Page 97 of His & Hers

"Lucas, I won't. I love you."

"Kids are deal-breaker. I want them. Fucking lots of them,' he breathed, his hand tilting my head back as I nodded.

"Okay.”

"For the record, you'll be an amazing mother," he whispered, his lips inches away from mine.

I couldn't speak as he looked up at me finally. My heart thundered against my chest, my hands shaking as he laced his fingers with mine.

"But first, I need you to be my wife."

I began to cry then, tears of relief and euphoria as I kissed him, my salty tears falling into our mouths as we kissed as we had never kissed before. I wasn't sure what it was, but suddenly I knew, like it had always been, that Lucas Deacon was the one for me.

Always had, always will be.

"Are you going to give me an answer?" Lucas drawled, his hand slipping under my skirt, cupping my ass tightly.

"Yes, I'll marry you," I whispered before pushing him away.

He frowned at me warningly as I dragged my eyes up and down his body.

"But I'm not joking; wash that bitch off you."

Lucas smirked before lifting me into his arms and throwing me over his shoulder. I squealed as he slapped my ass, walking into the house with me.

"You can fucking wash her off me," Lucas declared, dropping me onto the bathroom floor as he pulled the pin from my hair. He watched as my hair tumbled down, his breathing quickening as he tugged the dress over my head.

"God, you're beautiful."

He turned the shower on as I stood naked except for my heels.

"No more injections. No more condoms."

I stepped out of my heels before walking into the shower before him.

"No, nothing else," I whispered as he stepped in beside me.

"Wash my dick, Alice, because I'm fucking you pretty soon," he ordered, his fingers sliding in between my legs as I massaged soap into my hands. I began to clean him, still angry that he had fucked someone else.

"Was she good?" I murmured as the shower rinsed the soap suds away.

Lucas nodded before lifting me into his arms, positioning himself at my entrance. He dropped me slowly onto him as my teeth sank into my lip.

"Hmm, she was. But who the fuck is Charlie?"

Lucas pumped in and out of me as I gasped, my nails clawing at his back as we fucked against the wall.

"He was the bad boy at school," I muttered as he began to fuck me harder.

Deep strokes that rendered me useless.

"Oh, Alice, you're a sucker for the bad boys."

His mouth met mine as I groaned against him, letting out a whimper as he tugged on my hair.

"Now you're marrying the worst of them all," he groaned, his mouth on my neck as I orgasmed around him.

"Lucas, oh my God." I bucked against him as he swore, burying his cock deep within me.