When he was ready, she knew. She felt the pulse from his shaft as it jerked within her. Keeta pushed onto his tool and wiggled her hips. Nic grunted. His head went back, and a moment later, he found his release. Never once forgetting her pleasure in the throes of his, Nic pinched her nub between his thumb and forefinger until Keeta keened through her third climax.
By the time they both came down from their high, they were breathing hard, sinking to the carpeted floor. Nic tugged Keeta to his lap and cupped her head against his chest. “Well?”
She purred like a satisfied kitten and stretched in his arms. “Well what?” She knew. She just wanted him to say it again.
He chuckled. She wasn’t fooling anyone. “Will you marry me, Keeta?”
After a soft kiss on his lips, she said, “Of course. Was there ever any doubt?”
The End
About the Author
Tressie Lockwood has always loved books, and she enjoys writing about heroines who are overcoming the trials of life. She writes straight from her heart, reaching out to those who find it hard to be completely themselves no matter what anyone else thinks. She hopes her readers enjoy her short stories. Visit Tressie on the web at www.tresslock.webs.com.
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