Page 28 of The New York Nighthawks, Vol. 2

AVA

Between the confrontation with Darren and Roan telling him that I was his, I felt as though I had emotional whiplash.

I was used to being judged by the stunts my brother pulled, but there hadn’t been an ounce of anger or disappointment in Roan’s hazel eyes when he’d assured me that nothing Darren did was going to change his feelings for me.

The only thing I was left wondering was what exactly those were.

And even though the timing was awkward considering what had just happened, since we were alone, we could talk about what was happening between us without having to wait until the girls went to bed tonight. “Why do I belong to you?”

“I told you, baby. There was no going back once you gave yourself to me.”

“I know, but what does that mean?” I cringed as I forced the next part past my lips. “Do you consider every woman you’re with to be yours?”

“It’s been so long since I’ve so much as looked at another woman. I can’t even remember anyone but you,” he growled, interlacing our fingers to tug me toward the house. “So no, you’re the only one I’ve ever thought of as mine.”

My heart soared at his confession. “Does that…um…mean that you maybe have strong feelings for me?”

He practically kicked the front door open to drag me inside. As soon as it was shut behind us, he turned to me and cupped my cheeks with his palms. “If by strong feelings you’re trying to ask me if I love you, then yes. I love the fuck out of you, Ava Cromwell.”

“You do?” I gasped, happy tears welling in my eyes.

“So damn much that I can hardly wait to make you Ava Ellis.”

“You want to marry me?”

“There’s no want about it. I am going to marry you,” he corrected.

My lips curved into a smile of pure feminine satisfaction. “You sound awfully confident for a guy who hasn’t even proposed to me.”

“If I fix that, will you finally tell me that you love me too?” he grunted.

“Finally?” I echoed with a smile. “It’s only been what…two minutes since you first said the words to me?”

“I’m going to take that as a yes,” he drawled, tilting the screen so I could see as he tapped out a quick text to Prentice to let him know everything was okay, but there would be a slight delay before we picked up the girls. Then he led me upstairs to his bedroom.

“Sit here and give me a second.” He jerked his chin toward the end of the bed.

I perched on the edge of the mattress while he padded over to the bedside table.

Opening the top drawer, he pulled out a jewelry box.

I gasped, pressing trembling fingers against my lips.

I shouldn’t have been surprised since he had proven many times that he was prepared for just about anything.

But I loved seeing the proof he had planned for this, and it wasn’t just a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Flipping open the lid with his thumb, he came back over to me and dropped to one knee. Wrapping his fingers around my wrist to lift my hand, he pulled a gorgeous diamond solitaire out of the box and slid it on my finger. “How much time do you need to plan our wedding?”

“It’s a good thing I love you so much or else you wouldn’t get away with a non-proposal like that.”

He smirked at me as he brushed his thumb against my finger, right above where the ring circled it. “See? I called it. I knew you were going to tell me you love me after I proposed, even if it was just me telling you you were going to become my wife. Soon.”

“Looks as though you were right,” I agreed with a happy sigh.

“Know what else I was right about?”

I shook my head. “No, what?”

“That we aren’t going to be able to get the girls right away.” He scooted me up the mattress and nudged me onto my back. “First, we need to celebrate our engagement.”

I lifted the hem of his shirt. “Sounds like an excellent idea to me.”

As I tossed his shirt on the floor, he pulled mine over my head.

Then he flicked open the clasp of my bra and dragged the straps down my shoulders.

My nipples puckered, and he lowered his head to suck one pebbled peak into his mouth.

I felt the pull of his lips deep in my core as he settled between my thighs, and I slid my hands through his hair to grip his scalp and pull him closer to my chest.

After paying the same attention to the other side, he lifted his head to stare down at me. “I love how sensitive your tits are.”

“You can play with them as much as you want,” I promised, gliding my palms down his back to grip his ass. “Some other time. Right now, other parts of my body need your attention more.”

“My greedy baby,” he rasped, capturing my lips in a deep kiss while his hand slid between us to tug my leggings and panties down my hips. “I’m gonna give you everything you need.”

My clit throbbed at the sensual promise in his deep voice, and I lifted my hips off the mattress so he could finish stripping me bare. After he got to his knees and shucked his pants and boxer briefs off, I held my arms out to him. “All I need is you.”

“That’s damn good because I’m the only man who’ll ever get you,” he growled, his eyes flashing as his gaze dropped to my pussy. “Gonna give you my mouth before you take my cock.”

He trailed hot, wet kisses along my belly as he made his way down my body.

Then he wedged his shoulders between my thighs, and I whimpered when the warmth of his breath fluttered over my core.

The sound turned into a gasp of pleasure when his tongue slid through my wetness, licking me from the bottom of my pussy to the top.

I rocked my hips as he worked me with his mouth, using his lips, tongue, and teeth to quickly bring me to the edge and toss me right over.

“Yes, Roan! Yes!” I screamed as waves of pleasure crashed over my body.

He ate me through my orgasm, waiting until my shudders stopped to go to his knees. “Need you hard and fast, baby. Having the taste of you in my mouth, your cries echoing around the walls of the bedroom we’re going to share, with my ring on your finger…I’m not gonna last long.”

I was still in a sensual fog, so his warning barely registered before he rolled me to my hands and knees. Gripping my hips to pull me back, he filled me with one powerful thrust.

“You feel so fucking good,” he hissed, his hips slamming into me again.

The pleasure was already coiling in my body again, and I fisted the comforter as he hammered in and out of me. “So good,” I echoed in agreement.

Our sex life was active, but I still hadn’t gotten over how amazing it felt to be filled by his thick dick.

The sensation was more intense this time, knowing that he loved me and I was going to be his wife.

I had a feeling he was thinking the same thing since he was fucking me with a fierce intensity that left me gasping for air and reaching for my next release so quickly after the first.

My inner walls rippled around him, drawing a deep groan from his chest. “Are you going to come for me, baby?”

“Uh-huh,” I panted.

“Good,” he grunted, reaching around and rubbing my clit with his finger. “I want to feel your pussy milking the come from my cock until I fill you to overflowing and it drips down your thighs.”

The combination of his cock hammering into me, his finger working my clit, and his filthy words sent me flying over the edge with a scream.

As he pressed my face into the mattress, the sound was muffled as he rammed into me a few more times before anchoring himself deep. “Fuck, baby. That’s it, so damn good.”

His release lengthened mine, my pussy clenching around his cock as his hot come splashed against my inner walls. It felt like the pleasure was never going to end, and when it was over, I could barely see straight as he rolled to his side and held me in his arms as we caught our breath.

“We should celebrate everything like that.”

“Good idea, baby.” He chuckled and pressed a kiss against my shoulder. “I’ll make a deal with Prentice so we can trade babysitting duties whenever we have a special occasion to commemorate. And the not-so special ones, too.”