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Through the ceremony, I waited. The vows seemed to slip from my mouth. To have and to hold, till death do us part. I meant every word, and as we smiled at one another, it came time to join hands. To put on the wedding bands, and be made one as man and wife.
And then, it was time, briefly, for someone else to be the star of the show. We both turned our heads and watched as Cassie processed down the aisle of the church, guided by Janine. She carried a blue velvet cushion. On top of it were two tiny golden rings.
Cassie came to the foot of the aisle and held up the cushion.
“I love you, momma,” she said as I bent down to take my ring.
“I love you too, pumpkin,” I said. And I did. I’ll love my daughter Cassie for the rest of my whole life.
But even I was shocked by what happened next. As Eric bent down to take his ring, Cassie whispered something else so quietly I couldn’t hear.
It wasn’t until later that Eric told me what she’d said to him:
“I love you as well, Mr. Grumpy.”
The party at the Hiltman was in full swing by the time we got to the hotel. Everyone had arrived. A jazz band played in one corner, and people were raising their glasses as we came in.
My dad was the first to make a toast.
“To my beautiful daughter,” he said. “And my best friend.”
There was thunderous applause as they drained their glasses. We sat down for a delicious meal. But Eric and I could hardly eat a thing. We were transfixed by each other, seeing each other as if for the first time.
And then, lust rose in me like I never knew before.
It started with me slipping my hand over his. With him gracefully rubbing my leg under the soft, silk fabric of the dress as we chatted together. But our hearts were beating as one, and with them, the desire grew insatiable.
After the tables were cleared, he whispered in my ear.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
I leaned up and whispered to him, my hand steadying myself on his strong shoulder. I was giddy with girlish delight as I said:
“I think we ought to take this upstairs. Just for a minute.”
InEric’senormousbedroom,we kissed, his hands running across my bare arms as I reached up to touch his face. He was clean-shaven, and I couldn’t help but marvel at the strong line of his jaw as our lips met. I could smell the sweet taste of champagne on his lips, the scent of his cologne pulling me toward him. I felt flushed and hot.
I spun around and gave him a command. I wasn’t used to being so bossy in the bedroom. But what can I say? Eric brought it out of me. I was hungry for him, for his touch, his scent, his heat. I needed him now to explore me, to take me once again. Not from passionate desperation, but as a reminder of how far we’d come. How some things would always be the same. Namely, the way he drove me wild with desire.
He unzipped my dress and it fell neatly to the floor, and then I stood before him in my lingerie. He wrapped his arms around me and I relished the feeling of his skin against my soft stomach, my thighs. He pulled me into him, and instinctively my hand reached down to feel the impressive erection that was already coming.
“You’re happy to see me today, Mr. Slade,” I said playfully as my free hand entwined itself with his dark locks.
“You’re not so shy yourself today, Mrs. Slade,” he said, and my loins flamed when he called me that. I was his own now.
“Make me yours,” I gasped as Eric tipped me onto his bed.
There, we kissed quickly, tossing and turning. Our lovemaking was fierce now. It hadn’t gotten gentler with time but rougher, as if we were finally comfortable enough with each other to explore our wildest passions. I kissed his shoulders and sucked, leaving a livid love bite on Eric’s skin as he growled and tossed me onto my back. Slipping down to his knees, he pulled away my lingerie, and before I knew it, he was tasting me with gentle, long licks from his tongue.
“I love your mouth,” I said as I guided him. Eric’s pace quickened as he grabbed my legs, angling them in just the right way to leave me open to the sensual sweetness of his mouth. Eric moaned with the sheer pleasure of licking my pussy, and I writhed, the low tone adding another layer of frisson to the delight of his oral pleasure.
But I knew I had to have him properly, and so I pulled him toward me.
“Fuck me,” I said.
“Don’t you want to—”
“Later,” I said. “I need you, now.”
