C-Flat to C-Sharp (PR Girls & Instalove 3)
I could see the precise second in her eyes where she crossed over from tension to release. Watching my precious girl lose all control was going to be the highlight of my day for the rest of my life.
As her snug pussy clenched around me, I lost control too, thrusting fast and deep as I growled, “Corina…baby…”
“Yes,” she whined, reaching up to grip my neck, my lips meeting hers just as my muscles all contracted, my climax shaking me to the bones.
As my hot release filled her in huge bursts, Corina saucily smiled into our kiss.
Collapsing onto the bed, I held her against me. “I love you so much, my sweet gorgeous girl.”
“I love you, my crazy musician. And fiancé.” She shook her head. “I can’t believe that you did that for me.”
“That’s just the beginning. I promise.”
“Just never try to outdo that,” she laughed. “I don’t know if my heart could take it.”
“The proposal in front of a crowd, or the smoking hot sex?” I asked, raising an eyebrow while she laughed.
“Any event with a huge crowd,” she said.
“And the other?” I asked.
I absolutely loved how easily she blushed.
“I’m still pretty new at that,” she whi
spered. “I’m going to need lots and lots of practice.”
“So what you’re saying is, you’ll be moving in with me by the end of the month?”
I was blown away when she nodded immediately. “Yes.”
“Wow, I figured it would take me a few months to talk you into it,” I chuckled. “You’re always full of surprises.”
“I need to stay sharp around you,” she laughed.
“You’d better. Remember, I’m the expert in sharps and flats.”
“We’re going to make a rule about musician jokes, though,” she grinned, cuddling deeper against my chest. Then her mood shifted and she became serious. “Do you think anything is going to change when we’re married?” she asked softly.
“I already belong to you. I just want to make it official. Plus, we get to throw a party, and you seem to be a wizard at events.”
Moving so that her thigh was across mine, both of my arms wrapped snugly around her back, I added, “I’m going to thank you properly tomorrow for everything you did for tonight. I want to do it right, with a coffee in my hand.”
Corina was already drifting off, nodding against my shoulder.
“Hey, and I got you a box of your favorite tea,” I whispered, pulling a blanket over us.
“Just when I thought…I couldn’t love you any more…you remember my tea.” Her exhales became longer, as she drifted off.
Holding a sweet, smart, curvy angel in my arms was the only way I wanted to fall asleep for the rest of my life.
EPILOGUE ONE
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Ethan
* Three Years Later *