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I trailed my kisses lower, tracing his pectoral muscles with my tongue, and he moaned. I shivered with pure female satisfaction. He wanted me. He reached down and undid my bra—the lucky penny fell out and pinged against the floor, making me laugh throatily. "No pockets," I mumbled as his lips closed over mine again. He gently took my breasts in his hands, rubbing my nipples in circles with his thumbs. I leaned into him, moaning with ecstasy and relief. This feels so right. I've been waiting for this.
Lucas ran his hands over my body and pulled me against him. His erection, enormous and thick, pressed against my belly. His tongue searched my mouth, and I gave myself to him, surrendering to the urgency of his touch.
He laid me down on the bed, his glorious, naked body above me. Lucas pushed the hair off my face and just watched me for a moment, trailing a finger over my features as though he were memorizing them. Then he leaned in and kissed me again, deep and pro
bing. I spread my legs a little, offering myself to him, yearning for him. He slid a finger inside of me slowly, testing me, and I moaned, bucking against him, wanting more. I grabbed his muscled ass and pulled him closer, running the head of his cock over my sex, getting it slick and wet, arching my back in an attempt to join our bodies.
"Please," I whispered.
"Like I could wait." Lucas entered me then, his hard length filling me all at once, and I cried out. He buried himself in me, and my body stretched to accommodate his. He moved slowly at first, making sure I was comfortable with how big he was. I moaned, loving how he filled me. I ran my hands greedily down his muscled back. I'd been wanting to touch him more than I'd admitted to myself.
He thrust again, groaning, and my pussy quaked around him. I grabbed his ass and pushed him deeper into me, wanting to feel all of him, wanting him to overtake me. His body listened to mine. His long, deep strokes pushed me to the edge almost immediately.
He leaned up, and I drank in the sight of his taut, muscled body, the cords standing out on his neck. He didn't take his eyes off of me. I felt like he was trying to devour me with his body, and I was all for it. I was on the edge, my vision blurring around the edges as his thrusts got deeper and more urgent. I felt my orgasm circling me, large and powerful. "Come in me," I pleaded. "I want to feel you."
"Oh fuck. Blake." And then he did come, hard, filling me as my body clenched around him, and I cried out. He cursed as his body shuddered on top of me. After we stilled, Lucas rolled to the side and pulled me into his arms, cradling me against his chest.
His breathing became rhythmic and shallow as he held me. As I started to drift off, I realized two things: I'd never orgasmed with a client before. Not ever. And I'd certainly never fallen asleep in one's arms.
LUCAS
I woke up with Blake in my arms. It was the strangest feeling. I was wearing a wedding band, and I had my arms wrapped around a beautiful woman, who happened to be my wife.
We'd consummated the marriage. Thank God I'd had a proper excuse, because now that we'd done it, I could finally admit to myself how much I'd wanted to. Since I'd met her, Blake had been all I could think about. When I'd seen her in her wedding dress last night, heading toward me, there was only one thing I'd wanted: her.
I watched her as she slept, her hair tumbling over the sheets. She looked beautiful and innocent. I looked at the engagement ring and wedding band on her hand, my mother's bangle still on her wrist. This seemed so real.
And if it seemed real to me, I probably didn't have to worry about Serena. Or anyone else.
I slid out of bed and grabbed my phone, shooting off a quick text to Jake:
Please tell everyone thanks for coming last night. My bride and I are staying in today, so we won't see you all off. Give everyone our love.
Jake responded immediately:
Did you give Blakey your love last night?
Much to my chagrin, he included a winking emoji.
With a frown, I tapped out a reply:
Fuck off. Go back to Washington.
I could practically see Jake leering as I read his next message:
Love you too, bro. Congratulations. You win. You have the hottest wife I've ever met.
I smiled a little at that. Then I ordered room service. When it arrived, I made sure everything was meticulously arranged before I headed back to the bedroom.
Blake was lying in bed, staring at her rings as if mesmerized. She jumped when I came in and stuck her hands back under the blankets. "Good morning." She sounded as if she were trying to play it cool.
"Good morning." I smiled at her. "Sorry to interrupt you."
"You didn't—oh well, yes you did. I was staring at how my rings sparkled." She sat up, smiling at me sheepishly, and I felt a rush just from looking at her.
"Are you hungry?"
She nodded. "I'm starving."
