It didn’t take him long. The need was too great; the absence had been too long. He pushed her into a final, exhausted orgasm before giving in to his own, groaning harshly as he buried inside her, his cock jerking in reflex as he spilled his semen in the gripping depths of her pussy.
Seconds later he collapsed beside her with an exhausted sigh, pulling her to his chest as they both fought to bring their breathing under control.
“I need coffee,” she muttered sleepily, burrowing close, her hand going to the scar on the right side of his chest.
The bullet he had taken there could have taken his life if it had been a few more inches toward the center It had been a close call. A terrifying one, but she had survived it without recriminations. When he came home, she had babied him and loved him, and treasured every day she had with him after that. She vowed she would never waste their lives as her mother had hers.
“Coffee hussy,” he chuckled into her hair. “What do you do when I’m gone?”
She breathed out pitifully. “I suffer, Reno. It’s a tragic, horrible sight to witness. Poor Morganna even feels sorry for me.”
She shivered as his hands caressed her back, one running low to her hips before smoothing over her buttocks.
“You’re marrying me.” His voice suddenly hardened. “Notice, I’m not asking. I’m telling you.”
“I already proposed, big shot. You dropped the ball. Remember?”
He grunted at that. “Minx. The men are still laughing over that note you left. Don’t you know I’m fearless? I never hide.”
“Coward.” She yawned, unconcerned, nipping his chest as her lips closed. “Do you know how mad I got when I found that box? It’s a good thing you were getting ready to leave that day or I might have had to hurt you.”
He gripped a handful of hair, tugging her head back as she stared up at him, her legs smoothing across his as she felt his erection growing, pressing against her lower stomach.
“I love you, Raven,” he whispered then, his voice no longer filled with amusement, his gaze velvet soft as he watched her. “Forever.”
“You took a hell of a chance, Reno,” she whispered. “I didn’t know myself how much I loved you. What if I hadn’t realized?”
A smile curved his lips. “I would have fucked you into submission.”
She rolled her eyes, one hand pressing against his shoulder as though to push him away.
“Get serious.”
“Withheld the coffee?" he suggested darkly.
She stared up at him in some concern then. “You "wouldn’t do that.”
“Oh yes I would have,” he growled. “But more importantly, I wouldn’t have given you a moment’s peace. You’re mine, baby, and I don’t let go of what’s mine.”
He kissed her then, a kiss filled with promise, heat and magic as her heart dissolved within her chest and flowed into his. It wouldn’t do him any good to let her go, she thought, because she had no intention of releasing him.
“I love you, Reno,” she whispered against his lips again. “Forever.”