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He needed her too badly. He needed to keep going, to run from the roar of blood in his ears, to push toward a release that would make the ache in his chest go away. That would make everything clear and calm. An orgasm to purge him of all the longing and pain that were weighing him down.
He gripped her hips, tugged her to meet his body with each movement. He couldn’t get enough. He didn’t think he ever would. He’d never felt like this before. Like he was unraveling at the seams.
She cried out her release and it pushed him over the edge, his climax engulfing him as he leaned forward, hands braced on the mattress on either side of her as he shuddered out his release. His muscles were shaking, his body trembling. It had been the most intense sexual experience of his life.
But it hadn’t taken away the weight. The pain. The confusion.
But it had left one thing deeply rooted in him. She was his.
He moved away from her, lay down on the bed beside her, his legs off the edge like hers, as he tried to catch his breath.
“I will plan the wedding for as soon as it can possibly be coordinated,” he said.
“What?”
He looked over at her, watched her breathe hard. It was rewarding when she was topless. And yes, even with all of his inner turmoil he appreciated the gentle motion of her breasts. Or perhaps, because of the inner turmoil, he appreciated it particularly.
“The wedding. There is no point in putting it off. Your pregnancy is going to become evident soon.” He put his hands on her stomach, it was a bit fuller than the last time he’d done that. A strange surge of pride shot through him, one he didn’t want to examine too closely.
“Maybe I like the maternity bride look.”
“Do you really?”
“No.”
“Okay then, since you’ve made the decision. And since you love me...I see no reason to put it off.”
“You’re high-handed.”
“Yes.”
“You’re the younger man. You’re supposed to be my boy toy, but you’re all alpha and stuff.”
He rolled over and put his hands on either side of her, his chest touching her breasts. “You like it.”
“I do.”
“So don’t complain. We will be married within the next couple of weeks. I’ll hire a coordinator and you can submit all of your ideas to her.”
“Well, that sounds...easy.”
His heart seized up. “You have a complaint about it?”
“No, not at all. Not really. I already kind of just planned a wedding. For the entire last year of my life. And I ended up not going to it, so this is kind of... I don’t really care what this one is like.”
That hit him wrong. “You don’t care what your wedding to me is like after you spent a year planning your wedding to Ajax?”
“Don’t be that way. That’s not what I meant. I’m just... The wedding itself doesn’t seem that important, all things considered. It’s what it means. It’s what our lives will be after.”
