She swallowed. He had to go and say that again. Why couldn’t he just kiss her and not say all the things that made her feel as though she might have to run and keep running?
Violet closed her eyes. “King, I…” Her throat closed up, and she could barely force air through it, much less words. She cleared her throat. “King,” she managed.
“You don’t have to say it yet,” he said, leaning down and kissing her lightly. “You don’t have to say it ever. I can see that you love me when you look in my eyes.” He met her gaze. “And when I kiss your lips.” He kissed her again, this time with more passion. She almost forgot what they had been talking about when he pulled back. “And when I hold you in my arms.” Hepulled her against him, and her chest finally expanded with the air she’d been needing.
This was what she wanted. To be in his arms, be settled against him. When they were like this, there wasn’t any need for words. He kissed her again, and before she knew what happened, he’d swept her into his arms and was carrying her back to her closet.
“King, put me down.”
“As you command.” He lowered her onto her bed, the bed she had just made, and then came down on top of her.
“King, the boys!”
“I told them we had a lot to talk about and not to come up until I came down to get them. But if you would rather we didn’t…” He started to stand, and she pulled him back down again.
“I would rather you stay right where you are and start taking off clothes.”
He loosened his neckcloth and tossed it aside. “Good enough for you?”
“It’s a start.”
He grinned at her, and they both jumped up and started taking clothing off as fast as possible. Violet was determined to be the fastest, but once he had his shirt off, she got distracted by the muscles of his shoulders. And his back. And that flat belly. And then he pushed his trousers down, and she caught sight of his thighs and his growing erection, and she forgot all about undressing. She stepped forward, bare-breasted but still in her skirts, and took his cock in her hands.
He made a sound of appreciation, and she stroked it until he was panting and pushing her back down on the bed.
“I think I won,” he said, nuzzling her neck as she continued to stroke him.
“Let’s see if you win again,” she murmured.
“Oh, no. You need to win this one.” And with a flick of his hand, he tossed her skirts up. His hand glided from her knee to the tender skin of her inner thighs and then to the flesh of her sex. She didn’t realize how much she’d wanted his touch there until he stroked her. She couldn’t stifle a moan. “Swollen.” He kissed her lips. “And wet.” He kissed her again. “What if I just touch you here?”
“King!” She bucked her hips and had to bite down to keep from crying out loudly enough that the boys might hear.
“I thought you’d like that.” His hand moved away, replaced by his cock, and then he was sliding into her, filling her with a delicious thickness.
“I like this even more.” She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper, sighing with the pleasure that grew each time he slid deeper into her, slowly withdrew, then entered her again.
“I need to ask you something,” he said, his voice gravelly.
“Whatever it is, yes. Like that. Yes.”
“Will you marry me?”
Violet stilled, her hips pushed tight against his. “You’re not thinking straight.”
“Oh, yes I am. I’ve wanted to ask you before.”
“But you didn’t think I’d say yes.”
He pushed deeper into her. “You seem amenable at the moment.” He pulled back, and then she felt his thumb against that sensitive part of her, sliding and stroking and swirling. “You don’t have to answer now.” His voice seemed very far away as she began to see white stars in her vision. “I can keep doing this until I finally convince you.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Never.” He kissed her, and as the stars went bright, she rose with them, her climax making her cry out and sob as he pushed into her again, making the pleasure that much sweeter.He moved against her, and when she felt him swell, he began to pull back, but she wrapped her legs around him. She didn’t want him pulling away, didn’t want him to spill his seed outside her.
He stilled. “Is this your way of saying yes?”
“Yes,” she murmured. “Oh, yes.”
