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I glanced toward August, who silently nodded back at me. “Come,” I said, offering my hand. The band started playing as she placed her delicate fingers in mine, and I gently pulled her toward me, inhaling the sweet aroma of her vanilla perfume.
“Where are we going?” she questioned, her breath a whisper against my neck.
“Our first dance, baby,” I whispered, my fingers digging into her hips as I guided her to the middle of the room. Every eye in the room followed as I confidently positioned our bodies in the perfect spot. I held her close, so close that I could feel the heat of her body radiating through me and her heart beating rapidly against my chest. A soft smile tugged at her lips.
“How did you know that this is exactly what I wanted to do?”
The intensity of my gaze pierced into hers, and I crushed my lips against hers. Her body melted into mine as I deepened the kiss, wanting—no, needing—to prove to her that this was just the beginning. We pulled apart, my hands still gravitating toward her hips, and the fire in her eyes burning hotter than before.
I could feel the music reverberating in my chest, overwhelming me with its intensity. Drawing Christine closer, I began to move, though admittedly clumsily. I used to be so awkward in the face of her grace and beauty, but now I wanted to push myself and be that man she so deserved.
As I guided us around the room, I heard her humming along with the melody. I was in awe of her and the effect she had on me. My heart raced as my desire to kiss her consumed me, but instead, I whispered into her ear how much I had missed her and how determined I was to never let her go again. Tears filled Christine’s eyes, as if she could feel my love as strongly as I did, and she smiled up at me, pressing herself even closer against my chest.
In that moment, I knew that this was only the beginning. My love for Christine had been reignited, and nothing would be able to separate us again.
My heart was pounding as we moved together, passionately swaying to the music. I was adamant that this time, nothing would get in the way of us being together and making a life. I wanted to forget the past and start afresh. Everything around me seemed perfect—like it should have been all along.
My gaze locked with hers as I spoke in a low whisper, “Come with me.” And I grabbed her hand, leading her through the crowd and down the hall. August gave me an approving nod as we passed, and Atticus looked envious—like he wished he could come with us. He’d be in for some serious trouble if he didn’t stick to what the doctor told him about no strenuous activities for six weeks.
I could feel the tension between us as I pushed open the door and we stepped into the hall, ready to seize our future together.
I shoved us into the secluded sitting room, my heat enveloping her completely. Her curves pushed against my body with a wantonness that I desperately wanted to fulfill.
“Christine,” I grunted against her lips, knowing full well that we were taking a chance by being alone together.
“Yes?” she whispered back, her eyes full of anticipation.
“Be quiet,” I commanded gruffly, “or your husband and guests will hear you scream.”
She nodded before my mouth descended on hers and I plundered her with an aggressive passion that was both desperate and fierce. My hands roamed over her body as my teeth sunk into her soft lips, sending a shiver through her as her moans filled the room. Clothes were quickly torn off in our haste to join our bodies together, and I smiled as I ripped open the bodice of her gown and exposed her breasts to my hungry gaze.
I was overwhelmed by sensations. The satin-smooth feel of her hands as they caressed my face. The softness of her skin brushing against mine. The warmth of her breath on my skin.
I captured her lips, exploring hungrily as I lingered on her every gasp. “Damn, you’re stunning,” I uttered in reverence.
Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation of my lips on hers, her tongue matching mine in every beautiful curve and arch.
My hand ran its way down her body and slipped beneath the lace of her panties. She shuddered at my touch, and I moved eagerly, sinking two fingers deep inside her core. She gasped at the sensation, nails digging into my flesh as she arched against my hand. The wetness quickly grew, coating my digits as I moved them with an increasing ferocity. Our eyes locked as I took her, and I admired the way it made her shudder.
I pressed a kiss below her ear and whispered fiercely, “I want to see my cum leaking out of that tight cunt of yours on your wedding night, baby.”
My grip on her tightened as I whispered in her ear, “Come for me, baby.” I felt her shudder in my arms as my skilled fingers tormented her clit, and a wild scream escaped her lips. She was close, so I increased the pressure, circling around the bundle of nerves. I wanted to hear her moans. I wanted to hear her sounds of pleasure. I wanted to hear her scream my name.
A guttural cry ripped from her throat as I pushed her over the edge and waves of pleasure washed through her body. Her walls constricted around my fingers, milking every last ounce of pleasure from my touch. I savored the moment as I held her close, inhaling her scent and reveling in the satisfaction of knowing that I had given her such pleasure.
“Holy fuck,” she breathed against me, clinging to my body as she slowly came back down to reality.
I smiled against her neck and gently kissed it. “You’re such a good girl, coming all over my fingers when I tell you to,” I said with a satisfied smirk. “Now, I’m going to taste you, baby,” I said while walking her over to a chaise lounge in the corner of the room.
My need for her was insatiable. I put her back on it and spread her legs, as my eyes glowed with deep desire at the sight of her dripping pussy. I could smell the sweetness of her arousal, and I wanted to consume every inch of it. With my tongue, I teased and tasted her swollen clit, and she groaned wildly in pleasure. She was so unbelievably delicious and I made sure to savor every moment of this experience. My hands kneaded her skin while my mouth feasted on her flesh. Her body trembled and shook as she gave into me and allowed me to take complete control of her pleasure. I licked harder and faster until finally, she screamed out as another orgasm hit her hard.
I settled heavily on top of her, my hands fisting her long locks as I forced her lips open with my tongue. My chest rubbed against hers, and I felt my cock harden even more with desire. With the tip of my tongue, I explored the depths of her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her as I claimed her.
Her legs opened further to accommodate me, and I seized this opportunity. With ardent intent, I thrust my fingers inside her pulsing core as her hips lashed nearer to me. Her breath hitched in her chest as her mouth opened with wonder and delight. The sweetness of her breath was almost orgasmic in its own right.
“Ahhh…” she sighed out in pleasure, her body shuddering beneath mine with each exquisite movement of my fingers.
I could feel the beginnings of her orgasm grip around me as a feral growl ripped through me. I wanted more. I wanted to feel her come apart beneath me, to make her surrender completely to me and only me.
