Page 225 of Law Maker
“We’ll add more until we run out, peque. Because we will.”
Slowly, I dropped to one knee. My hand shook as I pulled out a box with the heart-shaped diamond ring.
Tears drenched Kaia’s cheeks. She clutched the book to her chest, staring at me like I was something she couldn’t look away from.
“I want to fill that book with hundreds of pictures,” I said. “I want to spend every day I get with you—living, laughing, raising our kids. You’ve always been, and you’ll always be, my everything, Kaia Demeri. So would you please be my family? Will you marry me?”
Her answer was a mix of a laugh and a sob as she ran toward me, slipping on the polished hardwood. I caught her before she could fall.
“Sí. Yes. Please,” she whispered, holding me tight.
I slid the ring onto her finger. I’d kissed her more times than I could count, but the kiss she gave me then topped them all—slow, purposeful, tender. She broke away only to press her lips along my wet cheek.
I lifted her, wrapped her legs around my waist, and carried her to the kitchen.
As I set her on the marble counter, she tugged at my team shirt, dragging it up my torso until it hit the floor. The cool press of her new ring brushed my abs, sparking heat through me.
It was my turn. I peeled off the dress I secretly wanted her to wear to every race. She giggled breathlessly as I uncovered the lacy thong and sheer bra beneath.
Fuck. Me.
“I knew you’d win.” Kaia brushed her thumb across my bottom lip. “If I’d known you’d propose, I’d have worn nothing.”
I sucked her finger into my mouth, holding her gaze as the air between us grew hotter.
The last rays of sun flooded the room, the ocean stretching wide behind the windows, but I only saw the woman I prayed would soon be my wife.
For the second time that day, I dropped to my knees. Kaia gasped as I pulled her to the counter’s edge and tugged her thong aside. I kissed her inner thigh, teasing until her breaths came fast and shallow. Then my mouth was on her clit.
She grabbed a fistful of my hair, rocking her hips to my rhythm. “Ash. Please.”
I fucking loved it when she begged. Sliding a finger inside her, I looked up, hardening just from one glimpse of the ecstasy on her face. I pressed the spot that made her shudder, kept her there until she was close. Then I pulled back.
“Tease,” she panted, tugging at my hair. “Come here.”
I rose, and she wasted no time unbuttoning my pants, stroking me from root to tip. My hands freed her bra, caressing her breasts, rubbing her hardened nipples as air leaked from me in a ragged exhale.
Her hand moved faster, thumb circling the swollen tip, before she aligned me with her entrance. I caught her mouth in a hot, deep kiss as I pushed inside.
Fucking heaven. Nothing could ever beat this. Nothing ever would. She was so slick I slid in and out effortlessly, angling to hit the spot that drove her wild.
Her nails dug into my shoulders as she clung to me, desperate for another kiss.
I yanked her against my chest, tongue tangling with hers as I devoured her mouth, my thrusts quickening.
Kaia rocked her hips, and I dropped my hand to her clit, circling with my fingertips. I wanted her to come first—or even better, with me.
“You’re taking me so well, mi amor,” I rasped against her mouth. “I want to fuck you like this for the rest of my life.”
She quivered, clamping around me. A moan ripped from her throat, and I broke the kiss so I could watch her unravel.
“That’s it,” I whispered as she came with a cry, clutching my shoulders.
Holding her face between my palms, I kept thrusting until the base of my spine tingled, warning me of the inevitable.
“Look at you,” Kaia whispered, breathless. “My future husband is the hottest man on earth.”
This fucking girl. My climax tore through me, leaving me useless. I spilled inside her, hard, then dropped my forehead to her shoulder, still shaking from the aftershocks.
