Page 98 of Keeping Laryn
“Okay, that’s enough words,” Laryn said, interrupting him. She had a feeling she was blushing a bright pink.
He chuckled, and she could feel his belly contract against hers.
Then Tate brought a hand up to her forehead and smoothed her hair back. “Thank you. For trusting me to come for you. For not giving up. For being strong. For enduring. For simply being you. You’re my everything, Laryn Hardy. I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”
The feelings inside her were so big, she felt as if she would shatter into a million pieces. Thinking about what she’d endured sucked, but honestly, she’d go through it all again if it meant she ended up right here. In Tate’s apartment, his bed, his arms.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you too,” he returned. Then he pushed up, making sure to keep his hips locked against hers, his cock deep inside her body. “And you look amazing on my sheets.”
Laryn rolled her eyes. “You know that’s ridiculous, right?”
Tate shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not. But I can’t deny that things feel more solid now that I’ve claimed you in my bed.”
Laryn’s pussy spasmed around his semi-hard cock.
He grinned. “You like that I’m a caveman,” he crowed.
“Whatever,” she said, trying and failing to keep the grin off her lips.
“Like I said, you’re perfect for me. But I’m not as young as I used to be. How about we get up and get some breakfast, then you can have your way with me again?”
Laryn had never been super sexual, but suddenly she felt as if she couldn’t get enough of her man. She nodded, feeling shy again.
Tate stared down at her for a beat, then said, “I’m going to keep bringing up the idea of kids. Don’t feel pressured. I just want to make sure to touch base with you about it now and then. Make sure we’re both on the same page. When we decide we’re ready, you can go off the pill. We’ll see what happens. Okay?”
Laryn couldn’t keep the happy smile off her face. She likedthat Tate wasn’t assuming she wanted to have babies immediately. She wasn’t ready yet, wasn’t sure when she would be. But she nodded. Then warned, “Even when we decide to have kids, that doesn’t mean it’ll happen right away.”
Tate grinned. “I’m good at everything I do. I have no doubt my sperm is up to the job. And reminder…twins run in my family.”
The thought of having babies with this man, twins at that, made Laryn’s ovaries go into overdrive. All of a sudden, she was tempted to tell him she was ready now. But that was lust talking. The reality was that their lives would change drastically once they decided to have kids. “I’d love a set of twins,” she said softly. “Boys just like you and Nate.”
“Girls. So you can teach them to wield a wrench and they can get out and change our tires if need be.”
Laryn giggled.
“And…for the record…I hope you’ll someday make an honest man of me. I don’t care if you change your last name to Davis, and I understand it might take some time for us to get to the point where we’re ready to get married, but that’s the end goal for me. I’m not just talking about knocking you up without making things official between us. Not that I care too much about that, but the benefits for you and our kids would be better if we were married.”
Warmth spread throughout Laryn at hearing him declare his intentions. If it was up to her, she’d marry Tate today.
In response, she pressed on his shoulder and he dutifully rolled, keeping their hips locked together. It was an impressive move, but she shouldn’t have been surprised the cocky pilot could do it without any effort whatsoever.
She sat up, bracing her hands on his chest as she looked down at him. “When you’re ready, say the word. I’m yours.”
“Damn, I love hearing that from your lips,” he said with a satisfied smile.
“How about we forget breakfast,” Laryn suggested as she began to undulate her hips, stimulating his cock.
Tate inhaled sharply and his hands tightened on her hips, moving her the way he wanted.
“Who’s hungry anyway?” he asked, the last word ending on a groan when Laryn tightened her Kegel muscles around him. “Do that again,” he ordered.
She did, and just like that, the mushy man who’d declared his love and talked about babies was gone. He lifted her slightly and began to thrust up inside her from below. “Stay. Just. Like. That,” he grunted as he fucked her.
Laryn moaned and threw her head back as the man she loved stimulated nerve endings she didn’t even know she had. The noises their bodies made as they came together were loud, and in any other case, with anyone else, would have probably embarrassed her. But with Tate, nothing felt uncomfortable. Besides, those noises were a direct result of the pleasure he was giving her, and that he was receiving in return. She couldn’t be embarrassed by that.
By the time they both came again, Laryn’s thighs were trembling and she felt like a wet noodle.
