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He kisses my forehead, then my lips softly. “Me either. Now let’s eat. You’re going to need your strength.”
I grin and he leads me back to the table. The steak is mouthwatering tender, the potatoes seasoned to perfection and the veggies crisp and delicious dipped into the special glaze Colin’s wife made. “This is the best meal I’ve ever had.”
Chase chews and nods. He takes a long swallow of his champagne. “It is. Maybe we can get Colin and Rebecca to come back to San Francisco with us.”
My eyes widen and my mouth drops open. “You’d get rid of Bentley?”
Chase laughs and sits back in his chair. “No, but I’d love to challenge him.”
I shake my head and we spend our dinner chit chatting about our wedding, the church, the town and how beautiful it is here.
Every so often I see Chase spinning the ring around his finger with his thumb.
“Does it make you uncomfortable to wear a ring?” I ask sipping the yummiest bubbly in the world. As a matter of fact, it’s making me a wee bit tipsy.
“Not even a little. Surprisingly, I like its weight there. Knowing I’m married to you, it’s very grounding.”
Not being able to be away from him anymore, I stand and make my way to his side of the table and plop into his lap.
“Was that seat no longer working for you?” He leans forward then starts to lay kisses all over my neck.
“This one is far more comfortable.” I press my fingers into the layers of his hair at the back of his head. His mouth trails down my neck and down to where my breasts are pushing up at the sweetheart neckline of my gown.
Chase groans against my breasts. “You know Gillian, when you entered that chapel I about swallowed my tongue. Seeing you in this dress, willingly walking toward me, choosing me as your husband,” he shakes his head and bites down on my breast. In response, a moan slips from my lips. “I’ll never know anything more enchanting than you. Baby, you have the power to destroy me.”
With those words I slant my mouth over his and take him in a deep kiss. Our tongues slip and slide against one another for long moments until Chase stands. He turns me around, sweeps aside my long hair and unbuttons the two buttons holding the lace together at the top of my neck. The dress delicately sweeps down my curves into a puddle on the floor. I step out of it. Chase instantly picks it up and lays it over the chair I sat in while we ate.
I turn around and stand there clad only in a pair of lace panties that curve around the edge of my hips and cut in deep along my ass. His eyes blaze with heat and hunger. My nipples become ridged and erect as the cool breeze of the ocean air tickles my bare skin.
Chase’s nostrils flare and he sucks in a harsh breath. In what seems like the speed of light, he removes his tux jacket and bowtie. His belt is the next to go. I just stand watching him disrobe. It’s the most fascinating and thrilling experience to be standing almost completely naked while the man of every single one of my deepest fantasies removes his clothes. His pants open, and I can see his cock stretching the fabric. Then he moves to the top of his dress shirt and undoes each button. I watch, rapt with attention to this normally mundane task that has turned into one of the most lust-inducing performances I have ever seen.
When his shirt is completely undone, he opens it revealing the hard slabs of thick muscle. His abdomen flexes and moves making me want to lick every inch of his exposed skin, and I plan to. He’s my husband now and I can do whatever I want.
“I like the sound of that, baby,” he growls and it dawns on me that I said that last part out loud. “Like hearing you call me your husband.”
I grin, slip my fingers into the sides of my flimsy panties about to push them down when he stops me.
“Don’t. I want to remove my wife’s panties.” His eyes burn with a desire so bright he could blind me.
His pants and boxer briefs drop to the floor in a heap. He kicks them to the side, not taking the care he took with my dress. We stand looking at one another for long minutes just looking, appreciating the raw desire filling the space around us.
“I’ll never know beauty like you,” he whispers and it sounds like a prayer.
“Yes you will. You see it when you look in the mirror every day.” I quip wanting him to know that I find him just as breathtaking.
As if he’s moving in slow motion, he approaches me. When he gets close, one hand grasps the nape of my neck and the other my hip, and that’s when he slams our bodies together. He takes my mouth in a savage kiss, all lips, teeth, and tongue. He sucks my lips and tongue into his mouth over and over driving me insane with his carnal need to claim me.
“Need to love you hard, this first time. Want you lost in me…in us.”
I groan pulling my lips from his. “Yes. I want you, everything you have to give. It’s mine now.”
He growls and leads me to the bed where I fly into a cloud of soft pillows. He lifts my legs, opens them wide and then his mouth is over the skimpy fabric of my panties. Licking me over the fabric, rubbing the texture against my clit. “Gonna soak these panties in us, then I’m going to take them off you and keep them with me. So that anytime I want, I can smell your sweet pussy from our wedding night.”
“Jesus, Chase, the things you say…” I gasp when he bites down on my clit through the fabric, and I’m so wound up that’s all it takes. I grip his hair in my hands and ride his face through my first orgasm. He doesn’t stop, biting and licking, destroying me with every pass at my sex until my orgasm settles. Like he promised moments ago, he pulls off the panties and sets them on the table near the bed.
“Saving those,” he says before he places his mouth over my sex again and spears his tongue deep into my cleft. I jerk my hips up, but he holds them down. “Fuck! Your cream is so fucking good. Delicious. And. All. Fucking. Mine.” He holds my legs wide, using his thumbs to splay the petals of my center wider to accommodate him. I look down just as he presses his tongue deep then starts up this flicking motion inside me. It sends shivers of ecstasy rippling along the surface of my skin to the point that I’m panting.
The pleasure is coming to the surface again. “Chase, baby, need you inside. I’m gonna come again.”
