The Biker's Fate Chapter 297

Lily

WE CAUGHT TRAFFIC into Portland, so it ended up taking us close to two hours to get to Maverick's family beach house, but I didn't care. Three days alone with my man was worth the wait. He hit the garage door opener, and we drove into the garage and then headed into the house.

The recently renovated beach home rivaled pictures in a design magazine. Light blue walls, shells, and beachy accessories everywhere; brand-new sofas covered in white canvas faced a wood-burning fireplace in the center of the room. Hardwood floors throughout, except the kitchen, bathrooms, and mudroom, which all had tile.

I followed Maverick through the living room and pushed open the French doors that led to the back deck. I breathed in deep and smiled. There was nothing quite like the smell of ocean air.

Maverick wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed the back of my neck. "Hungry?"

"Not for food."

He turned me to face him and covered my mouth with his, lifting me so I could wrap my legs around his waist. Our kiss was a desperate connecting of tongues and hands and lips as he carried me back into the house. I wove my hands into his hair and tugged gently as he settled me on the bed in the master bedroom and slid my shirt up.

Popping the front hook on my bra, he cupped my breasts, running my nipples between his fingertips as he gently sucked each one into his mouth. Before I could fully get into it, however, he slid off the bed. "Hold that thought. I'm gonna lock up. I want you naked when I get back."

I grinned. "I love it when you're bossy."

He grinned and jogged out of the room. I undressed quickly and pulled the covers back, sliding into the warmth of the flannel sheets. Maverick returned in record time, pulling his shirt over his head as he walked into the room.

I sighed. I didn't think I'd ever get sick of seeing him without a shirt. God, he was gorgeous. Bare chest, eight-pack abs, muscles on muscles—I couldn't help but lick my lips as he removed the rest of his clothes and crawled into the bed beside me. He had a tattoo of lilies over his heart with my name written next to them, and I ran my finger over the design.

He grinned, leaning down to kiss me, and then moving his way down my body, his face disappearing between my legs. I whimpered when his mouth connected with my clit, sucking it gently. I fisted my hands in the sheets and arched against him.

"Möosh, I'm... I can't wait."

He didn't respond verbally... just put more pressure on my clit with his tongue. I anchored my heels to his shoulders and bit my lip, trying to keep my climax at bay. I couldn't. I cried out, my body shaking as I came. Maverick kissed the inside of my thighs then hovered over me and slid inside. I moaned with want, the feel of him almost too much. Linking his fingers with mine, he dragged them over my head and buried himself deeper in my body as he licked my bottom lip and then kissed me deeply. I slid a leg over his hip and arched into him.

"You have the greediest pussy," he breathed out, thrusting in slowly.

"Only because you make me that way."

He grinned, kissing me again. "How hard, Lil?"

"Hard, Möosh."

Maverick released my hands and slid out of me. "On your knees, baby."

I didn't hesitate to roll over and push up on all fours. Maverick squeezed my bottom as he slid back inside me, reaching one hand to a breast and the other to my clit. He worked my body again until I could barely breathe, and then he grabbed my hips and slammed into me over and over again until I cried out and collapsed onto the mattress. Luckily, Maverick knew enough to fall with me, and he pushed up above me and continued to slam into me.

"Möosh, I'm going to come again."

"Wait."

I whimpered, unsure I'd be able to do what he demanded.

"Now, baby," he rasped, and his body locked.

I let myself go and contracted around him as he rolled us to our sides and kissed my shoulder. I dropped my head back so I could kiss his chin and then slid my hands over his arms firmly around my waist.

"I love you, Lily."

"I love you, too."

"Remember my promise?" he asked.

I nodded. "You promised you'd love me forever, protect me with your life, and always keep the fridge full of cheese."

"Exactly, and a—"

"Promise is a promise is a promise," I finished.

He chuckled. "Will you marry me, Lil?"

"Yep."

He kissed me. "Got the ring, baby doll. Asked your dad. This is the real proposal."

I gasped, shifting away from him so I could roll over to face him. "Seriously?"

He nodded, running his knuckles gently down my face. "I know how you feel about public attention, so this was the plan."

I laid my hand over his tattoo. "I want to see this ring."

With a grin, he rolled and reached over the side of the mattress for his jeans. Digging in the pocket, he pulled out a beautiful, antique engagement ring with what looked like a one-carat diamond.

"This was Grandma Wendy's," he said. "Her mom gave it to her when she got married, so she wanted you to have it."

"Really?"

Maverick nodded. "You know how much she loves you."

I did know that. Wendy was Cassidy's mom and I adored her. She was the best, and I'd always had a bond with her, but for her to give me her mother's ring was unbelievable to me.

I blinked back tears as he slid it onto my finger. "It's gorgeous."

"Is that still a yes?"

I giggled. "Duh."

He cupped my face. "Still not hearing a yes, Lil."

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" I kissed him quickly, rolling him onto his back so I could straddle him. "I can't wait to be Lily Quinn, and I can't wait to have your babies."

"Three."

"Two."

"Four."

I rolled my eyes. "Two."

"Six."

"You can't just keep raising the number, Möosh. I'm the one who has to carry them."

He grinned. "A man can hope."

"Let's have one and go from there."

Maverick pushed my hips down and slid into me again. "Deal."

"Honeymoon in Charleston?" I asked.

"We probably won't have the funds for London or Paris, but Charleston's doable."

I dropped my head back, raising up slightly so I could lower myself onto him again. Maverick flipped me onto my back and thrust into me faster and faster—no words, just our bodies connecting—until I couldn't wait.

Maverick tensed, and then we both let go. As much as I loved the multiple orgasms Maverick gave me, I loved when we came together. He kissed me gently, then my jaw, then my neck before sliding out of me and pulling me close. "I love you, fiancée."

I giggled. "I love you more, fiancé."

"Are you hungry now?"

I smiled. "Starving."

"Come shower with me then we'll eat." He climbed off the bed and headed into the bathroom.

I took a few minutes to stretch and then joined him in the shower. I was given one more orgasm, and then it was pizza and movie time. Of course, I spent half of the movie staring at my ring.

Most perfect proposal ever.