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Chapter 37

Brendon

3:28 AM SATURDAY

The only thought I can manage as I carry Mysti across the threshold isI love you. Staring into her beautiful blue eyes is fucking surreal.

She giggles at me before kissing me passionately as we pass through the wild shenanigans surrounding us. Everyone is going absolutely insane over those fucking fizzy drinks, tossing arms out in our direction, encouraging us to try them.

But I don’t want another goddamn drink; I want my wife.

I want to feel every inch of her silky smooth skin grazing against my own body. She’s so fucking perfect—and I need her to know that now more than ever.

“I fucking love you,” Mysti tells me. “I really, really do.”

I can barely hear it come out, but I see it on her plump lips as I study them before pressing them against my own. Our mouths lock together, and we share short, full kisses, one after another.

“Whoooooo!” we hear within earshot.

Ah, shots.

“What in the fuck is going on in here? What are we missing out on right now?” Mysti begs to know.

I only wish I could give her a clear answer, but I really fucking can’t.

“It looks like everyone started celebrating before they even heard the news!” I say, making light of it.

There are bubbled-over drinks sitting everywhere, faces that are definitelynotlisted as room occupants, and fighting lobsters in one corner of the room. There’s a sound coming from the bathroom that could be straight off the National Geographic channel—either there’s a tiger in there, or someone’s having the most animalistic sex of their lives.

Nothing that my wife and I can’t outdo, though.

We decide—while not having to say anything out loud—that the suite is much too loud. I could tell just by the look on Mysti’s face. So I push us through the pandemonium of our suite into the master bedroom.

I lay Mysti right onto the bed and hold her in a loving embrace.

“Thank you, Brendon,” she says.

She nestles her head against my chest.

“Of course, my love,” I respond.

I lean down as she looks up at me, and we share another passionate kiss.

“Babe, you seem so out of it,” I admit.

As much as I want her, I can’t.

“Me? Noooo, I’m fiiiine,” she argues. “Listen. I already know I’m not gonna fucking remember this in the morning…but I want to.”

“Oh, lord, Mysti.”

“I’m serious! Promise me you’ll help me remember tonight. I’ll make sure you do,” she says, grabbing at my cock through my slacks abruptly, catching me way off-guard.

My cock twitches in my pants as our lips meet and meld with one another. I swear, it’s as though we’re one person. I’m so enraptured by her that I can’t take my mind anywhere else.

As my hand wraps around her tight frame and caresses her side, my thoughts start to go hazy, and I’m overwhelmed with the desire to consummate our marriage.

I reach my hand down to her warm pussy, rubbing the fabric of her dress against her bare pussy lips. She sighs into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine and raising goosebumps all over my body.

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