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“You’d want the original ring and not a new one? A bigger one?”

She vigorously shakes her head. “No. I want the one that you picked out for the first proposal. If it was the perfect ring to propose to me back then, then it’s the perfect ring now.”

I will propose to her, but not right now.

The timing has to be perfect.

“One more question.” She says.

“Just one?” I tease, which earns me a playful smack on my chest.

“Just one before I beg you to carry me into your room and do delicious, dirty things to me.”

I move my hands down to her ass, giving it a squeeze. “Make it quick.”

“When did you become captain of the team?”

“When Reilly retired.”

I stand up with her still in my arms.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Stepping around the coffee table, I head straight to my bedroom. “I answered your question. Now I’m carrying you into my bedroom to do delicious, dirty things to you.”

She leans forward and licks my neck. “I want it like last time- rough, hard, and dominating. I want all of you. The dark and dangerous mixed with the very generous lover that you used to be. And then, I want you to fill me so full I’ll be soaking my panties for days.”

“Fuck.” She’s going to make me come in my pants if she keeps talking like that.

I let out a growl and throw her over my shoulder to give my dick some space and time to calm the fuck down.

Chapter Eighteen

FRANCESCA

Rhett letsout a low growl before throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me into his dark bedroom.

I playfully smack his ass and am rewarded with a smack on my left ass cheek. Pleasure spreads to my already aching core.

“Mmmm, I like that. Do it again.” I goad and wiggle my ass.

Rhett smacks my ass harder this time.

The loud pop echoes off the bedroom walls. He rubs his palm in circles over the sore spot before massaging my ass cheeks.

“You should have done this more years ago and maybe I might not have left.” I wince as I realize how horrible that sounds coming out.

I quickly add, “Sorry. I didn’t mean for it to come out sounding like the sex was what caused me to leave.”

“I know that, Chessie. The sex wasn’t ever a problem between us, nor will it ever be. I want you to tell me what you need. I’ll give you anything and everything.”

“Right now, I just want you before you have to leave.”

He takes a few steps into his bedroom beforestopping at the end of his bed. Without giving me a warning, he tosses me onto his bed. I land on the plush covers in the center of his mattress.

I quickly take off my shirt and bra before tossing them on the floor. My shorts and panties are next to go as I’m eager to get to the main event.

My gaze locks onto his already shirtless torso and slowly works its way down his body as he pushes his shorts down over his erection.