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“What’s the matter, Sunny? You look like you’re going to cry. Was this not a good idea?” Fuck, if it wasn’t, I was going to need her to wait here before we set foot into our bedroom.
“No, this is… perfect.” She laughed. “I’ve never had anyone go out of their way for me.” She looked over her shoulder, and her lips wobbled. “Is that a cake!”
“It’s our wedding day. We need cake. I thought we could feed one another.” Shit! Is that an antiquated tradition?
“I love that.” She hugged me and rested her head on my chest. I held on to her tightly, loving the feeling of her body pressed against mine. I love you. The words clung to my tongue. I wanted to say them so fucking badly it made my poor heart ache. But I was afraid it would be a little too much too soon.
“Dance with me?” I asked, bending to grab the remote I’d set on the couch and pressing a button.
“Theres no mus—" When the soft sound started to play through the sound system in the house, she smiled. “This is so much more than I could have ever imagined, March!”
“Is that a yes?”
“It’s a yes. I’ll dance with you anytime you want, honey.”
“Be careful when offering things like that, beautiful.” I brought her closer. We started to sway back and forth. I pressed my lips to her temple. “I might take you up on it, and something you gotta know about your husband is that I love to dance.”
“Show me,” she challenged with a sparkle in her eyes. I laughed in a way I hadn’t done in a long time. Fuck, if I really thought about it, I wasn’t sure I ever had.
We danced nice and close in the living room.
As I spun her and held her close, our bodies felt like they’d been created for the other. We fit perfectly together. The country love songs playlist had been set on shuffle, but love song after love song seemed to become the soundtrack to our day. Soft touches turned firm, and soft shy glances with sweet smiles changed. The air around us turned thick. Heady. I could tell by the way her cheeks turned pink and her little nipples seemed to be straining against her pretty, white wedding dress that she felt like I did.
Our breathing had changed, too.
Shallow and breathy. My nose skimmed along hers, and I felt myself grin at the hungry little sound she made. “You’re in charge here, Sunny. That understood?”
“March.” She whispered my name like a prayer, and my cock throbbed. The fucker was straining against my dress slacks like it was dying to get closer to her. Just the thought of her touching me, stroking my dick, had me close to the verge of spilling my seed like some damn teenager.
I was older. I wasn’t some kind of choirboy when it came to women. But while I danced with my wife and watched the way she seemed to rub against me, innocently pressing her body as close as we could possibly get, I felt like a damn virgin.
Like this was a first.
A first and last.
She was it for me.
Sunny was under my skin and in my damn blood after only a couple of days, and I couldn’t wait to see how much deeper she could get.
“Sunny,” I groaned her name. She leaned in and kissed me. I knew I was losing the battle of making the moment last for her. Our lips matched the steps we made on our makeshift dance floor, and when I couldn’t get myself to focus on anything but her mouth, I picked her up and moved to the couch I’d pushed against the wall. With her curvy body on my lap, my hand pulled her head closer to mine, and that’s when sparks really flew. Like fireworks, we went off.
Our kisses were wet and deep and explorative.
And we didn’t stop until her lips were nice and swollen and the two of us were so damn breathless our lungs burned. “March,” she moaned.
“We can stay here, and if this is all we do, I’m more than fucking happy and grateful for it,” I shared.
“I’m not,” she pouted. My brows rose. “I want you, handsome.”
“You have me,” I reassured her. My hands couldn’t seem to get enough of her as I stroked the side of her face. My fingers got lost in the strands of her dark hair. “What is it?” I asked. I could tell she wanted to say something.
“Will you stay here? Give me a minute? I kinda... I have a surprise of my own.”
“Baby—"
“Please.”
“Okay.” I swallowed hard.
