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"Okay." She snuggled back in against me, her attention on the screen. As the movie played, I had a hard time watching. I couldn't take my eyes off my wife, this incredible woman who was so independent yet still gave herself over to me.
She was breathtaking in the moonlight and the flickering light of the movie. I had to reach out, to run my fingers along the skin of her arm and watch goosebumps break out across her body at my touch, to brush the hair off of her face, or place soft kisses along her jaw. I always needed Amara, but my need for her was almost overwhelming now. I was starting to think planning a long night like this with our friends had been a mistake.
The look of pure joy on Amara's face, though, made me glad I'd gone with my instincts on the kind of night she'd want instead of putting my own wants first. If I'd had my way, I'd have carried her down the aisle straight to the bedroom.
When the final credits of the movie rolled, Zen told everyone they could continue the celebration at his house, leaving Amara and me on the beach with a wink. He knew what my last, and most important, surprise of the night for my wife was. I just hoped she'd love it as much as I thought she would.
My heart started thumping wildly as I turned to face Amara. I had no idea what she'd think of this next surprise, and if she hated it, I'd feel like shit because I'd done something huge without checking with her first. It was a big risk.
"Honey, I've got one last surprise for you tonight, but if you hate it, I won't be offended, so please just be honest, okay?" I rubbed her knuckles with my thumb.
She nodded slowly. "Okay…"
I stood up, pulling her with me, and we both dusted the sand off of ourselves. I pulled her up the beach towards the dark house in front of the stretch of beach we'd just watched the movie on.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"Almost there." I didn't want to give anything away. I pulled her up the stairs onto the deck and opened the back door. Before we could go inside, I bent down and lifted her bridal-style into my arms, carrying her over the threshold. Even though I didn't want to let her go, I set her down once we were inside so I could turn on the lights.
"What is this?" She looked around as the lights came on in the empty house, taking in the whitewashed wood floors and open floor plan.
"Our house." I leaned against the wall and let her take everything in.
"What?" She spun around, and her eyes settled back on me. "What do you mean?"
I pushed off the wall and crossed the room back to her, taking her into my arms. "Zen's neighbors gave him a heads up they were moving about a month ago. Instead of letting it go on the market, he told me, and I put in an offer. We closed on it yesterday, so it's officially ours. That is if you want it to be."
Her eyes got big and round. "You bought the house next door from my best friend? For us?"
"I did. Is that okay?" I watched her expression, refusing to blink as my heart pounded through my chest.
She threw her arms around me as her eyes watered. "Is that okay? It's fucking perfect. You're perfect. This is the best thing anyone has ever done for me. Well, second best since you gave me this little one." She pulled her arm off of me and rubbed her stomach.
Leaning down, I kissed her, and the kiss quickly turned heated. Pulling back, I ran my tongue along her jaw, humming against her skin. "You taste so fucking good."
She moaned, turning around in my arms, so her back was to my front, pressing her ass against my already rock-hard cock. She grabbed my hand and ran it up her body, stopping when I got to her magnificent tits. I grabbed a handful, and she writhed against me, moaning my name.
I ran my other hand up her body, stopping at her mouth as she sucked my finger inside, swirling her tongue around and making me shudder. Fuck, she was talented with that mouth.
Massaging her tit with my hand over her dress, I suddenly was very aware of how many layers separated us. I let go and ran my hand down her back, finding the zipper for her dress and tugging it down slowly, kissing every inch of smooth skin revealed during the torturous descent. She shivered, and I'd never seen anything more beautiful than my wife's responsiveness to my touch.
Finally, I moved her dress off her shoulders, kissing each one as it was bared in front of me. Her beautiful caramel skin was silky and supple under my lips. Her dress pooled at her feet, and she stood before me in nothing but a white lace thong.
"You weren't wearing a bra?" I choked out.
She glanced over her shoulder at me with a wicked grin and sparkling eyes. "Nope."
I groaned, my head falling back as I closed my eyes and tried to collect myself. At the rate we were going, I wasn't going to make this a very enjoyable night for her. I was going to come as soon as I got inside her like some horny teenage virgin. That wasnothappening, especially not on our wedding night.
Not a fucking chance.
I pulled her back against me, burying my nose in her hair and breathing her in. "I've been dreaming about this ever since you said yes."
"Me, too, True." She stepped forward out of my grasp and walked into the kitchen, resting her hands on the edge of the counter and bending forward before she tossed her hair over her shoulder and looked back at me, her eyes filled with heat. "Come fuck me."
She didn't have to tell me twice. I shrugged off my suit jacket and tossed it on the floor before unbuttoning my shirt and slipping it off. I stopped just before I got to her and let my eyes rake over every bare inch of her body. I thought she was hot before, but seeing her carrying my baby did insane things to my sex drive. I didn't think I'd ever seen anything sexier.
I fell to my knees and crawled between her legs, kissing up her inner thighs slowly. I trailed hot kisses up and up, inching higher toward the spot I knew drove her crazy. Pulling her panties down her legs, I traced my finger gently along her wet slit. I ran it back and forth, circling her clit slowly but never quite giving her the pressure I knew she wanted.
