“I know it’s not some fancy hotel,” he mumbled, putting me
on my feet.
“Edward, I don’t care. I don’t love you because of your
money. I love you because of this,” I said, putting my hand over his heart.
“You take care of me, protect me, love me…”
“Always,” he whispered, brushing his lips against mine. His
arms banded around me, holding me to his muscular body. My fingers moved up to
toy with the hair at the nape of his neck. One of his hands moved down, cupping
my ass and squeezing it appreciatively. I moved my hands to the buttons of his
light gray button-down, releasing them slowly. With each inch of new skin that
was revealed, I caressed his warm flesh. When I released the final button, I
pushed his shirt off his shoulders. His toned, muscular chest was in front of
me, begging for my attention and kisses.
So I did.
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