making me groan.

“You’re fucking insatiable tonight, baby.” I can’t believe she’s still rearing and ready to go after all the times she’s come tonight. My fucking hell.

“Well, you did pretty dang good, Trey. You literally swept me off my feet.”

Those words—her confidence—and those fucking hands—shit, I feel myself getting hard under her skillful hands, it feels so good when she touches me like this. We’ve been going at each other like animals all night.

“You like your ring?” I look down at her hand, her thin fingers running up and down my hard shaft. My cock twitches when I see the ring that will tie her to me forever on the same hand stroking me. Fuck me, that’s hot. Talk about pride swelling in my chest.

“It’s beautiful, I think you deserve a little reward for doing this good.” Pushing herself up, she situates her legs on each side of my spread thighs. Her tongue leaves a hot trail down my chest, leaving

fire in her wake. Her swollen lips spend extra time on her initials that adorn my upper rib cage. I let her touch and take what she needs from me, while I watch her slim, petite body move down the length of mine.

“You gonna suck my cock, baby?” I run my hand through her hair, moving it from her flushed face. She looks thoroughly fucked and yet, she still wants me.