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I relax into the bed, nestled between the arms of my new husband.
Husband!
Oh my gosh. The reality is only just sinking in.
I haven’t even told my family, yet. This is all so unlike me.
William’s calloused hand is sliding under my shirt, and his grazing touch makes me pant.
Sweat clings to my temples, and I lick my lips while he sets me on fire with need.
But when he reaches my bra, I jerk back.
William frowns. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m sorry,” I blurt, scrambling out from under him, to sit by the pillows.
William is frozen at the edge of the bed, looking at me like I’ve sprouted another head. His body is all dewy and desirable. There’s no question of the fact he’s ready to go.
But anxiety courses through me, dousing my desire in ice cold water.
“Doesn’t this feel a little fast?” I ask. “I feel like you don’t know me. And I know hardly anything about you…I mean, you could be a serial killer for all I know.”
William smirks and scratches the back of his neck as he seems to be lost in thought.
“That’s what a honeymoon is all about. Getting to know each other…”
He crawls to me, reaching for my face. “Mentally,” he whispers, planting a soft kiss on my mouth. He tips my head back with the pad of his index finger, then leaves a sensual trail of kisses down my neck. “Physically. Spiritually.” He says between kisses.
My eyes roll back before I shut them with a delighted shudder.
“I guess when you put it that way… we are on our honeymoon. And as we both know, you’re a man of tradition,” I purr, while he does something to my earlobe that has me curling my toes.
Maybe we can just pretend that the outside world does not exist.
In this room, it’s just William and me. Husband and wife. And now, it’s my job to apportion all of my focus on my new husband.
While he uses all of his energy, exploring me.
I melt under him as he hovers over my body like a tanning bed. The heat of him is radiating, sending me into a spin.
I trace patterns along his pectorals, letting all of my doubts and fears evaporate.
“Fine. You win,” I say, trying to sound mad about the fact, but my smile gives me away.
William lifts his head from my neck to give me a lop-sided grin. “No, my darling…” he murmurs, lifting my wrists and planting them on the pillow above my head with one hand. “When I’m done with you, you will realize that you won.”
When he kisses me again, he lowers his body to mine, nearly crushing me.
My soul leaves my body and I swear the man has sent me straight to Heaven.
Well, there’s worse ways to die.
WILLIAM
Emily’s body has the kind of curves that bring any red-blooded male to his knees.
She’s soft and squeezable in all of the right places, which is amusing because her softness is making me hard.
