After we signed the paperwork to become the official owners of the house, we went out to eat with Ellie and then dropped her back off at her house.

"Will you stay with me tonight at my hotel?" Dylan asked, reaching over into the passenger seat and taking my hand.

I felt butterflies in my stomach as I looked over at his handsome face and gave him a smile and softly said, "Yeah. I'd love to."

He looked into my eyes, giving me a hint of a smile and leaning over, giving me a peck on the lips before driving across town. He pulled into the parking garage of his downtown hotel and slipped on a hat and sunglasses saying, "I checked in under a fake name so no one knows where I'm staying."

"That's a good idea. Maybe I should start wearing a disguise too since the paparazzi have been camped out in front of my house all week."

"That wouldn't be a bad idea," he agreed, opening his glove box and giving me a set of sunglasses to put on too before getting out. He came around and opened my door and slipped his hand into mine after I got out.

He led the way inside through a revolving door and we rode up a glass elevator overlooking a large atrium to his suite on the top floor. When we got inside, he shut and locked the door and threw his hat and sunglasses onto the table before walking over and standing in front of me, so close I could smell his cologne and my heart started to pound faster.

I slowly lifted my head to look into his eyes as he placed his hands on my waist and pulled me against him, leaning down and crashing his mouth against mine. Feeling the desperation of his kiss set off an explosion of feelings as the memory of our first time came flooding back.

I closed my eyes, running my hands over his chest and feeling his strong firm muscles under my fingertips as we kissed made the spot between my legs flutter and ache for him. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up, feeling my stomach flip when the tanned ripples of his six pack, and broad strong shoulders were revealed.

I stood there with my eyes trailing over his sculpted body for a second in silence, thinking about how perfect he was before he reached down and pulled my shirt up and off too, unhooking the back of my bra and dropping it to the floor.

He looked down and took in the view of my breasts with hungry eyes before crashing his mouth against mine, pulling at my waist to bring me against him again and I could feel his hardness growing. I lifted my arms and wrapped them around his neck, kissing him back with my entire body igniting.

"Dylan I want you so bad," I panted, breaking away from the kiss only long enough to say it before latching onto his lips again. I reached down with one arm and rubbed my hand up and down against the growing erection in his pants and he closed his eyes and groaned against my neck.

"I want you too Brenley. So fucking bad," he growled, pressing my back against the door and biting lightly into the skin of my neck as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, slipping a hand inside my panties and rubbing between my legs.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, letting out a moan as he sucked on my neck while massaging my clit in a circle with me pinned against the door by his tall, strong body. It felt so good I started grinding my crotch against his hand, whimpering into his kiss.

I pulled away from his mouth and moaned out, "Please Dylan. I need you inside me."

His eyes looked down into mine and I could feel his heart pounding against me as he panted. He leaned in and crashed his mouth against mine, kissing me deeply and possessively as I felt two of his long fingers slide up inside me and start pumping in and out.

I moaned into his mouth before pulling back from the kiss. "Don't toy with me Dylan. Not today. Not when it's been so long," I begged.

He slid his fingers out and rubbed them against my clit again, making my skin down there tingle from his touch as he pressed me harder against the door with his body, leaning in close and whispering in my ear with the tickle of his breath on my neck sending a shiver across my skin. "I want you to get off for me baby, really hard and then I'll give you what you want."

Hearing that made my insides flutter as I stood there panting. He leaned down and grabbed the waist of my jeans and panties, pulling them down to the floor and off my feet before he dropped to his knees and pushed me up against the door with a bang, gripping my butt cheeks tight in his hands as he buried his face forcefully between my legs.

I threw my head back, grabbing onto a handful of his hair as the feeling of his tongue assaulting my clit became so overwhelming I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Dylan!" I cried out, slamming my eyes shut and moaning.

An amazing feeling of euphoria built up until it felt like I was about to explode and then my stomach muscles clenched up tight and my body shook with an orgasm stronger than any I had ever felt before. It was an explosion in my core that washed over me like a tidal wave, through every cell in my body, making me tingle and shiver from head to toe. It was the most amazing thing I had ever experienced and I trembled with the aftershock that washed over me, my heart pounding against my chest, with the spot between my legs throbbing and soaking wet. I stood there on wobbly legs, panting.

He pulled back and looked up into my eyes and said, "Now you're ready for me," as he stood up and claimed my mouth with his, kissing me hard and making my legs feel even weaker.

He finally pulled back from the kiss and said, "But, if you want me, you're gonna have to tell me exactly what you want me to do to you."

I opened my eyes and looked up into his, panting and trying to catch my breath. I had never talked dirty to anyone before, but seeing the hunger in his eyes, like he wanted to devour me all night long made me want to play along with him.

I looked up directly into his eyes and then leaned in close to his lips and whispered, "Dylan, I want you," I said slowly and breathy, "to take your hard, throbbing cock and drive it into my wet pussy over and over again, so hard that I scream loud enough to wake up this entire hotel."

His eyes flashed with desire and he said, "I didn't know your sweet, innocent little mouth would say words like that."

I laughed. "Didn't I already prove to you in California that this mouth of mine isn't so innocent?"

He gave me a smirk. "Maybe I need to be reminded," he whispered, looking down at my wet lips and then back up into my eyes. I shot him a sexy, mischievous smile as I reached down and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxer briefs, releasing his long erection standing straight up.

He looked down, watching my every move as I slowly leaned down and took his length in my hands, feeling it twitch and pulse in my grasp. I slipped my mouth over the smooth tip, sliding it past my lips and moving down his length, taking him in as far as I could until he was buried deep in the back of my throat.

I sucked on it and massaged with my tongue as I bobbed my head up and down, pumping the base with my hand as he let out low satisfied groans, gripping a handful of my hair and guiding my head up and down, pushing me to go deeper.

I changed the angle and took him even farther down my throat, making him groan as he tightened his grip on my scalp. Eventually I felt warm liquid hit the back of my throat and I swallowed it down and slowly got up, sliding my mouth up off him and licking off the remainder of liquid that came out of his tip, making his body shudder.

I stood up and looked up at his face and he was looking at me with a mixture of awe and adoration.

"Damn, you're amazing," he said with an exhale and that made my face blush red as I wiped my mouth off with the back of my hand.

He reached over and picked up his wallet off the nightstand, getting out a condom and tearing it open with his teeth, sliding it down onto his hard length.

He didn't waste any time in grabbing me up in his arms, kissing me hard and walking us over to the bed, tossing me down onto the fluffy mattress and climbing on top of me, latching onto my mouth possessively. I loved the way he took control in the bedroom and took the lead.

He took his time and started kissing down my neck and across my collarbone, before working his way down farther, sucking one of my nipples, making me close my eyes and moan as the spot between my legs throbbed, begging for him to be inside me. I felt like I was buzzing from adrenaline and the high of being with him again.

I wanted him so bad I was practically ready to beg for it. I pulled him back up to my mouth and latched onto his lips, kissing him desperately and massaging my tongue against his. I spread my legs wide, one on either side of him as he laid his whole body down onto mine and he didn't waste any more time in finding my entrance and pressing his hardness into it.

As he pushed his way in, I felt my insides being stretched and I laid my head back, closing my eyes.

"Dylan, you feel so good," I moaned.

"So do you Brenley," he said, looking down into my eyes, making sure I was okay as he slowly pushed in further until he was all the way inside me, hitting the back of my insides.

When he saw that I was fine he covered my mouth with his and started moving in and out, slowly speeding up until he was thrusting up into me hard, making me bite my bottom lip. He reached down between us, rubbing between my legs as he drove up into me.

"That feels amazing," I panted, gripping onto the sheets as he rubbed faster against my clit and slammed up into me over and over, making me cry out. "I missed this so much," I panted.

"Me too," he said breathlessly, giving me a flirty smile.

He lifted one of my legs and put it over his opposite shoulder, rolling me onto my side as he straddled my bottom leg between his, and started slamming into me sideways. I squeezed my eyes shut tight and cried out.

He gripped onto my shoulder for leverage to drive himself in even harder and the feeling was so overwhelming I screamed, "Dylan!" and that just made him go even harder.

He rolled me over onto my stomach so I was laying face down and lifted my hips off the bed, positioning himself at my entrance and then gripping my hips tight, driving into me from behind with a hard thrust that made me cry out again desperately.

He reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling it back as he rammed into me over and over, making my head fall back and my mouth fall open, making it harder to hold in my moans and be quiet. I gripped the headboard and squeezed my eyes shut, crying out. It felt so good I couldn't hold it back.

He drove himself up into me so hard the headboard slammed against the wall and I moaned loudly, without caring who heard me.

"You're being too loud baby," he said breathlessly as he drove into me.

"I can't help it. You feel too good to be quiet," I panted.

"Are you talking back?" he asked, smacking my ass cheek hard and then giving it a tight squeeze. "Maybe I need to fill that pretty little mouth of yours up with something to keep you quiet."

That made my insides flutter.

"You have no idea what it does to me when you talk like that," I moaned. "I love it."

That made him go even harder, grabbing the headboard and thrusting faster and deeper into me, over and over, making me scream his name. He was an animal and he lasted so long I thought he was never going to get tired but I wasn't complaining. I could've gone all night.

Finally he thrust into me really hard a couple times before gripping my hips and driving himself in as deep as he could go, holding it there as his body shuddered a few times with his release. He pulled out and collapsed over onto the bed panting and I laid there beside him panting too with my heart feeling like it was going to beat out of my chest. We laid there catching our breath with big smiles on our faces.

He turned on his side and slid a hand onto my bare stomach, looking at me with love in his eyes.

"I know without a doubt you're the one I want to spend the rest of my life with and the sooner we're married the sooner we can start trying to have a baby."

The thought of having his baby made my insides flutter and I couldn't wait.

"I don't have any doubts either Dylan," I whispered with a smile, rolling on my side to face him. "I can't wait to marry you."

"I guess weddings take a while to plan," he whispered. "And I don't want you to feel rushed into anything you're not ready for."

"I'm ready whenever you are. And I don't need a big fancy wedding. I'd rather have a really small one in someone's backyard with just a few close friends and family. Something like that you can throw together in a week," I told him, looking into his eyes, feeling my heart race with adrenaline.

He studied my face for a minute, thinking. Then he raised a hand and tucked some hair behind my ear and whispered, "Next week it is then," with a smile, leaning in for a kiss.