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he hissed. “I need to pull out. I’m so close, baby.”
    I tightened my hold on his ass and increased the suction on his cock. I wanted him to finish inside me—to taste his orgasm the same way he’d tasted mine. I bobbed up and down, pushing against his hold on my hair. It only took a few more strokes and then I got exactly what I wanted. His cock twitched as jets of come exploded into my mouth. I swallowed, sucked, and licked until he was done.
    “Now that’s a wake-up call.” Pure satisfaction replaced the sleepy look he’d woken up with.
    I yelped when he curled up and hauled me onto his lap. “A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.”
    “You make it sound like you had to wrestle me to the ground so I’d let you give me a blow job. You’re more than welcome to wrap those pretty lips around my cock whenever you want.”
    “That’s what you say now, but once you get those firm lips of yours on me,” I ran a fingertip over his bottom lip, “it’s impossible to have anything else on my mind except the orgasms I know you’re going to give me. It might be incredibly selfish of me, but I’m already addicted to the pleasure you give me.”
    He nipped at my finger, making me giggle. “You aren’t selfish, baby. You’re perfect, and I want you addicted to me. Just like I am to you.”
    “Yeah, right.” I tried to laugh it off, figuring it was just a line.
    When he cupped my face in his hands and stared deeply into my eyes, it was impossible to ignore the sincerity with which he spoke. “I’m serious, baby. I knew it from the moment we first met. Why else do you think I had this ring in my pocket?”
    My gaze dropped to where he was rubbing the engagement ring he’d slipped onto my finger last night. “It really wasn’t a backup plan? Not just a case of you being a guy and knowing it might take a bold statement to make Zach back off?”
    “This wasn’t me calling an audible, Elisa. It was my Hail Mary pass, hoping for a touchdown.”
    “Audible? Hail Mary?” It was as though he was speaking another language and I needed a translator. Although I enjoyed watching the Giants because it reminded me of my dad, I’d never really learned anything about the game.
    “Football speak,” he mumbled. “We’re going to have to work on that. My wife needs to understand football. How else is she going to help me teach our kids?”
    “Help,” I squeaked. “I’m still a little lost over here.”
    “How about I make it crystal clear for you, baby?” He scooped me up and set me on the edge of the mattress. When he dropped down to his knees between my legs, it dawned on me what he was about to do. My heart raced when he lifted my hand off my lap. Tears filled my eyes as I felt the touch of his fingertip when he traced the gold and diamond ring. He didn’t pull it off like I expected him to, though. Instead, he nudged it further onto my finger and held it in place. “I’ve always been the guy who strikes hard and fast when there’s something he wants. It’s how I made it as far in the NFL as I did. Once I have a goal in mind, I’ll fight to make it there. Only lately, I haven’t had anything to fight for. Not since I fucked up my shoulder and walked away from football.”
    “And now,” I whispered.
    “All of that changed the moment I stepped out of my Lamborghini and the sight of my ideal woman standing in front of my perfect house struck me speechless. I wanted them both.”
    “I thought you didn’t like the house,” I protested, confused. “Why would we go look at so many others if you found the one you wanted to buy that day?”
    “I needed time with you, baby.” His answer blew me away.
    I thought back on all the houses we’d toured, the lunches we’d eaten, and his offer to help me this weekend. “You did it all for me?”
    “Don’t you get it, Elisa? I want this.” He waved between us. “You and me together, my ring on your finger—a symbol showing the world you belong to