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“Ess, you’re going to make me cry.”
“You’ve cried enough for today, sweetheart,” I say, stepping behind her. “I think we should replace those cries with screams.”
I take her hand and lead her back to the kitchen. I walk her backward to the counter where the remainder of our wedding cake sits.
I take a dollop of frosting on my fingertip, and with my gaze fixed on her mouth, I say, “Open.”
“Is this payback for what I did earlier?”
“Open.”
She folds her bottom lip beneath her top row of teeth like she’s thinking about it.
I say, “Don’t make me tell you again.”
She’s playful, intentionally denying me what I want. “Why are you being demanding, Essex?”
“Don’t act surprised now. You knew I was this way before you married me.”
Finally complying, she opens her mouth and grabs my finger, licking the frosting off. Licking my finger clean – not wanting to let it go.
I pull my finger from her mouth and lean close to her, grazing her neck with the tip of my nose. I smell the perfume she dabbed on and allow it to intoxicate me. I flick my tongue along her collarbone, feel her body shiver and then look at her again. Nose to nose. Lips to lips. I say, “I’m going to be too much for you, sweetie.”
“You think so?”
“I know so. I’m telling you this now because I don’t want you to be surprised or caught off guard. I want you to embrace everything I’ll do to you because you want to. Because I’m your husband and I’ve been waiting for this moment for as long as I can remember. Tonight, I get to know what it feels like to be inside of your body like you’ve been inside of my mind, and I just may want to stay there until we fuse together. Until you forget what it’s like for us to be apart.”
I tug at the zipper on her dress until it behaves and comes down.
Quintessa shies away, manually holding her gown up. “Essex, we’re not even in the bedroom.”
“There are over twenty rooms in this house, Tessie. Who says we have to be in a bedroom?”
“Nobody, but I was just—”
“Shh…” I say, placing my thumb over her lips. “Stop holding up your dress. Let it fall to the floor.”
“Make me?” she says as if I’d given her any indication I’m in a playful kind of mood. I’m not. I don’t have time for games when I’m this hard up for her love.
“Tessie, why are you messing with me right now?”
“Because it’s so easy to do.”
“Is that right?” I ask, loosening the black bowtie around my neck and unbuttoning my vest, dropping them to the floor where her dress should’ve been by now. I pop off the cufflinks, leave them on the counter. All the while, I never take my eyes off her.
She smiles, but it’s one of those nervous ones. I can always sense when people are nervous around me, especially women. And right now, she’s tense and fidgety. She says, “Look at you. You look so serious.”
“That’s because I am.”
“Essex, you know I was only teasing you.”
“I don’t want to be teased. Let go of your dress. Final warning.”
“Okay,boss. Whatever you want.”
She releases her dress finally so that it falls to the floor. Desire pulls at my gut when I see her in a two-piece sheer ivory lingerie set. Her breasts are full and…perfect. My eyes fall to her flat, quivering stomach and down to her hips that fit perfectly into my hands.
I take in her physique, in awe of her curves. Her beauty. I’ve never seen her this way, which is why I take my time studying, noticing her perfect imperfections – little scars here and there. Her milk chocolate brown skin is giving me Hershey vibes, making my mouth water for the taste of chocolate. I spin her around so her hands are on the counter, then inspect her from behind – getting a full view of what I now own. I notice the dip in the small of her back. My eyes travel down to the curve of her butt. It’s shapely – round and thick – I reach out to touch her there, squeeze and feel the lusciousness of the soft flesh in my hands.
