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The car stops and I pull away. “We’re here.”
Audrey looks around as if surprised at her surroundings and I smile.
“Where is here?”
“Let’s go find out.”
“Hudson, you know I hate surprises.”
Taking her hand, I help her out of the car. “You’ll love this one. I promise.”
“Fine, but if it’s snake charming or anything involving rodents, then you’re a dead man.”
I chuckle as I pull her close. “What the hell goes on in that pretty little head of yours?”
“You don’t want to know.”
As we approach the door, the manager of the theater greets me.
“Mr. Carmichael, everything is set up exactly as you requested.”
“Thank you.” I shake his hand and he slips away as we enter the grand foyer of the building. Styled like the golden era of Hollywood glam, the ceiling is high with red carpets, gold chandeliers, and a wide curved staircase that takes us up to the private boxes.
“Hudson, what is all this?”
Audrey’s head is tipped back as she takes in every detail with delight. I can’t help but stare. She could have been the leading lady in a blockbuster and won the hearts of millions with her beauty. Instead, she’s the leading lady in every dream I have. “Do you remember when we were young, we watched Moulin Rouge?”
Her head whips to mine and her grin is infectious. “Yes, and you said it was sappy.”
I hook my arm around her waist and pull her close, my lips a breath away from hers. “I did say that. But, honestly, I wasn’t watching the movie, I was watching you. Your reaction that day stayed with me even in my darkest days. I vowed to bring you to Paris to see it live, and while I can’t do that right now, I thought we could have a private show here in New York.”
Her eyes sparkle like diamonds with unshed tears. “Hudson, you didn’t have to go to all this trouble.”
“Nothing is too much trouble for you, Belle. If I could harness the moon and place it in your palm, I would.”
Her hand strokes my cheek before she gives me a soft kiss. “Thank you. This means more to me than you can know.”
“You’re welcome.”
I take her hand and we head up the stairs and into the private balcony. Champagne and strawberries dipped in chocolate are on a platter waiting for us. As I hand her a glass, I wonder if anything will ever be as perfect. “Here’s to us.”
Audrey clinks her glass against mine. “To us.”
We watch the aerial dance and Audrey grips my hand, entranced with everything she sees, but like the time before, I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s stunning in her joy. There isn’t a part of this woman that doesn’t own me in every way. As it finishes, she glances at me for my reaction and I smile softly.
My body is humming with need for her, my cock in a near-constant state of arousal around her. She must recognize the hunger because her eyes turn molten.
“Take me home, Hudson.”
“I thought I wasn’t meant to see the bride the night before the wedding?” It’s hard to believe we’re getting married again tomorrow, only this will be with all our family and friends in attendance, which, on my side, is very small.
“I’m not the bride. I’m your wife.”
God, I love that word. Who would have thought one word could hold so much power over me. “It would be my pleasure, wife.”
That night as I undress my wife, I put every ounce of what I feel into her. As I devour her pussy with my tongue. As I toy with her nipples until she is crying out my name, I show her what she means to me, as her mouth moves over my cock, taking me deep until I groan in tortured delight. Until I settle my weight between her legs and slide my cock into her tight pussy as she whimpers for me.
We move like one body, her hips rising to meet each thrust of my cock. Her nails scrape over my back, scoring delicious lines of pain along my spine. I fuck her harder, deeper and she begs for more.
