Page 232 of One Big Little Secret

He’s so close to losing control, I smile, working my hips to leave him on the edge of insanity just a little bit longer.

I grind against him as he groans, his thrusts becoming truly punishing now.

Close.

So, so close.

“Come with me,” he mutters, one hand pinching my breast as his strokes come faster, harder. “You’re so beautiful.Shit.”

I’m close, too, another climax beckoning. Less like the edge of a cliff and more like a shaft of light. I just need to feel his warmth. I need—

“Salem,” he says.A warning.

I shred the last of my self-control, writhing on him as my pussy clenches him so tight.

My head snaps back and I chase my pleasure, demanding his, too.

His fingers dig into my hips as he tips his head back, eyes wide with delight, and we’re gone.

The fire finally consumes us.

We finish together with his big hand pressed to the small of my back, holding me against him, our gazes clashing, fusing together.

It’s the eye contact that makes this so perfect.

By far one of our most sexy, intimate moments ever.

And my heart sings when I realize it’s only the first of many.

Later, we flop down and roll in the rose petals, basking in the afterglow.

“What’s on my wife’s brain?” he asks.

“I was thinking about boat businesses again. Maybe I don’t need to go to the Ozarks after all to chase a dream… What do you think the market’s like for rental cruises? This is the only ship in town I could find for a wedding.”

“The market? Hmm, that’s tough.” He frowns, holding me tighter. “I think it’s whatever you decide to make it. If you’re serious about this, I’m already behind you. We’ll figure it out.”

I grin, knowing he’d say that. I also know this is a tomorrow conversation, not really fit for pillow talk on our wedding night.

But that’s not what steals my breath away.

Here we are on a boat that feels familiar, yet so very different from our first night together.

Here I am with a husband I still can’t believe I’ve won.

If this is where bad luck brought me, it wasn’t so terrible after all.

And as I kiss him again and he groans in my mouth, I know things are looking up.

Patton Rory has altered my luck forever, and you’d better believe I’ll enjoy every crazy, giddy, awesome bit of it.