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She gave me a sly smile, and then her tongue poked the inside of her cheek playfully. I burst out laughing. “Emilia Quinn, what are you trying to insinuate?”
Her expression sobered, and for a moment I thought something was wrong until she spoke, her voice soft. “I won’t be Emilia Quinn for much longer.”
I kissed her slowly. “Only two more sleeps until you’re Emilia Bennett.”
We’d already talked at length about whether Emilia would change her surname. I wasn’t bothered either way and would have understood if she’d wanted to keep her maiden name, but she’d insisted she wanted our last names to be the same and would start the legal process of changing hers when we returned to the U.S.
Taking her hand, we walked back to our villa where we undressed each other and climbed onto the king-sized bed. I opened the retractable roof we’d discovered when touring the suite, taking in all the amazing features it offered, and we made love underneath the stars.
When she was riding me slowly, her hips moving in a figure eight, the moonlight shining down on her through the open roof, I couldn’t get over just how beautiful she was.
And she was all mine.
Her breasts swayed as she moved and her nipples were hard. She shivered as I ran my fingertips over them, teasing her. I trailed my fingers down her body, feeling the way her stomach muscles jumped underneath my touch.
Sliding them lower, I played with her pussy as she bounced a little harder on my cock, her breathing shallow and her moans louder.
“You going to come, sweetheart?”
She tipped her head back and panted as she braced herself on my chest. “Oh my God, yes.”
All it took was my thumb rubbing her clit to push her over the edge and I watched, mesmerized, as she orgasmed above me. Her entire body trembled as her toes curled and her knees closed. I remained buried deep inside her pussy as it contracted around my cock, and the sensation caused pleasure to course through me like lightning.
It only took a dozen strokes into her tight, wet heat to have me sailing over the edge with her, groaning loudly. Once I stilled, she leaned forward and draped her warm body over me while I stroked her spine softly.
Eventually she lifted her hips up just far enough for me to slide out of her. I reached for her and she rolled onto her side, tucking herself into me. We lay together in each other’s arms, looking up at the stars.
We talked for a little while before it became clear we both needed some sleep. I pulled the sheet and light blanket up to cover us, the air-conditioning making it cool enough for coverings, and after Emilia had drifted off, I closed the roof to ensure the sun wouldn’t wake us too early the following morning.
Victoria arrived just before lunch the following day on her own private jet, and we were surprised and thrilled to see she hadn’t traveled alone. When a tall man with white-blond hair stepped out of the limousine behind her, Emilia let out an excited squeal.
“Julian!” She walked quickly over to the new arrivals, and after giving her redheaded friend a big hug, she did the same to Victoria’s ex-husband.
I kissed Victoria in greeting and shook Julian’s hand. “This is a nice surprise.”
He gave us a broad grin. “I do hope you don’t mind me crashing your wedding.” His accent always made him sound so polite.
“Oh, of course not!” Emilia exclaimed. “We’re thrilled you’re here.” She took hold of his hand and squeezed it affectionately.
“How are you feeling, Emilia?”
“I’m doing very well.” There was a pause. “You heard about Janet’s sentence?”
He nodded. “Yes, the authorities have kept us up to date.”
I held his gaze. “We never really got a chance to say thank you, Julian. For everything you and your team did. We owe you big time.”
“Absolutely not. All the thanks I need is seeing this beautiful lady here, happy and healthy. Are you ready for the big day tomorrow?”
The four of us chatted about the plans for tomorrow as we headed into the resort. Once Victoria obtained the key to their villa, they left their luggage with the porter and agreed to join us for lunch, where the discussion continued.
The girls talked about both our weddings while Julian told me more about what his security firm did. While his job sounded very important, I found myself glad I wasn’t in his line of work.
After lunch, we went our separate ways for the afternoon before agreeing to meet up for dinner and have Marian join us.
When I woke the following day, I gazed at the woman in my embrace intently. Emilia was still asleep, and I brushed a lock of hair back off her face gently, not wanting to wake her. There was no need to rise early, since we’d chosen to have an evening ceremony under the stars.
I was a lucky man. Not only was the love of my life my best friend, she was also my business partner, biggest supporter, confidante, and by the time we closed our eyes again tonight she’d be my wife.
