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“Something like that.” He went over to shut the door and loosened his tie as he walked back to sit beside me. After setting my legs across his lap, he removed my flats and started rubbing my foot.
Damn. A girl could get used to this kind of treatment.
“How did the pictures turn out?” he asked.
I took out my phone to show him the three pictures the officiant had taken of us at the altar. We looked good together, but I did feel a pang as I examined the photos myself. It would’ve been nice to have worn a beautiful wedding dress and veil.
“Are we spending the night here?” Could this become the first time we slept in the same bed together?
“I thought we would. I don’t have any early meetings, so I figured we’d order in a big room service breakfast tomorrow, then go home, shower, and change before driving into the office later in the morning.”
My smile was the silly kind until he added his next words.
“This suite has two bedrooms, and I was told it has a great view of the strip.”
Damn. Separate bedrooms again. Even on our wedding night. I was grateful when he got up to check out the view.
“Come see this, Addy.”
I got up and had to admit the view was spectacular. “It’s beautiful.”
He moved behind me, his breath caressing my neck. “You’re beautiful. I can’t tell you how happy you’ve made me today. I feel like I’m going to wake up in the morning and realize it’s only a dream.”
I turned to throw my arms around him. “You make me happy too.”
The way he kissed me took my breath away. Like I was the most precious thing in the world to him. Like he’d never get enough.
I shuddered when his hands peeled my dress off my shoulders, his lips tracing where the material had just been. It was as if he wanted to savor every square inch of me.
Once my dress had pooled at my feet, he took my mouth again, this time with urgency. Not one to be denied, I bit down gently on the tender flesh of his bottom lip, loving the way a growl rumbled from his chest. His fingers threaded through my hair, taking control.
Desire pooled between my legs when one of his hands caressed down my stomach to tease the top lace of my panties. I shifted my hips, grinding against his hand, searching for relief.
“Not yet. I need to taste you,” he murmured, picking me up and carrying me through a set of French doors to a king-sized bed. There he laid me gently on the mattress. “Lose the panties.”
“Lose the shirt.”
I loved the way my retort made his lips twitch.
In a matter of seconds all clothing was shed. But he didn’t move to touch me. Not yet. Instead his heated gaze tracked down my entire body like he wanted to memorize every detail. His throat bobbed with a swallow. “You’re so fucking beautiful, and to know you’re carrying my child is—”
I leaned up on my elbows. The catch in his throat caused me to start feeling emotional too. “Is what?” I asked thickly.
“Is more than I can ever deserve.”
I was baffled. “What makes you say that?”
He shook his head as if shaking away whatever had come over him. “It’s nothing. Nothing at all.”
After kissing my neck with soft nibbles, he slid down to my breasts where he lavished attention on each one, sucking, biting, and kneading them gently. I glided my hands down his shoulders to his biceps, marveling in the strength of him.
Although his erection was nudged against my thigh, he made no move to fill me. Not yet. Reaching down, I stroked him, marveling as always at the contrast of the metal piercings with the soft skin. His grunt of pleasure made me smile.
But he remained unhurried, moving up so he could capture my lips again with tenderness. It felt as if the dynamic between us was shifting. Maybe he was putting into touch what he couldn’t put into words.
I moved restlessly, needing him like I’d never needed him before. Craving the feel of him being inside of me.
“Look at me,” he demanded hoarsely.
