He’s able to sink deeper into this new position.
“We have to christen the whole house,” he says. “I’ll take you everywhere at some point. How does that sound?”
“Yes,” I moan, arching into him.
“Good. We’ll start with this couch. I’ll take you every way I can think of on it.” He grips my hips and thrusts into me harder.
“Leo,” I beg, not caring how desperate I sound. “I need you. I need to kiss you.”
He gently grabs my throat and arches my neck back, bringing his lips to mine. Every thrust of his hips is powerful. Intense. Electric.
“Feel my cock deep inside of you,” he growls. I choke on my gasp when he thrusts into me.
“Yes,” I whimper. “Yes.”
His pace becomes frantic and wild. My own body arches into him, over and over again. I don’t want this to stop.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
“I love your body, Emma. I love you. All of you.”
I cry out from his words. They fill my soul with healing. With pure happiness.
“I love you too. All of you.” The moment I say this, my orgasm washes over me.
Leo thrusts into me one more time before finding his own release.
“Fuck,” he groans, kissing along my back. “You are mine.”
“And you’re mine.”
We’re both claiming each other. We both want this. Nothing has ever felt so right.
I walk down the aisle of the church in my wedding gown of my own choosing. Leo and I decided to redo our wedding now that we’re in love. Last time, he deceived me into a marriage because he thought I was the enemy. But now, I am choosing this. There’s no deception anywhere in sight.
I walk on my own as I don’t have either of my parents in my life. I never knew my father and as each day that passes, I miss my mother less and less.
My head is held high. I am in love.
Guests join us this time. Gabriel and Rocco and a few of Leo’s other men. Margeret is here. I told her it was a vow renewal since our last wedding didn’t go according to plan. She didn’t need to know all the details.
My life feels more complete now. Full. I got everything I ever wanted.
I reach the end of the aisle and Leo takes my hand, smiling down at me. I smile back as broadly as I can.
The priest starts the ceremony. We recite our vows of love and devotion and honor to each other. It rolls right off my tongue, sounding perfect. No hesitation on either of our parts.
“I, Leo Detti, take this woman, Emma Greco, to be my lawfully wedded wife.”
“And I, Emma Greco, take this man, Leo Detti, to be my lawfully wedded husband.”
“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Again. You may kiss.”
Leo cups my face before placing a gentle kiss to my lips. “My wife.”
“My husband.”
We hold hands as we walk down the aisle, our guests cheering for us, as we start our new life together.
