Lover in Lingerie (Lingerie 15)

Her lips were open in the sexiest way, and her eyes were bright with desire. “I love you…”

I shoved myself inside her harder. “Again.”

Her tits shook with my momentum. “I love you.” She bit her lip when the words were out of her mouth, like saying them out loud turned her on.

“Again.” I could get off on that confession so easily, even though I was demanding her to say those words out loud.

“I love you, babe.” She dug her nails into my ass and pulled me inside her, my big dick hitting her as deep as possible. She squeezed my girth as she exploded, sheathing my cock with her come and tightness.

Now my head was in the clouds, and I couldn’t think clearly. I thrust into her hard and fast, going from slow and steady to wild and rough. I pounded her ass into the bed and stretched out her pussy, claiming it as mine. Then I filled her slit with my come, making my nightly deposit so it would sit inside her until morning. “Fuck…” I was balls deep, making sure she got every single drop until my cock was absolutely finished.

She moved her fingers into my hair and clutched. “Now say you love me.” Her legs were still stretched apart because I was deep inside her. Her wetness soaked into my length, and now my come was mixed with hers.

I kissed her perfect tits then her neck. “I love you, Beautiful. With all my heart.”

I stopped by the flower shop a few days later, to see if she wanted to get lunch. When I walked inside, she was doing the same thing she always did, creating beautiful arrangements to put on display in the window. She knew her way around a pair of shears and moved quickly to make the perfect bouquets for people to take home.

I walked around the shop, impressed by her work ethic but also disappointed she didn’t stay home all day with me. It would be nice if we had the whole day together before I went to work, but sometimes I only saw her for a few hours before I went to the casino.

She turned to me when she realized she wasn’t alone. Instead of giving me a generic greeting, she smiled. “You’ve been stopping by a lot lately.” She took off her thick gloves and rose on her tiptoes to give me a kiss.

“I miss you.” My hand squeezed the fabric of her sweater against her lower back as I pulled her in close.

“Well, you can miss me at home.”

“No. My dick prefers your pussy over my hand.” I never jerked off anymore, even when she was gone all day. I preferred one of her beautiful holes to my palm. There was no amount of lube I could squirt into my hand that would compare to her wetness.

“What a compliment,” she said with a chuckle.

“And I miss everything else about you too.” My fingers moved under her chin so I could get a good look at her face. “From those beautiful eyes, to that smart mouth, and your even more gorgeous soul.” I’d never said anything romantic in my life, but with her, everything came pouring out. It was easy with Carmen, natural.

Her eyes glanced down as her cheeks reddened. “Who knew Bosco Roth could be so sweet…”

“Who knew Bosco Roth could fall head over heels for a woman?” My fingers pulled her hair from her face. “But he has. And that’s never going to change.” Even if she left me, I would never stop loving her. I would always dream of her, wish she were mine.

“Are you here to get into my pants?” she whispered. “Because it worked.”

“Actually, I wanted to take you to lunch.”

“Wow, we’ve never done that before.”

“And we don’t need to clear out the restaurant.”

“Even better,” she said with a laugh. “But unfortunately, I already have plans. I’m going out with Vanessa.”

Since both women worked right in town, they spent a lot of time together. “How about I come along? I would love to meet your best friend.”

All playfulness evaporated at the question. “Uh…I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

“Griffin knows about us. It’s not like there’s anything to hide at this point.” In actuality, her father and uncle knew as well. There were no secrets left to reveal. All they were waiting for was the moment she decided what she wanted—if she wanted to be with me or not.

“It’s not that…”

“Then what?” I asked. “You’ve gotten to know Ronan. I should get to know her.”

“Not the same thing,” she said. “And I’m not sure if Griffin would be okay with that. He, you know…he doesn’t…”

“Like me.” I smiled, indifferent to his opinion. “I know how he feels about me. And you know I would never do anything to any member of your family—as I’ve promised. Even if I didn’t, I’m not gonna hurt some pregnant woman—even if she’s a smartass like you.”