Page 111 of A Little Twist

“Fuck, yes,” I groan, lifting my hips as my orgasm surges through my pelvis, releasing at last in pulsing jets.

She jerks on my cock, exhaling shaky whimpers, and I hold her, closing my eyes as the sensation rockets through me, as her hot body pulls and milks me.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I sit up so we’re chest to chest, never wanting to let this feeling end. We’re both breathing hard. A bead of sweat trickles along my eyebrow, and I kiss her shoulder, making my way up her neck with salt on my tongue.

“You are so fucking sexy.” Finding her mouth, I push her lips apart, curling my tongue with hers.

She exhales a soft moan, another little spasm grips my cock, and I groan into her mouth. Shit, it doesn’t get any better.

We drop onto the bed sated and happy, and she props her pretty head on her hand, tracing her finger along the side of my face, moving my hair off my forehead.

“Sorry I made you wait.” Her lips press into a smile, and she almost seems embarrassed.

For a moment, I’m lost. Her timing was perfect.

Then I remember. “No, that wasn’t what I meant. I don’t want to wait to get married. I want to do it as soon as possible.”

Her pretty blue eyes blink, and she reaches for my neck, pulling her face to my chest and inhaling slowly. I’m not sure if this is happiness, frustration, or something else.

“If that’s okay with you, of course,” I quickly add.

She nods against my skin, and I smile, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her body closer to mine.

Her head is tucked beneath my chin, and I lean down, kissing the top of her shoulder as I smile. “I’ve waited my whole life for you. I don’t want to wait anymore.”

“Paper rings.” It’s a soft whisper.

“What?”

“You waited your whole life for this.”

I kiss the tip of her nose. “And if you hadn’t come to me, I’d have spent it alone.”

“I think we can be married by Christmas.”

“What would you say to Halloween?”

Her eyes lift, and she laughs. “A Halloween wedding?”

“November first?”

“I think we can make that happen.” Her voice is happy and full.

It’s the best thing I’ve heard all day.

CHAPTER32

CASS

“Ishould stay home with you.” Pinky’s hand squeezes mine, and she pulls us to a stop on the sidewalk.

Alex takes a few steps before he realizes we’re not moving and turns back. “What’s wrong?”

I take a knee beside our little girl. “What’s wrong, Sweetie? I thought you were excited about kindergarten.”

She’s all dressed up in her black leggings with sparkles and her feathered Miss Piggy shirt. Her iridescent backpack is on her shoulders, and her curly hair is arranged in two ponytails behind each ear. She looks adorable, and ready to own her first day of school.

Her chin drops, and she studies her light-up glitter Sketchers. “What if I don’t know anybody?”