She evaded him and instead pulled at the hem of his shirt. She couldn't get enough of him. "I've missed you, and I'm ready for anything. I hope you have a condom on you." Her mouth caught his in another frantic kiss.
"Ah, babe, you're killing me." He reached into his back pocket for a condom.
Something clattered to the linoleum floor. She ignored the sound, her attention on Gabe and making up for lost time.
"I'm just anxious," she told him. "All I thought about to get my mind off everything was your being there for me." She unhooked her bra, and the garment slid to the floor, baring her breasts.
But he wasn't paying any attention, his gaze snagged by something on the floor.
He leaned down, picked the tiny object, and brandished it in his hand. She peered at the silver jewelry he held, circular and that looked a lot like . . . .
A cock ring.
He tilted his head, a saucy expression on his face.
Her mouth dropped open. "You have that still?"
Gabe smiled as he fingered the ring. "I sort of forgot I still carried this around in my wallet." He cocked a brow at her. "Want me to try it out?"
Cassie gaze widened, and she felt the telltale beginnings of a blush. While she'd bought the ring as a gag gift, she didn't intend to use it. And certainly not Gabe . . .
"I . . . uh . . . didn't think you'd want to. The whole thing was just a joke gift."
"We can put this to good use." He dropped to his knees. He held up the cock ring in his fingers and then pressed it into her hand. She stared down at him in amazement.
"Cassie, will you marry me?"
"You're proposing with a cock ring?" She laughed so hard tears ran down her cheeks. God, he was wonderful, and she loved him so much.
"Well?" he persisted as he continued to wait, an expectant expression on his face.
"Yes!" She pulled him up and hugged him tightly. "I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Of course I'll marry you, but you don't need to wear a cock ring." Laughter filled the room as she showered his face with kisses.
"Sweetheart, I'd do anything for you. Including wearing this." With a flick of his hand, he tossed the ring away and swept her up into his arms.
As he laid her down on the bed, she gazed at him. She'd once been afraid of letting a man control her, but now she realized love wasn't about control but about melding a future together as one.
"I love you," she murmured, running her fingers through his hair.
"I love you, too, and I plan to spend the rest of my life reminding you."
She smiled in anticipation, but soon her attention became focused on more current matters as he rained passionate kisses down her body from head to toe . . . and in between. Her toes curled with sensual anticipation as time stood still. They came together in a fiery mating sealing their love forever.
Dinner became long forgotten. The meatballs turned hard as rocks and the lettuce wilted, but that didn't matter. Love would be all they needed.
~The End~
About the Author
Holli Winters was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest where she learned to sneak and read her mother's romance novels at a young age. In her teens, Holli discovered hot, sexy Alpha males and dreamed of creating her own romance stories.
Learn more about Holli online at http://holliwinters.com/
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