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Fervent yearning for her ignited throughout my body. I threw a glance at the others dancing in the yard. Our cats were gathered near them, looking to be having the time of their lives. “I bet no one will notice if we slip away for a second.”
“Only a second?” Nadine joked. “I thought it’d take longer than that.”
I pretended to think about it. “All right, eleven seconds. We’ll make it a quickie. Our guests will hardly notice us gone.”
Nadine snickered. “If you’re serious, so am I.”
“Hell yeah, I’m serious. It’s our party.”
Eagerly, Nadine hopped off my lap and took my hand. Talia and Grant noticed us heading for the door, and I caught Grant’s eyes just in time to see his eyebrows shoot up. I winked, and Nadine made a crude gesture to Talia. Talia burst into laughter.
Nadine covered her mouth to laugh. “Now everyone’s going to know what we’re up to.”
I shrugged. “Let them. We’re married now. We’re allowed to do whatever we want.”
Nadine reached for the door, but I stopped her.
“Allow me.” I swooped her up into my arms and carried her through the doorway. “It’s tradition. Brides are considered vulnerable on their wedding night, because unity in any form—including marriage—makes the coven stronger. It’s a threat to evil spirits. It’s said that evil spirits lurk at the threshold of the home and can influence the bride through the soles of her feet.”
“So that’s why you have to carry me over the threshold. I never understood that tradition.”
I held her close. “You’re safe now with me.”
She laid her head on my shoulder. “I’ve always felt safe with you.”
I carried Nadine up the stairs and into the bedroom. We could still hear the music from outside. It seemed no one was at all bothered that we ditched our own party.
I set Nadine on the bed, but her veil got caught underneath her. She stood. I helped her unpin it from her hair, then gently set the veil aside. Nadine turned her back to me, and I worked on unbuttoning her dress. My trembling fingers moved slowly, drawing out the anticipation, even though my hammering heart wanted her now. There wasn’t a single part of me that didn’t ache for her—mind, body, and soul.
The dress fell from her shoulders, and I was surprised to see she was wearing white lace lingerie underneath. My gaze roamed up and down her body.
“Damn, wifey, you look good,” I said, enjoying the way the word wifey felt on my tongue.
“You like it?” She turned one way then the other to model it for me.
“I like it a lot.” My dick was rock hard and ready for her. I could hardly get her body against mine fast enough. I looped my hand around her waist, and our bodies crashed together as our lips collided.
Nadine couldn’t contain her desperation. She yanked on my tie to draw me closer, and wanting flared through my veins as she made her desire very clear. She clung tightly to me as her tongue slid inside my mouth. I cupped her ass and lifted her, until her legs locked around my middle. I took a few steps, until her ass hit the top of the vanity. Contents crashed to the floor, but we barely noticed. Her hands tangled in my hair, while mine ran up and down her curves, down her legs, and back up to her breasts.
The urgent need to be inside of her called to me, and I forced myself to pull away from her. Nadine leaned back on the vanity, her legs parted and waiting for me. Infatuation filled her eyes as she watched me kick off my shoes and strip down.
I slipped on a condom, then resituated her on the vanity to make sure she wouldn’t slip off. Slowly, I ran my hands over Nadine’s body, and I trailed kisses down her neck. She shivered under my touch, until she began fisting her hands in my hair. She didn’t have to say a word to tell me she wanted more. I dipped my hands between her legs, and the warmth of her arousal was welcoming.
“I’ve been waiting for this all day,” she whispered breathlessly.
Hell, so had I. I moved her lace panties aside and slid my cock inside of her. Nadine gasped as our bodies moved in sync. I worked slowly at first, making love to her in a calculated, deliberate fashion. Nadine looked downward, watching my cock pleasure her. I observed the craving in her features grow, until something inside of her snapped.
She grabbed my hair and yanked on the strands, begging me for more. I couldn’t help myself. I thrust my hips upward, burying myself deeper inside of her. Waves of pleasure surged up and down my body, and the passionate moans escaping her lips sent my head reeling. I needed her closer to me—as close as we could possibly get.
I grabbed her ass and lifted her from the vanity. Her legs wrapped around me in desperate wanting. I held her leg with one hand and wrapped the other around the back of her head, keeping her lips on mine as I took a few steps across the room. I pinned her against the wall, and my knees nearly buckled beneath me as intense desire swelled between us. It took everything in me to keep us both upright. I thrust upward over and over again with a blazing passion that couldn’t be rivaled by any sex we’d had before.
She was my wife now, and nothing was hotter than that.
“Lucas!” Nadine gasped as she clung to me harder.
Her cry nearly undid me. I pulled her away from the wall, and this time, I did fall to my knees, as if I were a subject bowing to his goddess.
Gently, I laid her on the floor, but Nadine had other ideas. She grabbed me and rolled me over, then gently slid down onto my erection. I beamed as she rode me hard, every movement she made sending another thrill through my dick. The floorboards squeaked as she rolled her hips over me faster and faster. I couldn’t help but grab her hips and bury myself deeper inside of her—inside my wife.
