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“I will, John.” My heart feels heavy, knowing that he won’t be with us for much longer. That Audrey is going to suffer with the grief that, while natural, is unimaginable unless you’ve been through it.
I say goodnight to Tia as Mrs. Price takes her back to her place for the night.
“Night, Huddy. Night, Belle.”
Audrey crouches down and runs her hand over Tia’s ivory flower girl dress, which has little red petals sewn into the hem. “Thank you for being the best flower girl ever.”
“Really? You think I’m the best?”
“Absolutely.”
My heart feels full watching them interact. Tia loves Audrey and I know the feeling is mutual. I’d been so worried about the shopping trip, but Tia had come home talking non-stop about how much she loved it and I have no doubt that was down to Audrey.
We check into the Madison Hotel bridal suite and I sweep her into my arms, carrying her over the threshold.
“Hudson.”
“What? I want to do this right.”
Audrey loops her arms around my neck and laughs as I carry her inside, kicking the door shut with my foot. I don’t stop until we’re in the bedroom and then I set her down gently on the bed. Tossing my jacket on the couch, I pour us both a glass of Champagne and hand her a glass.
“Thank you.”
“To wedded bliss.”
“To wedded bliss.”
We clink and I take a sip of the smooth cool liquid. “Stand up, wife.”
Audrey shivers and I know from her peaked nipples that it isn’t from the cold. She does as I ask and stands, her hands down by her sides.
“Such a good girl.”
I walk around her, and the air almost buzzes with anticipation as I loosen my cuffs and roll my sleeves up. “You look beautiful in this dress.”
“Thank you.”
“You’ll look even more beautiful when I fuck you in it.” I have a primal need to mark her, to watch my come seep into her skin until there’s no doubt who she belongs to.
Audrey stays quiet, her brain switching off as she lets me control her pleasure. This is where I get the most trust from her. In the bedroom, she’s wholly mine.
I make it to the front of her and sink to my knees so that I can worship her like the Queen she is. Lifting the lace of her dress to her thighs, I groan when I see the suspenders she’s wearing.
“Is this for me?”
“Yes.”
I hand the edges of her dress to Audrey to hold. “Lift it higher, show me that pretty pussy, wife.” I know I’m being demanding and overusing the word ‘wife’, but it’s like I need the reminder. It feeds a need in me.
Audrey lifts the dress and I shudder as I’m met with her bare pussy. No panties to hide how wet she is from my hungry gaze.
“Is that your way of saying you’ve been naked beneath this dress all day? That you let other men dance with you in their arms with your naked pussy hidden only by this scrap of silk?”
“Yes.”
“I should punish you for teasing me.”
“It’s not a tease. I thought of you the whole time.”
