“Now, now. Patience.” He licked his lips, groaning as he pushed the dress over the swell of my hips.

“You know I don’t have that.” I reached for the buttons on his shirt and flipped the top two before he swatted my hand away.

“Maybe I need to teach you a lesson.”

His touch sent shivers through me as his hands moved around my body. Light caresses and loving tenderness—very different than normal. It was still very stimulating, especially considering they were coming from the man who was now my husband.

I whimpered when he stopped touching me, but was happy when it was only to pull his own clothing off. My fingers flitted across his chest, exploring his hard lines and soft flesh while he worked his pants down and off, taking my panties with him.

He was beautiful. His c**k stood high and proud, almost waving at me with each breath he took in.

Hands on my hips guided me back to the bed, and he lowered me down, his body hovering over mine. His lips pressed against mine in a soft, slow kiss. Burning need simmered inside me, growing in intensity.

I drew in a shuddering breath when his fingers moved across my clit, pressing in. Before I could even reach between us, he grabbed my wrists, distracting me with a kiss, and pinned them over my head.

“I want to touch you.” I whimpered, rocking against him.

He groaned, hips rocking, then crashed his lips to mine. No longer soft, we were full of want.

“You’ve had me worked up since yesterday. I want to ram my c**k in you and f**k you until we’re both unconscious.”

“Then do it. We have the rest of our lives for lovemaking.”

A growl ripped from him and he flipped us over. I was still in shock of the change when he lined up and pushed me down on his cock.

“Oh, f**k.” My eyes rolled back, fingers flexing into his chest.

I cried out when his hips thrust up, hitting the spot that made my body sing for him.

“People are going to hear you.”

I looked down at him. “So? Don’t you want them to hear what you do to me?”

He gritted his teeth and flexed his hips up, his fingers digging into my hips. “Fuck. I want everyone to hear what I do to you. I want the whole damn island to know you’re mine. Now get your ass moving and ride me like a good whore.”

I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips. He knew what his dirty mouth did to me.

I moved up and down his length, bouncing with each upward thrust and downward roll. He pushed on me, directing me where to go, cursing under his breath. My eyes fell closed, reveling in the feeling as my body took over, driving us both to the edge.

“Shit. That’s it, baby.”

My mouth dropped open and my muscles seized, coiled tight. He took over, holding me above him while he thrust up, drilling into me.

It was too much, and I screamed out as I came around him. Everything left me, and I fell forward onto his chest. He guided me up and down a few more times before grunting as he exploded.

“What happened to savoring?” I was breathing too hard to even lift my head.

“Overrated.” He chuckled. “But it’s a nice idea.”

“Agreed.” I turned my head to look at him and smiled. “I like our version better.”

He caressed up and down my arm. “Me too.” His thumb moved across my cheek as we stared into each other’s eyes. “I just can’t help myself with you. All my good ideas go out the window the second you touch me.”

“Don’t ever stop touching me.”

“Never.”

After I regained my breath, I peeled my body from his and moved to the bathroom. There was a chuckle from the bed as I walked.

“Best f**king sight ever—my come sliding down your thighs.”

I rolled my eyes at him.

Once I was done cleaning up, I threw a wet washcloth at him.

I crawled back into bed, snuggling into his side. We lay there, tangled together, his hand gently stroking my hair. There was peace and happiness all around that I never wanted to end.

“I want to put something out there, and I want you to keep an open mind, please,” he said, interrupting the waves crashing against the shore.

I looked up at him skeptically. “You already f**k my ass.”

He blinked down at me before his lip curled up, and he let out a chuckle. His lips pressed against my forehead. “Not that, my minx. Something a bit more life altering than anal sex.”

I grinned at him. “I don’t know, anal was pretty life altering.”

He groaned. “You better start working that ass open, because when I’m done I’m going to shove my c**k in.”

“But you just…” I trailed off, the twitch of his c**k against his stomach drawing my eyes down.

“Just the thought of f**king your sweet ass gets me hard at any time.”

I looked up from the entrancing sight of his hardening cock. “All right, baby.”

“And bringing me back to the subject.”

“Life altering?”

“Yes.” He paused, seeming unsure of how to proceed. “We haven’t talked about it, but what do you think about kids?”

I was frozen in shock. “What?”

His eyes were locked on mine as he spoke. “I want us to have a baby.”

I sat up and backed away slightly, swallowing hard. “Nate, I… I don’t know anything about babies or being a mom.”

He sat up as well, his hand brushing my hair behind my ear. “No, but we can learn. You are so loving, Honeybear. I know you’ll love our children with all that you have. And, you already know how not to treat them.”

My eyes were wild, looking around the room for anything to get away from the conversation. Once again, it was a subject I’d never broached. I didn’t have a yearning for children, even with my biological clock ticking down. Maybe it was because a loving family was never in my reality scope before I met Nathan.

He changed everything, and now he was still changing me, making me face what I’d thought was an utter impossibility.

“You want a baby? Really?” Another fear popped up, almost like I was willing him to say I was right, but at the same time starting to dream about that future. “What about the Marconi?”

“They’ll always be there, and Darren’s right—I don’t want them to stop me from living my life. I want you to have my baby more than anything. I want a family with you, Lila. So why wait?”