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“Of course. I know just the person. Cheryl is efficient and a genius at planning something short term. Mind if I bring her along? I will find out if Monique is available for a consultation. Kelly will of course be on board.”

“That would be great. Stop!” She mouthed as Wade hauled her over and started on her neck.

“No.” he whispered into her neck, breath stirring her skin. “Don’t mind me.” Lifting his head, he threw her a wicked smile before going back to his task.

“I think I already know what I want in terms of the dress, so I will give Monique an idea. I am showing now, so something tasteful- Oh!”

“Remi?”

“Yes. I am sorry.” She jabbed Wade hard in the ribs, but he responded by sliding a hand between her thighs. “I-er – I was thinking of Roseland Park. It is secluded enough and we could get it closed to the public-“

“I could make that happen.” Wade lifted his head as he palmed her sex.

“Perfect.” Leesa trilled. “I will call Kelly-“

“Oh God!”

“Remi?”

“I will talk to you tomorrow. See you tomorrow-“ She punched the red icon to hang up the phone before rounding on him angrily. “What the hell were you doing?”

“This.” He slid two fingers inside her and she felt herself dissolving rapidly. “You asked me to marry you and I cannot control my reaction.” He thrust in deeper, eyes on her face.

“I was having a conversation – Wade. Oh.” She lifted her bottom to meet his measured thrusts. “Wade.”

“Darling.” His voice thickened as her lips parted. “Come for me. Don’t hold back, my sweet.”

“I can’t,” she cried out, fingers digging into his wrist. “It’s too much.”

“I am here.” He drove her up and over, his body shuddering when she arched towards him, body trembling when the climax exploded inside her.

Muttering a curse, he waited until she was down from the high, before easing out of her and sliding in behind her. He entered her slowly, hands going around her thickened waist, fingers wet from her climax, combing through the hairs covering her sex.

Within minutes, he was pouring himself into her, the climax vicious and swift and had him clutching at her.

*****

Even after she had tumbled into sleep, her body sprawled half on top of him, he could not sleep. He wanted to get up and go and have a drink. His body was still shuddering, his blood heated. She wanted to marry him.

And that was something that made him want to skip and shout it to the world. She was going to be his wife! Bending his head, he kissed the top of hers and felt when she stirred.

A smile ghosted his lips as he stared down at her. Brushing back the hairs from her forehead, he studied her round face. He knew the dimple in her left cheek, was intimately familiar with it. He knew the texture of her skin; how flawless the cocoa brown complexion was. The sound of her voice was familiar to him.

Before he met her, he had merely existed, because he would not call that living. He had existed inside a household with two people who could not tolerate each other and watched their relationship stay stagnant and decided at an early age that was not going to happen to him.

He had never been interested in marriage, had been drifting from one relationship to the next without any thought of making it permanent, until he met her. Then suddenly, everything he thought he believed in vanished into thin air. She had knocked the very air out of him and ever since that first meeting, he had never felt the same.

Settling back against the pillows, he pulled her snug against him and drifted off to sleep.

*****

“What?”

“Nothing.” He shook his head, green eyes twinkling as he watched her while she knotted his tie.

“Don’t get used to it.”

“I won’t,” he promised solemnly. He was so delighted by her that he could barely stand it. She was the one who woke him up this morning with her mouth on his body. His cock had sprung to attention even before he took a conscious thought. “Practicing?”

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