The Proposal (Forever Bound Book 2) by Bree Callahan Page B

drinks, he moved closer to her.  With his hand cupping her chin, he pulled her up to him and their lips met.  She moaned nearly dropping the glass from her grasp.  He smiled, parting from the kiss. 
    “What do you say we take these two glasses to the bedroom, and you tell me all about what we’re celebrating.”  She could only nod, as he grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs.  When they entered the bedroom, he grabbed her glass and placed both of them on the nightstand.  He turned to her and slowly started undressing her.  Her eyes remained locked on his, but neither one said a word.  Her top fell to the ground, followed shortly by her bra.  His eyes dipped down to her breasts, and he stared at her naked breasts, while his fingers worked on removing her jeans.  “So…you were saying?  There’s a celebration?” he asked, slipping his fingers in the sides of her panties and sliding them down her legs.
    “Um…” She lost her train of thought, then he sat down on the bed, and he pulled her onto his lap.  She laughed, falling on top of him.  He was still fully clothed, and she could feel the cusp of his erection hidden beneath his pants.  Her voice caught in her throat, then his mouth went to her neck.  She groaned, forgetting he was waiting for her response.  “What celebration?” she asked, groaning as his tongue slid across her collarbone.  She slipped her hands under his shirt and lifted it up.  He broke away for a moment so she could slip it over his head.  Once it was on the floor, his mouth went to hers, making her dizzy.  His tongue dove in between her lips.  As his one arm held her close to him, with his hand caressing her back, he lifted her up and turned her around. 
    He tossed her down on the bed, and she breathlessly gawked at him.  He took his pants and boxers off, then reached into his nightstand drawer and grabbed a condom.  She didn’t stop him.  She simply watched his every move.  As he approached her, her legs drifted open, and he moved in between her thighs.  He guided his cock into her and then his lips went back to hers.  Nothing else mattered at that moment, and she wasn’t going to stop him from telling her that she was changing jobs. 
    She dug her nails into him as he bucked hard against her hips, sending out a shrill scream between their kisses.  When she needed to catch her breath, she tilted her head back, breaking from the kiss.  “Oh God…” she whimpered.  His lips found other places to tantalizingly kiss her, and her nails dragged down his back, growling out her ecstasy-filled pleas. 
    An orgasm raked through her body, and she bit back a groan.  She panted with every thrust, as he slowly dwindled his plunges from frantic to smooth.  His lips broke off a scream of hers, and her juices covered his condom.  She crashed down on the bed and settled into the taste of his lips.  Her hands wandered over his body, pulling him to her and enjoying the peaceful moment of after sex.
    When their lips parted, a smile remained on his lips.  He lowered himself down and rested against her,  His arms remained around her.  One was wrapped around her back and the other around her stomach.  He snuggled against her, and his breath brushed against her neck.  She sighed, closing her eyes.  She was about to drift off to sleep when she heard his soft mumble.  “I love you so much.”
    Her eyes darted open, and her mind raced.  Her first thought was she heard incorrectly, but as she played the words back numerous times in her mind, she couldn’t picture him saying anything else.  A soft sigh came from him, and she stayed motionless.  She wasn’t sure if she was there ten minutes, or maybe an hour, but she knew she needed to get out of there.  She felt claustrophobic in that bedroom, and the deal was they wouldn’t fall in love with one another.  That was the agreement.  She glanced down at his arms still clinging to her, and she wasn’t sure the