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Taking my hand in his, we walked back down the aisle as man and wife. I’m married. We posed for the required pictures. It was a beautiful day and my dreams were coming true.

Jamie looked at me sternly, “I need a minute alone with you.”

He pulled me behind the gazebo where nobody could see us. My back was against the cool ledge. He pulled me into his arms and slowly lowered his lips to mine. Slow at first, but then I could feel the heat behind his kiss. He ran his hands down my back to my ass. I loved it when he kissed me like he needed my mouth in order to breathe. He pulled away and stared at me. “I love you. Thank you for marrying me.”

Glancing over his shoulder, I thought I saw Katelyn. A visibly pregnant Katelyn. I blinked, and she was gone. I imagined it, I’m sure.

“You look like you just saw a ghost, Stella.”

“I thought I saw someone but there’s no one there.”

“We better get back before people start looking for us,” he said.

After a few hours, Jamie looked at me, and I knew it was time, “I believe I’ve shared you for long enough.”

I giggled, and we said goodbye to everyone.

“Do you know how beautiful you are, Stella?”

I moaned softly.

“This dress is stunning, but I’m dying to see what’s underneath.”

“It’s picked out just for you.”

“I like that.”

We step into the elevator and Jamie glances at me as his lips curve upward into a smirk, “I should fuck you in this elevator before we leave.”

“You think so?”

“I know so.”

I giggled, “There’re cameras, I’m sure.”

He moved in front of me and lowered his lips to my ear, “I can’t wait to watch you come.”

His words always make me dizzy with need.

He moaned in my ear, “You’re mine, Stella. I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

The elevator door opened on the thirteenth floor. I looked at Jamie and he pulled me out.

“Jamie?”

“A special night deserves a special room, Stella.”

“I told you our room was fine.”

“It’s not good enough for you on our wedding night. I want it to be everything you’ve ever dreamed of, baby.”

The doors opened, and he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I squealed as he smacked my ass.

He opened the door and carried me in before setting me down.

It was definitely nicer than our deluxe suite.

There was a black leather couch with several chairs in the large living room area. A full kitchen was off to the right.

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