I pushed open the door and walked backward, my eyes staying glued to her face, not wanting to miss a single second of her reaction. Damn, I hoped I’d gotten it right.
Eva followed slowly, and when her eyes swept around the room, they became huge. She blinked owlishly, her mouth forming a little O, and her breath held in her lungs. Finally, she released a harsh exhale, and her shocked eyes landed on my face. “An art studio?”
“I will always do everything in my power to make sure you have everything you ever wanted, Eva. This is our home, and I wanted you to have a space to do what you love. Somewhere that’s yours, a sanctuary. If you want to keep working at the Met, I support that one hundred percent. It’s one of the reasons I chose this penthouse. However, if you’d like to be home more and take on private restorations, now you have a space to do it.”
Tears welled up in Eva’s eyes, which gave me a moment of panic until she smiled so brightly that there was no need for the sun shining in from all of the windows. “Tucker,” she breathed. “This is amazing. It’s...perfect.”
I smiled tenderly and took her hand again, leading her over to the table in the center of the room. Sitting in the center was a small, robin’s egg blue box, and I picked it up before falling to one knee in front of Eva and flipping the lid.
“Eva Kendal, I love you more than anything. I’ve loved you for all of my life, though it has grown over the years from familial love, to young love, to forever love. I’ve waited all this time for you, my first love and my last. You’ve always been the only one for me, my own personal sun, shining light into every facet of my life. I can’t live without you for one more day. I want to marry you, have a family with you, and grow old with you. Never again will you question my love for you because I will prove it over and over every single day for eternity.” I removed the five-carat, emerald-cut platinum ring and slipped it onto her finger before placing a kiss on it. Then I stood and drew her into my arms, my head lowering so I could kiss her.
I was blocked from my goal by her hand covering my mouth. “Wait, didn’t you forget something?” she asked with an arch look.
I frowned as I thought for a moment, then guessed, “I promise to give you endless amounts of orgasms?”
Eva giggled and shook her head. “I meant that you didn’t ask me.”
I raised a brow and stared down at her for a moment before responding. “No, I didn’t.”
“Well?” She put her hands on her hips, giving me an adorable little glare that made me want to kiss her and then press her up against the wall and fuck her. That suddenly became my new plan, and I wrapped my large hands around her arms, about to haul her into my body, but she broke the spell a second before our lips met. “Are you going to ask me?”
My head reared back, and I scowled at her. “Fuck no,” I scoffed. “That would imply that you have a choice. We’re getting married, Eva.” I placed my hand on her stomach and glanced down before returning my eyes to her face. “You could already be carrying our child, baby.”
Eva’s hands came to rest over mine, and the spark of wonder and joy in them shooed away any lingering doubts I might have had. I slowly walked her backward until she was pressed up against one of the sturdy glass walls and whispered, “How about we up those chances?” She started to say something, but it was muffled when my mouth crashed down over hers. I hoisted her up and guided her legs around my waist, holding her up with my hands under her luscious ass. I groaned when I felt her hot, wet pussy drenching my cock as I teased her opening with the tip while I continued to devour her mouth. She moaned but stiffened a little, making me pull back instantly. “Are you too sore, baby?” I’d taken her more than I probably should have the night before, considering she’d been a virgin. But every time I’d tried to pull back after getting a little carried away, she would cling to me and beg me not to stop. I didn’t have the strength to deny her even though I knew she would probably be sore as fuck today.
She shook her head and bucked her hips, sucking the fat tip of my dick inside her. “A little tender but not enough to stop. Fuck me, Tucker,” she moaned.
To my surprise, I didn’t have the desire to spank her—well, to be fair, I always wanted to spank her—for her language. Instead, a fire blazed inside me, burning my entire body from the inside out. Hearing her ask me to fuck her was sexy as hell and caused a spurt of come to escape my cock. “I should put you over my knee for that, baby,” I growled. “But damn, that turned me the fuck on.”
“Then do something about it,” she demanded with a little wiggle that took even more of my shaft inside her.
“Anything you want, Eva-bear,” I rasped before plunging the rest of the way in and slamming my mouth over hers, swallowing her scream of pleasure. I was half out of my mind and started to fuck her with deep, hard strokes. Every time her pussy clenched, massaging my dick, I fucked her even faster and harder. With one hand, I deftly untied her sash and pushed open the sides of her robe. With her tits exposed, I couldn’t help tearing my mouth from hers and latching onto a rosy, peaked nipple.
Eva followed my example, and in seconds, my robe fell to the floor. She slid her palms up my chest, exploring the ridges of my muscles. Then she grasped my shoulders and her nails dug into the skin, pulling a low, ragged groan from my lips. I lost my fucking mind and began wildly rutting inside her like an animal, intent on breeding their mate.
Every time I pistoned inside her, she pumped her hips to meet me. The room was filled with grunts and moans, along with the sound of sweating skin slapping together. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced, not that I really had other experience, but somehow, I knew what Eva and I had was special and unique.
“Tucker,” Eva gasped. “I need—yes! Harder! Oh, yes! Tucker! Yes! Yes!” She chanted as I pushed her higher and higher, approaching the ledge I intended to toss her over into orgasmic oblivion. I slammed into her and hissed when her nails dug even deeper and her legs squeezed around my waist in a death grip. Drawing breath became a little more difficult, but who wouldn’t want to die buried in their love’s tight pussy?
“Fuck,” I groaned. “I can barely get my cock out, baby. Your greedy little pussy doesn’t want to let me go. You want me to come inside you, Eva? Give your body what it’s begging for?”
Her head bobbed in a jerky up and down motion, and she whined with need. The tell-tale tingling at the base of my spine began to spread, and my balls were hanging heavy with what I had to give her. I’d been sucking and nibbling on both of her tits, but when I slipped a hand between us and pinched her swollen clit, I bit down on the bud in my mouth. It threw Eva over the edge, and she screamed my name as her pussy convulsed around my cock.
“Fuck, Eva! Oh, fuck, yeah! Fuck, baby! That’s right, keep that pussy squeezing me. Fuck! ” After a few more thrusts, I gave in to the demand of her pussy and let it suck my dick all the way in, holding me deep while I coated her womb with my thick cream. I dropped my head into the crook of her neck and sucked on her skin as my cock pulsed in rhythm with my rapidly beating heart.
My fingers continued to manipulate Eva’s bundle of nerves, prolonging her orgasm as long as possible so her body would welcome every last drop of my come. Some of it was already leaking and dripping down my thighs. When her shudders subsided, I set her down and dropped to my knees, using her robe to clean her up a little. I went to wipe off my dick as well but the creamy coating of our mixed arousal shining on it had my cock swelling all over again. I fucking loved how it looked and what it meant.