“Fuck, how do you always feel this good?” Trevor growled as he pushed himself inside of Maggie. He’d only started to pump inside of her and he could already feel his climax taking over. How in the hell did she do that?

He looked at her hand and saw the engagement ring he’d bought her the day after he proposed. It glistened as it hit the sunshine from their window. He still couldn’t believe he was actually going to be marrying the woman of his dreams. And, in less than a few months at that. He loved that she proudly wore his ring. Even at auditions. His eyes quickly shot to the pile of wedding magazines that were on the floor by the bed. Lexi had clearly taken the “maid of honor” duties to the extreme. Something he was trying to get used to. Danny wasn’t pushing his way into all the planning and he was the best man.

Damn, he still couldn’t believe he’d asked Danny to stand next to him. But, honestly, he couldn’t see it any other way. They had gotten pretty close as the weeks went on. Everything was falling into place.

“Once you go fat you never go back.” What the fuck did she just say?

He slapped her ass. “If you ever say that again, I’ll make it so you can’t sit for a week.”

She turned to look at him over her shoulder. “And, I’ll sick Pocket on you.”

He narrowed his eyes, pulling all the way out of her.

“What, no! Get back here you, moody bastard,” she growled.

He sat on the edge of the bed and crossed his arms over his chest. He looked at his dick that was now protesting its sudden absence of a perfectly wet, warm hug.

“Trevor, don’t make me hurt you.” Maggie jumped from her position on all fours and stood in front of him.

“I won’t allow you to say shit like that.”

“I was only joking.” She lowered herself to her knees. “Besides, I know you love me just the way I am.” She reached out, stroking him lightly.

He tried to suppress the sensation running through his body but was failing miserably. Her hot little hand moving up and down his member made him lose all coherent thought. Before she could take him into her mouth, though, he turned his body. “I will not let you use me.”

“Oh, for the love of the universe.” She looked at the ceiling. “Why did you give me a man that has worse mood swings than teenage girls on their periods?”

“I’m not moody,” he answered. “I just hate when you talk crap about yourself.” He turned back to her. She was so beautiful. Her breasts hung freely and bounced as she moved. The only thing she wore was his engagement ring.

Sighing, Maggie took a calming breath. “I’m sorry, Trev. I didn’t mean it. Honestly, I was just joking. It was a dumb thing to say. Do you forgive me?” She batted her eyelashes and moved her body slightly so her breasts would sway. Damn, she was a master at distracting him. “You’re forgiven.”

He stood, before pulling her into his arms. “Don’t do it again, though.” He then lightly tossed her onto the bed with a squeal of excitement from her. Climbing between her legs he positioned himself at her entrance. She instantly arched her back accepting him. The second he was fully inside of her, he lost it. “Marry me,” he said.

“Dummy, what do you think this is?” She held up her left hand before dropping it and moaning when he hit her spot.

“Damn straight you are.” He started to move faster inside of her. He was about to explode when he heard Pocket take his famous running jump into their bedroom door. The cat hated being locked out of a room and would do anything to fight his way inside. Unfortunately for them, they needed to have the door shut or Pocket would do anything in his power to mess with them.

“Not again,” Maggie said.

“Ignore him.” Trevor started to move inside of her again, slowly building to where they were. Man, he loved this woman. Sure, he wanted to kill her half the time, but his love for her outweighed the need to strangle her.

“We need to get him a friend. Someone he can play with instead of trying to screw with us.”

“Really?” he asked as he stopped moving inside of her. “You want to talk about this now?”

She innocently looked at him, her cheeks red. “I guess this isn’t a good time.”

He rolled his hips causing a moan to escape from her. “Ya think?”

“No, you’re right,” she said. “Right now, I want you deep inside of me.”

He couldn’t argue with that. He started to move once again making sure to hit her spot every time he thrust. He felt his climax once again returning and he could feel Maggie’s walls clenching around him. He only needed to push one more time-

“I’m here! Come on, Mag’s, we got lots of wedding planning to do!”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” Trevor yelled as he looked down at Maggie.

“Uh,” she said. “Maybe I shouldn’t have given Lexi a key.”

His eyes started to twitch. Maggie was going to be the death of him.

“Fuck it!” He started to thrust inside of her once again. Wedding planning was just going to have to wait.