“Yes, because now I have this gorgeous ring.” I put that hand on my chest, sliding it up to wrap loosely around my own neck so he can see the ring glitter on my finger. I lift my head to meet his gaze, smiling as I pump up and down on his cock, whimpering each time it strikes my prostate on the way in. There’s so much of him, and even though I am completely inexperienced outside of him, I know that it can’t get any better than this.

It’s impossible. The two of us were made to fit together, like a key and a lock.

When my thighs start to burn, I plant my hands against his shoulders and shift my weight a little, bringing our faces closer together. Our eyes meet and it’s electric, adding to the bone deep pleasure coursing through me. “I can’t wait to marry you, Oliver. God, I can’t fucking wait.”