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Her eyes met his and she saw his grin. Oh, how she’d missed it. “Well, I was always told to wait for my weddingnight.”

He chuckled, gathering her close and kissing her again. He hoped he hadn’t misremembered how right everything had felt when he’d kissed her at the church. Surely, he’d mistaken it all. He couldn’t let her break his heart all over again.

His kiss sent tingles of feelings through her body, and she couldn’t help but succumb to them. She opened her mouth for his kiss and ran her hands over his shoulders, which were much broader than she remembered. He had the body of a weightlifter, but she knew he wasn’t a gym rat. No, he worked for a living, and that gave him the body she so appreciated.

His hands began their exploration of her body. In high school, she’d been skinny and flat-chested, but now, she’d filled out, added on ten pounds which made her body even more perfect in his eyes. And her breasts. They’d been forbidden territory back then, but his hand moved to cup one.

She moaned softly against his lips. “We’re not waiting for it to be dark, are we?”

“I’m sure not,” he replied. Abruptly, he stood up and stripped down to the waist, kicking off his shoes. He still wore the dress pants he’d worn to the wedding, but he could keep them on for a little longer.

He pulled her to her feet and went to work on the million buttons at the back of her dress. “There’s a zipper,” she told him to make the task easier.

He frowned and then found the hidden zipper behind all the buttons. “You just saved me an hour,” he said. “My fingers are much too big for a million buttons.”

She laughed. “Wedding dresses need to be easy to get out of.”

“This is so much easier than it looked. I feel like I was given a present that required a hammer to get it out of its box. But this is not bad at all!”

When he had her wedding dress dropped to her feet, she stepped out of it, but picked it up to hang immediately. “Are you planning on wearing that again?” he asked, surprised she cared about the dress.

“I was hoping maybe our daughter would want to wear it someday,” she responded. “I’m more sentimental than you realize.” She had moved very little from home to home, but she had a box of mementos from their relationship.

After the dress was hung, she faced him in just her slip. He’d seen her in a bathing suit a hundred times when they were younger, but this felt so much more intimate.

“You’re beautiful,” he said softly, his hand going to push down one of the straps of her full slip.

She reached out and touched his bare chest, her hand moving over it and down to his flat stomach. “So are you,” she said, grinning.

“Men can’t be beautiful, silly.”

“I always thought you were.”

He shook his head, lowering it to kiss her once more. When his lips touched hers this time, she gave herself over to the sensations he was causing within her. No need for thoughts or anything but how it felt to have his fingers touching her through the thin fabric of the slip.

She wasn’t surprised to feel the silky fabric of the slip slide up her body and over her head, and she cooperated as best she could, left before him in only her white silky bra and matching panties.

“You mind if all this comes off too?” he asked, waving to the clothes she was still wearing.

She grinned. “Not if you don’t mind all that coming off,” she said, waving to his dress slacks and socks.

“I think we can make that happen.” He went to work, and in moments, they stood nude in front of one another, something she’d fantasized about since she was younger.

They both stared openly at one another’s bodies, the heat between them almost unbearable. Then Nate pushed her down onto her back on the bed, and he followed her down, trailing kisses across her body.

When he joined their bodies together, the passion was so intense for her that she barely noticed the pain. It had been so long that this man had lived in her mind and having him inside her body was something she had known she wanted for years.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper within her, and she held tightly to his shoulders. It wasn’t long before she climaxed, and he quickly joined her, moving to her side so as not to crush her.

He gathered her close, and as their breathing returned to normal, he held her and stroked her body. She was everything he’d dreamed of when he was just a boy, and now, she was everything he needed as an adult. But, he couldn’t tell her that, because she would have too much power over him. His heart had to remain intact this time.

They snoozed for a bit, and when she woke, she was hungry. “Feed me!” she said, grinning at him.

He groaned. “I almost forgot how you were always hungry. That hasn’t changed?”

She shook her head. “No, and I’m coming off of living on ramen noodles for ten years. I want real food!”

He chuckled. “We could go out or we could DoorDash something.”

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