Perfect Proposal by Leah Braemel Read Free Book Online

as man
and wife for almost two years now. But that word…husband. Yeah, it
sounded right.
    She
skimmed her palm over the broad expanse of his back, his skin
softly glowing in the flickering candlelight. Though others would
mock her if she said it aloud, here in the privacy of their
bedroom, all she could think was “hers.”
    The
thought faded and her lids flickered closed when he laved one
nipple with his tongue. He worshipped her breasts, teasing and
tugging, until she quivered beneath him, aching to be filled, to be
taken hard and fast.
    He
continued his path down her body, pressing kisses to her ribs,
lingering over her belly button until he finally pushed her thighs
wider. She couldn’t stop her cry of pleasure when he canted her
hips and put his mouth to her folds.
    “ God, I love how you taste.” His voice was deeper than normal,
filled with emotion. “It’s like licking heaven and sin all at the
same time.”
    Her eyes
fluttered closed as he buried his face between her thighs once
more, his beard rasping on the tender skin. His fingers dipped into
her channel, while his tongue returned to tease her swollen
clit.
    He
murmured again, nothing she could understand, but his words
vibrated into her flesh until she couldn’t think, couldn’t see. Her
legs started shaking in an attempt to ward off her impending
orgasm, even as her hands grabbed for his head, his shoulders, any
part she could reach to drag him on top of her. “Inside me, please,
Sam.”
    “ Not yet.” He lifted his head, his cheeks glistening with her
juices. “Come for me, Rosie. Let me watch you.”
    He
dipped his fingers deep into her sheath and touched that secret
place until she shuddered around him, her entire body tightening in
her release. Still he continued, driving her until nothing else
existed, not the room, nor the world outside. The candlelight
faded, the music muted along with the scent of the roses, until the
only thing that existed was the pleasure Sam gave her.
    When she
finally came down, he slowed his movements. She whimpered at the
loss of contact when he withdrew his fingers.
    He
stroked her thighs with his thumbs, towering over her, his eyes
dark with lust. “God, you’re so beautiful when you
come.”
    As she
panted in an attempt to get her breath and slow her pulse, he
crawled back up her body, still holding himself off her with his
elbows, stopping only when the head of his cock nudged her swollen
folds.
    His lips
captured hers, his tongue parting them, her own taste filling her
senses. She arched up to kiss him, but her movement changed the
angle and the head of his cock breached her opening. She started to
pull back, then stopped.
    Thanks
to her inability to tolerate the pill, they’d used condoms the
whole time they’d been together. After watching him with
Raphael…she filled her lungs and let it out slowly, aware of the
commitment she was about to make. To ask him to make.
    “ Rosie,” he warned around the kiss when she pushed his bare
cock into her tight passage another inch. “We need a…” He dragged
in a breath as he tried to think of the word. God, why was it so
hard to think? She was driving him crazy. “Condom. We need a
condom.”
    Her
tongue darted out and licked the edges of her lips. A look of
uncertainty entered her eyes. “I’ve been thinking. Maybe we could
not use them tonight? Or…maybe for the next little
while?”
    He
schooled his features to a blank expression while he considered the
ramifications of her suggestion. While they’d both been tested and
neither had been with another partner in the time they’d been
together, they’d had to continue to use condoms as their main form
of birth control. Not using one, even once, meant… “You want to get
pregnant?”
    She
nodded. “Yeah, I think I do.”
    Marriage
and a baby at the same time? Whoa, this train was moving faster
than a jackrabbit being chased by a hound dog. He thought back to
playing with her nephew earlier and figured