Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
He had a rental ready for us at the airport, a luxury Escalade.
When we got to the house that we shared with Mason, Nate, and Matteo, I was blown away again.
Pink rose petals lined the sidewalk into the house, into the front entryway and led out to the back sitting area by the pool. We were right on the beach in Oahu, but we still had an infinity pool, and the rose petals filled the entire back section.
Logan came up behind me, his hand touching my hip as he molded himself to my back. He folded his arms around me. I could only shake my head, my throat clogging up with emotion. So much emotion.
I saw champagne. I saw tacos. I saw flowers everywhere.
“Is it our anniversary, and I forgot?”
He laughed, his breath caressing my ear. “No. I just wanted to do something for you.”
I looked up, meeting his gaze. “Are you dying? Is someone dying?”
He grinned again, shaking his head. “No.” His eyes turned dark, smoldering, and his mouth moved down. His lips found mine, a gentle and tender kiss. “I don’t have to be anything with you.”
I turned so my front was pressed to his. His hands slid down, grasping my ass. He held me there, holding me in place, still looking down at me. “I don’t have to be funny. I don’t have to be sarcastic. I don’t have to fight. You let me be just me, and I don’t think I fully express how much I am thankful for that.”
I reached up, cupping his face.
A tear slipped free from his right eye, and I brushed it away with my thumb. “I’m not sure what brought this on, but I am seriously loving it.” I pulled him down, his forehead to mine, and I closed my eyes. “I am fully aware of all the roles you play with your friends and family at your job.” I linked our left hands together, bringing them to my mouth. “You are their protector, but I’m your protector. You’re their shield, but I’m your shield. I will always unconditionally love you. I always have.”
I opened my eyes, looked up, and saw more unshed wetness brimming in his eyes.
I had no clue what was going on, what brought on this trip, but I flattened my other hand against Logan’s chest and felt his heart pounding hard. Whatever it was, it was important to him.
I lifted on my toes, my arms going around his neck, and as one unit because we’d done this so much, he reached to catch me as I lifted. My legs wound around his waist. He held me there, dropping his head to brush against my cheek, and he whispered, “Taylor?”
“Hmmm?” I loved how his fingers were moving over my ass, caressing me. I tightened my legs.
He groaned but added, still a hoarse whisper, “Will you marry me?”
I answered him as I kissed him that night.
As he carried me to the bedroom.
As he placed me down on the bed, taking my clothes off.
As I did the same, kissing him as I removed each piece of clothing.
I answered him in the way that we made love that night.
Tender and sensual caresses.
It was slow when he slid in me, looking into my eyes, never looking away as he began moving inside of me. I gasped, my head fell back when he touched my mouth, running his hand down my throat, and circling the back of my head, still moving in me.
I never stopped watching him.
He continued thrusting, his hands holding my face, his forehead touching mine, and my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, my hips rolling with him.
He kept going, deeper and deeper.
A sheen of sweat broke out over both of our bodies.
We breathed each other in.
He never stopped looking into me until we both finally crested, our bodies shaking together, coming apart, and then we rested.
He didn’t slide out of me.
He waited, still inside of me, still holding my face, his forehead on mine. He ran his thumb over the side of my face, both sides, both dipping into my mouth as he lifted his head, moving until his mouth covered mine.
I closed my eyes for the first time as he kissed me.
This was a literal showing of love between us.
I never unwound my legs from him.
I moved, my hands wrapping around his as he held me, and after a bit, the kiss grew more demanding, more urgent, more commanding. I felt him hardening inside of me, and even then, he waited. We kept kissing. He ran his hand down my side, over my arm, across my stomach, and circling one of my breasts. He moved his thumb over my nipple and then pulled away, his mouth leaving mine. He arched over me, his mouth finding my nipple instead. He moved his hand down, pressing over my clit. Rubbing. Teasing.