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Once we’re inside, we both let out a sigh at the same time.
“People-ing is exhausting,” she admits. “But I’m so happy they were all there. My parents. The Lockes. Hayden and Savannah. Your parents. Liam and Mason. My sisters. So blessed to have them all in our lives.”
“We are. And I’m so blessed to have you,” I admit, and she takes two steps forward and removes the space between us. As our mouths touch, we become more ravenous for one another as the seconds tick by.
“I’m the lucky one,” she says between pants and moans.
No matter how many times I have her, it’s not enough, and it never will be. I’ve imagined being engaged to her since the moment we pretended to be married. Then I never thought it would happen. Being friend-zoned was a bitch.
She teases me with her mouth as she nibbles on my bottom lip. I need her but can’t rush this, not tonight. We have forever, and I want to take my time and live in the moment with her, appreciating every curve of her body.
Gently, I brush my fingers across the soft skin of her neck, reaching behind her and unzipping the dress that fit her like a glove. It falls to the ground, and my eyes light up when I notice the lacy lingerie she wore just for me. It’s a nice surprise, and I’m ready to rip every thread from her body, but instead, I appreciate and study her as she stands confidently waiting for me.
“I love it when you look at me like that,” she says just over a whisper, her breasts rising and falling.
“Like what?” I tease.
“Like I’m the Mona Lisa, and you know why I’m smiling.”
I snicker. “Because I do.”
Hooking my fingers in her panties, I move them to the side. She’s wet as fuck and lets out a small moan when I brush across her clit.
“I can’t wait any longer,” she desperately pleads. “I need you now.”
When she looks at me with so much want in her eyes as she is right now, it makes me weak in the goddamn knees. I lead her to the bedroom where she carefully undresses me, taking her time undoing each button, then lightly brushes her fingertips across my stomach. Her touch drives me absolutely in-fucking-sane. Soon I’m standing naked, teasing her as I remove her bra and panties, touching the softness of her breasts and skin. After I lay her down, I kiss up her stomach, sucking and flicking my tongue against the taut peak of her nipple, then not allowing the other to go untouched.
Lennon runs her fingers through my hair, tugging and writhing underneath me, waiting for me to enter as I tease at her opening.
“Please,” she begs, and I can’t hold out any longer. Parting her legs and pressing her heels against my ass, she forces me inside her, and the emotions that swarm through me are so intense, I nearly see stars. We take it slow, making love, enjoying each other, completely encapsulated in the moment, in the breathlessness, in the kisses.
We’re one, moving together in rhythm, and I never want this to end as she moans out my name and scratches her nails down my back. Pain mixed with pleasure, the exact definition of our relationship, the foundation of what our love was built on. But somehow, we made it together, not the same people we were when we met, different and now stronger. We’re two beautifully broken people who uses the other as glue to hold it all together. There is no me without her and vice versa. What we have will last a lifetime.
I remind her how much I love her, and thank her for agreeing to be my wife as we lose ourselves in the moment to never be found. The orgasms shakes through us, and as we come down from our high, all we can do is smile.
After we clean up, I hold her in my arms and promise never to let her go. I kiss her forehead then gently brush my fingers against her arm as she lies across my chest, listening to my heart beat. It’s only ever felt like this with Lennon, as if my body and soul were created for this woman. From the moment I laid eyes on her, she unlocked something deep inside me, and I knew she was the one. I always knew as much as I tried to fight it.
All is quiet, and eventually, she speaks. “That night at the bar, when we first met, what were you really thinking?”
“That I didn’t believe in love at first sight until I met you,” I say.
She looks up at me and grins. “I love you,” she tells me, sleep evading her.
“I love you too, sweetheart. Now and forever. I’m so happy you’re mine.” I hold her tight, and I’m pretty sure the smile on my face is permanent.
