Unsurpassed by Charity Parkerson Page B

much for you I’ll give you whatever you ask for, but because you love
me and trust me enough to know I’ll take care of you. Please tell me you want
things from me too?”
    The mixture of pain and honesty shining in Drew’s eyes was
killing Aubree. She didn’t want him to hurt because she’d held back in any way.
Nodding, she forced her teeth to unlock and allow her to speak. “I want to know
you’re never going to leave.”
    “Thank God,” he said. Swooping in, he opened his mouth over
hers, overwhelming her. As his tongue brushed hers, she met him stroke for
stroke. Cupping her ass, he hauled her against his erection and tore his mouth
away. “Fucking hell. There’s nothing under this shirt. Don’t want to wait,” he
said, lifting her feet from the floor. She automatically wrapped her legs
around his waist. With a few short strides, Aubree found her back against the
wall. Proving his strength, Drew easily held onto her with one hand as he
reached over his head and pulled his shirt over his shoulders. She helped in
the effort. Aubree didn’t want a thing between her hands and his skin. Free of
his shirt, Drew tore at the button of his jeans and in a matter of seconds, his
shaft stretched her wide. The moment he was fully seated inside her, Drew froze
and held her stare. A flush covered his cheeks, causing the gray of his eyes to
stand out in stark comparison. He looked turned on and sexy but also filled to
the brim with emotion.
    “You’re not wearing a condom,” she pointed out.
    “Does it matter?”
    The question gave her pause. She recognized they’d reached a
pivotal moment in their relationship. “Only if you don’t want children,” she
pointed out.
    He rocked against her, stealing her breath. “I want it all
with you, kids, marriage, the whole thing.”
    “You’re beautiful,” she said before she could stop herself. She
tightened her inner walls around his cock. “I think you could make me come by
doing nothing more than looking at me.”
    “I’m always up for a challenge but tonight is not the
night.” Rolling his hips, Drew withdrew an inch before pumping inside her. The
friction of their bodies pulled at her clit and she dropped her forehead to his
shoulder focusing on the ecstasy pulsing through her. Staring down between
their bodies, she watched as the muscles in his stomach bunched and rolled. She
caught flashes of his dick, shining wet with her juices, as it moved in and out
of her. The smell of his skin, the sight of their joined bodies, and the direct
pressure to her most sensitive parts overloaded her senses. Drew growled as the
first spasms hit and her channel pulled at his cock greedily. She gasped as the
orgasm ripped through her, digging her fingernails into Drew’s skin and
attempting to cling to the feeling as long as possible. Pressing her weight
into the wall, Drew gripped her ass almost painfully with one hand as he buried
the other in her hair. Pulling her mouth to his, he sucked hard on her tongue
as he ground against her. A sound of pure male pleasure tore from his throat as
he came.
    Aubree’s feet slipped to the floor and Drew held on until he
knew she was steady. The moisture rolling down the inside her thigh reminded
Aubree of how connected they now were. Drew snagged the hem of her shirt and
hauled the material over her head. Swiping the shirt up her thigh and between
her legs, he helped clean up the mess he’d made. Even with all the things
they’d done, it felt like the most intimate moment they’d ever shared. When
their gazes collided, Aubree knew Drew felt the same.
    “I have to get you cleaned up so you can get dressed.”
    “Why am I getting dressed?”
    “Because you’re marrying me tonight,” he answered simply
before adding, “and then you’re going to give me a list of toys Trina is
allowed to have in her room because we have shopping to do.”
    Her heart squeezed in her chest and the oxygen in the room
seemed too thin. “We’re getting