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As if on cue, my climax crashed over me like a tidal wave, obliterating any semblance of coherent thought. My body shuddered as I cried out his name, every nerve ending alight with electric pleasure.
“Fuck, Olivia,” Alexander gasped, his own release imminent. With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep within me, his body trembling with the force of his orgasm.
For a moment, we stood there together, panting and entwined, savoring the intimate connection that had brought us such intense pleasure. As our breathing slowed and our heartbeats synced, I was reminded once again of the depth of our love and the bond we shared.
“Thank you,” I whispered, leaning back against him. “I needed this.”
“Anytime, love,” he replied softly, pressing a tender kiss to my temple. “Now let’s get you cleaned up and ready to face the world again.”
He retrieved tissues from a nearby box, gently wiping away the evidence of our passion. As he adjusted my dress, ensuring it covered me properly once more, I caught my reflection in the mirror—cheeks flushed, eyes glazed but alive with renewed energy.
“Better?” he asked, meeting my gaze in the mirror. His dark eyes held warmth and affection and it was just the reassurance I needed.
“Much better,” I confirmed, offering him a grateful smile. “You always know exactly what I need.”
“Only because I pay attention to you,” he said, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “You are the most important person in my life, Olivia. I would do anything to make you happy.”
“Even if it meant sneaking away from a room full of people to fuck me senseless?” I teased, arching an eyebrow playfully.
“Especially then,” he smirked, his hand resting on my hip as he guided me toward the door. “Ready to rejoin the party?”
“Definitely,” I nodded, feeling more at ease than I had all evening.
As we stepped back into the bustling room, the noise and movement that had initially overwhelmed me now seemed manageable. Alexander’s presence beside me was a constant reminder that I was loved and supported, no matter how hectic my surroundings became.
“Remember, I’m right here if you need me,” he whispered in my ear as we navigated the crowd. “Just give me a signal, and I’ll whisk you away again.”
“Deal,” I said, squeezing his hand in response.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Olivia
“Your hair looks beautiful,” Ethan, my maid of honor, complimented, fastening an exquisite jeweled comb near my ear. His fingers deftly twisted my locks into a delicate updo, the finishing touch to my bridal look.
I knew that Ethan had been by my side through all my ups and downs, and I had to have him there to do it. He had cried when I had asked him to be a bridesmaid.
“Thank you, Ethan. I couldn’t have done it without you,” I replied, leaning forward to plant a grateful kiss on his cheek.
“Remember your first day?” Ethan asked, a playful grin on his lips as he straightened the delicate lace of my veil. “You looked so nervous, Olivia, but he couldn’t take his eyes off you.”
I laughed, recalling the butterflies that had fluttered in my stomach that day. “I was terrified of saying something stupid, but he made me feel at ease within minutes.” The warmth of his touch, the intensity of his gaze—it all came flooding back to me.
“Hey, don’t cry now,” Ethan warned gently, dabbing at my eyes with a tissue. “We wouldn’t want your makeup to smudge before you even walked down the aisle.”
“Right,” I agreed, taking a deep breath to steady myself. “No tears, just smiles.”
“Alright, Olivia,” Ethan said. “It’s time to marry the man of your dreams.”
The intricate lace of my wedding gown felt like a gentle caress against my skin as I stepped into it. The scent of fresh gardenias filled the room, enhancing the electrifying atmosphere. Ethan stepped away as Mia helped me slide the dress up over my hips and settled it around my waist.
“Olivia, you look absolutely stunning,” Mia breathed, her voice filled with awe.
Ethan knocked on the door now separating us. “Let me see!”
I giggled. “Come in.”
Even though Ethan had been there when I had picked out my dress, he still gasped and clutched at his chest. “Oh, Olivia, Alexander won’t be able to take his eyes off you,” Ethan added.
