Page 19 of His to Cherish (Club Wyld #5)

“You’re fucking unbelievable.” Somehow, I manage to get flat on my back in the bed with Lilly curled up against my chest. “That was…Jesus, Lilly. I don’t even have words.”

“It’s crazy, isn’t it?” she asks in that dreamy voice she only gets after a good hard orgasm. “How it just keeps getting better between us.”

She has that right. Every time with her feels better than the last. “It’s hard to imagine anything topping tonight.”

Lilly turns in my arms to face me and the sight of her smug little smirk makes me want to spank her all over again. “I take it you liked your surprise?”

I tap her ass lightly and she gives a sharp inhale—she’s going to be sensitive there for a while. I start to rub the flesh gently, watching her reaction. “I loved my surprise. The question is, did you like it?”

She blinks up at me. “Was the screaming orgasm not clear enough for you?”

I give a harder squeeze, right on the reddest part of her flesh and she squeals. “You’re lucky I like your sass, babygirl.” I go back to the gentle rubbing. “I’m serious, Lilly. We did some things tonight that are new for you?—”

“I loved it,” she cuts in. “Every second of it. I promise.”

“The spanking wasn’t too rough?”

She shakes her head, blue eyes sparkling at me in amusement. “It was the most intense thing I’ve ever felt. It hurt so good. Maybe I shouldn’t have loved it as much as I did.” She shrugs. “But I’m tired of questioning myself. I like the things I like and I’m done feeling ashamed.”

“God, I love you,” I say, pulling her roughly into my chest. I spent years being afraid and embarrassed of what I wanted but in just a few weeks Lilly has already managed to get down to the heart of things. “You’re so brave, baby. Watching you explore this part of yourself is insanely sexy.”

She gives a little shimmy against my hardening dick. “Will I sound shallow if I say your stamina is insanely sexy?”

I laugh, kissing the top of her head. “You haven’t even seen my stamina yet, baby. But I plan on teaching you all about it for the rest of the night.”

“We get to do that again?”

Such an eager girl. I squeeze her tighter. “Of course. I haven’t even tasted my baby’s pussy yet tonight.”

She moans into my chest. “Yes, please.”

“Soon. We’ll need to put some ointment on your bottom, too.”

“Mmm. I love aftercare.”

I love it, too. Lilly all sated and sleepy, letting me take care of her body.

Fuck, I love taking care of her. In every way.

She lifts one hand and starts dragging her fingers in gentle circles on the back of my neck. It’s something she does when we’re falling asleep and I usually find it more soothing than any drug. But right now, there’s not a chance in hell it’s going to calm me down.

Lilly lifts her head from my chest. “Your heart just started to pound really fast.”

That’s because I’m about to change everything.

“Stay right here for a minute, okay?” Before she can respond, I slip off the bed, nearly tripping over the pants around my ankles that I never bothered to take off.

I kick them off then walk over to where I threw my suit coat.

I find the right pocket and my fingers close over the small velvet box I’ve been carrying around since the morning after the story broke.

“I planned a birthday surprise too, you know,” I say over my shoulder.

“You planned a birthday surprise for your own birthday?” she asks, all that sass dancing in her voice.

“I did.” I walk back to the bed and pull her into a sitting position on the edge of the mattress.

“There’s not a better birthday present I could imagine than you agreeing to be my wife.

” Then I sink to one knee and hold out the box I’ve been carrying around for weeks.

The three carat diamond shimmers in the dim light.

“Ollie?” she whispers, hands coming up to cover her mouth. “What’s happening right now?”

I laugh. “I’m asking you to marry me. But maybe I’m doing a bad job if you can’t tell.”

She shakes her head. “Maybe it would help if you actually asked.”

“Fair point.” I peel her hand away from her mouth so I can hold it in mine.

“Lilly Henson, you’re the best friend I’ve ever had.

My favorite person in the entire world. I want to spend the rest of my life taking care of you and making you happy—and giving you lots of orgasms and plenty of spankings. ”

She lets out a laugh-sob. “So romantic.”

I grin. “It’s true. Orgasms and spankings will be very important to our marriage.” I squeeze her hand, growing serious again. “I can’t think of a better purpose for my life than caring for you as long as I live. Will you please marry me?”

She stares at me for a long moment. Just as I start to wonder if maybe I woefully misplayed this, she flings herself off the bed and into my arms, nearly knocking me backwards on the rug.

“Yes,” she says, laughing and crying at the same time as she kisses my cheeks, the side of my neck, my chin. “Yes, yes, yes.”

I laugh, blinking back my own tears, and hold her close. She’s mine, I think, satisfaction settling over me. She’s really mine. And it will be official just as soon as I can get her on a plane to Vegas.

“I love you, Lilly.”

“I love you too, Ollie.”

She squeals when I stand. “Wrap your legs around me,” I instruct.

“Where are we going?”

I grin as I walk to the nearest wall, ready to fulfill yet another of my fantasies—my Lilly pressed into the wall with her legs wrapped around me while I fuck her sounds like the perfect way to celebrate our engagement.

“Good girls don’t ask so many questions,” I tell her, pressing a kiss to her lips. “Good girls let their daddies do whatever they want to them.”

She sighs happily as I move her into position. Just as my cock pushes into her, she says the magic words.

“Yes, Daddy.”

THE END