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“You’re not alone,” I assure Harlow as I bring her close again and whisper in her ear, “Aloha au ia 'oe.” When she searches my face for the meaning, I tell her in low tones, “I love you.”
“Noah…”
She’s afraid to admit she loves me, too. I’m almost convinced she does. A hundred times in a hundred ways every day, she says or does something to prove it. For whatever reason, the words are trapped in her heart. But I have a year with her now. I’ll coax them out.
“Shh.Nou No Ka `I`ini.” I untie the delicate white sash around her dress and let it flutter to the floor. “I desire you.”
Before she can answer, I place my fingertip at the hollow of her neck and trace my way down to the hint of cleavage visible above her dress. Her eyes drift shut with a sigh.
“Touch me,” she murmurs. “I want you so much…”
I lower the zipper down her back. “In good time, wahine.”
“Wife?” she asks breathlessly as the dress clings only to her shoulders.
“Exactly.”
Seconds later, I push the fabric down one arm, then the other. The gown slithers to her feet, revealing a gift that leaves me hard and aching and amazed that this woman ismine.
“You looked beautiful in your wedding dress, but this…” I blow out a harsh breath. “Whoa.”
I have no words to describe Harlow standing before me in a creamy-white baby doll made entirely of transparent lace—except the silk covering her nipples and the underwires supporting her plump breasts. A big bow at the bottom of the silk shows off her tiny waist and the long line of her flat abdomen before tapering down to the flare of her hips and the shadow between her thighs, barely covered by a gossamer strip of peekaboo silk.
I’m going to lose my mind before I get my hands—and my mouth—on all of her.
“You’re beyond gorgeous,” I finally finish. “But what you’re wearing is dangerous.”
She raises a brow at me. “Dangerous? It’s not the kind of outfit I’d wear if I wanted to Krav Maga your ass.”
“It’s the kind of outfit you wear to seduce a man.” My fingers skim down, knuckles brushing the swells of her breasts. “And trust me, you’re going to get fucked.”
“Oh? I thought you’d make me feel tender and adored, like a delicate flower, on our wedding night,” she baits me with a flutter of her lashes.
“I will,” I assure her, caressing her hair back from her face before cupping her nape. “When we leave here in the morning, you’ll have no doubt I value you above everything else. But you’ll also be wrung out, deliciously sore, and smiling.”
“You say the sweetest things, you big hunk of romance.” She winks.
I chuckle as I undo the bow of her nightie and watch it loosen around her body. “I’m the most romantic bastard you’ll ever be married to.”
As the garment falls into my palms, I lean in to kiss my bride again, the way I’ve wanted to since the officiant said I could earlier this afternoon. As before, our lips meet, slow and sweet, clinging and brushing. A spark. A tingle. A thrill racing through my body as I peel away the rest of her clothing and leave her in nothing except the diamonds I bought to fasten around her neck and the ring I put on her finger.
“That may be, but…aren’t you overdressed?”
I send her a lazy grin as I shrug out of my suit coat, bow tie, and shirt. Harlow’s breath catches as she caresses her way up my bare chest as if she can’t stop herself from touching me. I let her palm my shoulders and my pectorals as I unhook the fastening at my fly and yank down my zipper. I toss everything onto a nearby chair and face her, wearing absolutely nothing.
“This what you had in mind?”
She eyes my cock, saluting her at full staff. I had her last night…and this morning—hard. It doesn’t matter, though. I’m beyond eager to sink inside Harlow again, to make our union official in every way.
“I think you’ll have to come a bit closer,” she coaxes.
“Why don’t you get on the bed, lie on your back, and spread your legs for me?”
She blinks…but I don’t change course.
I haven’t forgotten her reaction to my subtle hint of dominance our first night together. I’ve waited, bided my time until I thought she trusted me enough to give me not only her body but her free will for a night. I’m not sure how she’ll react, if I’m asking for too much, too soon. But some part of her wants a man she can trust, who will take care of her in every way. I’m hoping she’ll let me start here and now.
“What?” She sounds somewhere between shocked and breathlessly aroused.
