With a shaky breath I ask her the most important question I will ever ask anyone.
“Agápi mou, will you spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me?” I close my eyes and rest my forehead against hers waiting for her answer.
She moves her hands to my face, then wipes tears I hadn't realized I shed. When my eyes open she has the most loving smile and tears in her eyes. She stands on her toes and pulls me down until her lips are at my ear.
“You are my everything, my love, my life, my whole world.” she pulls back and looks into my eyes. “Yes, Jonas. I will spend the rest of my life with you. I love you.”
I can breath again.
I grip her ass and pull her up to meet my lips. This kiss is different, it's full of need and love but so raw and urgent. Her hands tangle in my hair and she moans into my mouth as my hands tighten on her ass cheeks. I lift her higher and as she wraps her legs around me her heels slip off her feet, hiting the ground with two small clicks as they meet the black marble floor.
I walk us to the bedroom and place her back on her feet without breaking our kiss. I kick my shoes off as her hands slid my suit jacket from my shoulders and down my arms. Before it hits the floor she is already working her skilled fingers to unbutton my shirt.
My fingers find the zipper at the side of her dress and pull it slowly until the dress falls to a shimmering mess at her feet.
She pulls my tie from its knot and drops it to the ground. Her hands find the last button then slips her hands under to push the material away. My shirt takes its place on the ground with the rest. Her fingers travel from my chest to my abdomen, then slowly she unbuckled my belt, not bothering to take it from the loops. She pushes me back, biting her lip and staring into my eyes.
My pants suddenly feel too tight against my growing member. Watching her as she runs her hands across my body is not helping.The look in her eyes is devilish and sexy. Standing there with nothing but a thin layer of black and red lace hiding her vulumpuas breast and delicious cunt from me, she looks like a demon goddess waiting to take my soul. A soul I would gladly give her.
Ember palms my cock through my pants making me clench my jaw to hold back the needy sound that is threatening to escape my mouth. Her smile grows, tugging her lip from between her teeth. The movement of her fingers is agonizingly slow as she unbuttons and unzips my pants. As they drop to the floor her small hand reaches into my boxer briefs and pulls my hard and ready cock free.
Just the feeling of her hand, the soft skin and delicate fingers, make me moan in immense pleasure. I step out of my pants and lift her with one arm around her waist to carry her to the bed. She gasps when I drop her onto the soft mattress, I stand back to admire her perfection. My eyes roam her body looking while I decide where to start.
I remove my boxer briefs completely before I reach for one of her ankles and pull her to the edge of the bed. She squeals as she slides across the satin sheets to me. Kneeling I run my hands from her calves to her thighs and to her hips. With my index fingers I slowly hook her panties on each side and slide them off her body.
Taking her right ankle in my hand, I lightly kiss my way up stopping just before I reach her core. She wiggles and moans as I blow on her exposed clit before moving to do the same to her left leg. When I reach her core this time I don't hold back.
My mouth claims her wet and waiting core, tonguing it as I slide a finger into her opening. She lets out a cry, something between a scream and a moan. Whatever it was it made my cock twitch and ache to be inside her, but not yet. Not until I make her cum for me, so I can taste her sweet nectar.
The sounds she is making are wearing down my will power and self control as I slide my fingers in and out of her while sucking on her hardened nub. I can feel her walls contracting around my fingers, she is so close. I move my hand faster as I match the movements of my tongue. She screams something I couldn't understand as she cums around my fingers and into my waiting mouth.
My cock is throbbing and in need of her warm walls to engulf it. I lean over her small frame with one hand on the bed and the other under her back. Lifting her close to my body I move us to the center of the bed. I can see her hard nipples strained against the lace of her bra. Kissing down her jaw, neck and shoulder as my fingers slide behind her to unclasp it.
Her two exquisite breasts now free, I take one in my left hand and the other in my mouth. The taste of her milk hits my tongue, she giggles under me as she pulls me up to claim my lips. My cock grazes her thigh making her push her hips up, impatient as always.
“Why do you tease me like that?” it comes out as a breathy whisper against my lips.
Grinning against her lips I lower my body just enough to feel the heat from her sweet wetness. Again she lifts her hips, this time making contact. She keeps her hips up, feet flat on the bed, back arched and grinds her cunt against my erection.
“That's better.” biting her lip and moaning. “But not enough.” her hands move from my arms to my chest, down my abs then around to my lower back. She digs her nails into my skin and pulls me flush against her. The feeling is surreal, pain and pleasure mixed making me want more.
“Getting warmer.” her hand slides between us, grabbing my cock and guiding it home. I let out a throaty growl and she gives me a deep moan as my cock slides inside her. She tightens her walls around it as I hit bottom.
Thrusting in and out, making her scream in pleasure is the best feeling in the world. Her sounds only meant for my ears. Nails clawing at my back urging me to move faster as she meets each of my thrusts with the push of her hips. Her back arches, head tilted back exposing her neck. Leaning down I run my tongue from her earlobe to the center of her collarbone then back up the other side.
The night goes on for hours, round after round until we are unable to move. Exhaustion takes over, I pull her into my arms and hold her tight. I will never let go of this woman. Never.
Chapter 33
Ember
I wake to rays of sunlight beaming through every window in the penthouse. Jonas has his arms wrapped around my waist and his head resting at my shoulder, face buried in the crook of my neck and his legs tangled with mine and the sheets. I lift my left hand to run my fingers through his silky hair and the sun catches something, nearly blinding me.
A ring. When did he do that? I bring my hand closer to see it clearly. The band rose gold and white gold twisted around each other, holding a square halo of small diamonds. In the center of the halo is a stunning princess cut pink diamond.
I lay there staring at the ring that magically appeared on my hand sometime during the night. It is so beautiful, and so me. Maybe a bit larger than I would have picked but definitely shows that he knows me well. Every which way I turn my hand it catches the light and sparkles.
“Do you like it?” His head lifts from its resting place and he takes my hand in his, kissing each of my fingertips.
“When did you put it on me? I mean yes it is absolutely perfect, but when?”
His smile widens. “When I asked you to be my wife.”
“Really? How did I not know that? Shouldn't I have felt you putting a ring on my finger?” what is he, Merlin?
“Misdirection.”
“What?”
He shifts and leans on his elbow with his head resting on his hand, the other hand on my hip, making a small circle with his fingers. “Misdirection. It is how magicians do some of their tricks. They distract you while they steal your watch and then sometime later they ask you the time and dangel it in front of you when you realize it is gone.”
“Right? So how does that apply here?” I am still confused.
“You were distracted.” he chuckles and it fills me with the best feeling.
“Oh, you could have just said that.” I laugh at how silly I feel for not noticing it the whole time we made love.
“So, do you like it?” he asks again and chews on his lip.
“I love it. Everything about it makes me happy. It is beautiful
and unique.” I say as I stare at it.
“Just like you.” he kisses my temple. “I was worried I should have gone with a blue diamond. Would you have rather had a blue diamond?”
I try to hold my laughter but it is hard and slips out. He is so adorable. “I love it just the way it is, baby. You did good.”
His lips find mine and we fall back into a long session of passionate love making. Sometime after midday we finally emerged from the bedroom. Well it's not really a room, there are no walls in this place save for the kitchen, bathroom and the elevator. We had another round in the shower before we finally decided to get some substances in us.
“What do you want for breakfast...or is it lunch?” he asks as we walk into the kitchen.
It is beautiful with the same black marble floor as the rest of the place. White cabinets with stainless steel appliances line the walls, and the backsplash is simple white subway tiles with dark grout. Simple yet beautiful.
“It is whatever you want it to be.” I say as I stand behind him wrapping my arms around his waist and pressing my cheek to his perfectly sculpted inked back.
“Well in that case, I think I want porridge.”
I roll my eyes and run my hands up his well defined abs to his muscular chest and back down. “Okay, porridge it is.”
I really don't know what his obsession with porridge is. I mean I don't mind oatmeal and I can even eat cream of wheat, but the stuff he likes is not the same. It's chunky and has an acquired taste.
“There is still some cheese from last night that we can have with it.” He says as he sticks his head in the refrigerator.
I scrunch my nose and frown my brow. That makes it sound even less appealing. “How about you make the porridge and I will put on some sausage and eggs?” I reach my hand around him and pull out the turkey sausage I see on the center shelf.
“That sounds good.” he takes out the eggs.
We cook in silence and everything seems perfect. That is until he spoons a clumpy mess of goo into two bowls and takes them to the dining table. I plate the sausage and eggs then make my way there as well. He digs into his meal, I on the other hand look at it like it is the enemy. Reluctantly I take a bite and force it down.
“Why do you torture yourself?”
I look up to find him grinning at me. “What?”
“I know you don't like it, so why do you eat it?”
My mouth opens to deny it, but then I realize what he said. “You knew I didn't like it?”
He gives me an evil laugh that sounds so sexy, and nods his head.
“Then why do you alway make me a bowl?” I ask, irritated.
“Because it is amusing to watch you eat it.” he shrugs.
I kick him in the shin under the table. “You are an ass, do you know that? Complete ass.” I push the bowl away and take the entire plate of sausage.
He raises a brow. “Are you going to share?”
I aggressively bite one in half and glare at him.
“Oh, I will take that as a no.” he tries to hold his laughter, unsuccessfully.
After breakfast we made our plans for the day. He told me Spence is keeping the twins another night and we have the whole day and night to ourselves. I am missing my children already, so another whole day without them is really daunting.
I really had no big ideas on what to do, I mean I have lived here my whole life so not much is new to me. Yet somehow he seems to find these hidden gems in my city. We decided to take a walk in the park, stopped for ice cream and went to a performance at the local arts center. It was a wonderful day and the night was even better.
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As much as I loved my alone time with Jonas, I am really missing my babies. I practically jump out of the car as soon as it stops moving causing Jonas to chuckle at me. I can't help it though, I need to have my little ones in my arms. Two days may not seem like much, but to me it was an eternity.
Before I even get to the building door Spence opens it with a smile and his arms open for a hug. “Hi.” I hug him quickly and kiss his cheek. “Now move please. I need to see my babies.”
“Nice to see you too.” he shouts as I run up the steps. I hear Jonas and him laughing at me as I make my way to the apartment door.
I walk into the apartment that was my home for nearly a decade and smile, it still feels like home. Victor is changing Arabella and Killian is lying on a floor mat flailing his arms and kicking his legs at the toys floating above him.
“Oh, looky who that is Arabella. Mommy is here to steal you away from me.” he coos to my daughter.
I snicker and walk to pick my son from the floor. “Hello my little sunshine.” I snuggle him to me and take in his fresh baby scent. “Mommy missed you so...so...so much.” I say between peppering his tiny face with kisses. His eyes go wide and his mouth forms an O with his tiny lips. Oh, he is just so precious.
Jonas and Spence finally make their way through the door. Jonas takes Killian from me and coos sweet loving words to him. Killian makes the cutest sounds to his daddy, it melts my heart.
Victor finishes Arabella's look by adding a big flower headband before handing her to me. She squeals as soon as she sees me, and her face lights up. My baby loves me. I cuddle her to my chest and kiss the top of her head. She pulls at my necklace and her head bobs a little as she tries to look up at me.
“Thank you guys so much.” I say looking at Victor and Spencer who are both now standing at the kitchen counter. “It was a wonderful weekend, but I never want to leave my babies again.” I look to Arabella and tap the tip of her nose. “I just missed you too much my sweet angel.”
“It was our pleasure. You are lucky to have such well behaved kids, especially at this age. My nephews would scream and cry at all hours of the night, and during the day they made my life hell.” Victors says with a smile. “Not that I would trade them for the world, but I would never have been able to handle them for a weekend.”
We all laugh. “We really did have a good time with them. They are the sweetest most cuddly things I have never held. They are better than pets.” Spence jokes.
I roll my eyes at him and Jonas purses his lips. “Things? They are not things Spencer. They are living breathing children.” he says.
Spence waves his hand in the air dismissively. “Yeah, yeah whatever. You know what I mean.”
“So?” Victor says with a dreamy look on his face.
I should have known they would have been told why they were keeping the kids all weekend. I can't help the huge smile that fills my face as I look at Jonas. He smiles back and walks to me, wrapping his free arm around me, placing a soft kiss on our daughters cheek and then mine.
My family. My soon to be husband, our son and daughter. This is all I never knew I wanted in life. I can't seem to stop cheesing long enough to get the words out so I hold up my left hand showing off the gorgeous ring.
They both run over to me as Jonas takes Arabella from my arms. Good thing too, because the guys are not messing around. Spence grabs my hand and pulls it to his face inspecting the ring with wide eyes, and Victor wraps his arms around me and whispers “Congratulations, Emmey.” in my ear.
They gush over how beautiful the ring is and how happy they are for us. “And you were worried.” Spence says over his shoulder to Jonas.
“Worried?” I look at the love of my life questioning Spence’s words.
He gives me a shy smile, which honestly surprises me. What could he have possibly been worried about?
“For some reason he was under the impression that there was a chance you would say no.” Spence fills me in. “I told him he had nothing to worry about, but he didn't believe me.”
“What? Why?” I stare at him like he has grown an extra head.
He looks down to the two beautiful bundles of joy in his arms and shakes his head. “You have already given me so much, I just didn't want to get my hopes up.”
My heart breaks at the vulnerability I hear in his voice. How could he not kno
w that he is the reason I am breathing. The reason I fought so hard to live. I could have made it easier on myself and just let go before we made it to the hospital that night. I fought for him. To spend forever with him.
I didn't know I was pregnant that night, I may have made better decisions if I had, but at that moment I would have given up anything including my life to know he was safe. I wish I could tell him how much he truly means to me, but words could never be enough. I feel tears stinging my eyes and try to hold them back, but they fall anyway.
Spence wipes away my tears and walks to Jonas to take one of the babies, Victor follows and takes the other. “We will get their things ready for you guys.” he says as they walk to the bedroom that used to be mine.
I walk to Jonas, who has not moved an inch nor lifted his head. Standing in front of him I place my hands on his face making him look at me. He sees the tears in my eyes and a slew of emotions cross his. “I'm Sorry.” He whispers.
I give him a weak smile and shake my head. “I don't know how to make you understand how much I love you. When I look into your eyes and see my whole future in them. Without you I am nothing.”
His hands find my face and he leans down to my level and kisses me. It's a beautiful yet short kiss, I can feel every emotion he has put into it and it is overwhelming. He pulls away with tears in his eyes. “I am nothing without you, I love you. I know you love me too, but sometimes I am afraid I am not good enough for you. Like you deserve better, or will find someone better eventually. It terrifies me.”
I wrap my arms around his waist and pull us as close as possible, burning my face in his chest trying to hold back the tears that threaten to fall again. He smells so good, and it's calming to me.
“There is no one in this world, or any other for that matter, that could take me away from you. My heart is yours. It has been since the day we met. The second I saw you bent down removing the ribbon, I hadn't even seen your face and I knew I wanted you, needed you.” I mumble into his chest, but I know he can hear every word.
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