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“Your mom and Aunt Charlie don’t have cooties,” Dillon said.
“They aren’t girls. They are Mom and Aunt Charlie,” Zeke declared.
Later that evening, Clara smiled as the DJ played the sweet slow song that she had requested for their first dance together.
Dillon swept Clara onto the dance floor, and they moved together as one. It felt so right being in his arms.
After the party was over, Zeke and Reno went back to Colorado Springs with Charlie. Clara and Dillon went back to what was her house and now was their home.
He looked into her eyes and smiled.
“I finally got you alone,” he said.
He put his hands on her face and brushed his lips against hers. Then, he pressed hard against her mouth, consuming her.
She moaned as the heat built up inside of her. Dillon took her hand and led her into their bedroom.
Dillon reached around her and unzipped her wedding dress, letting it fall to the floor. Her slip, shoes, and stockings followed.
She picked them up and laid them across the chair.
“You are overdressed,” Clara said. “Let me help you out with that.”
Dillon ran his hands over his wife’s body as she pushed his jacket off, tossing it into the chair. She quickly unbuttoned his shirt and slacks.
Clara pulled him to the bed and laid down on it.
“Make love to me, my handsome husband,” she ordered.
Dillon laid next to her, running his hands over her body, caressing her. He leaned over and kissed her deeply.
Clara wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly against her body. Dillon reached between her legs.
She moaned as he felt the evidence of her aching need for him.
“You are ready for me, my love?” he asked.
“Always,” she said.
Dillon entered her with one swift thrust.
“Yes,” she moaned.
She lifted her hips to meet his as he drove into her. She moved her hips in a circle against his as he was buried deep inside of her.
Clara’s heart thundered and her breath caught in her throat as she looked up at her gorgeous husband above her.
“You are my sexy beast,” she said.
“You are my gorgeous lady,” he replied.
She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pulled almost all the way out of her and then thrust back inside of her. Her body moved in time with his as they made sweet love.
Clara reached up and touched him, splaying her hands across his chest.
“I love touching you,” she whispered.
As he moved in and out of her, she moaned loudly. The fires were building hotter and. hotter until they were consuming her.
