"Then you start. Tell me.”
"Don't be sly. Tell me."
He sighs. "They called me this morning. We leave at dawn."
What?
"Nate...”
"I'm so sorry, baby."
"Please be careful. It's not your fault! I'll be waiting for you," I tell him hugging him. My whole world and my courage have vanished.
"What did you want to tell me?"
"That I can't wait to get back home. How about if we leave the party early? The guests will understand."
"And if they don't, I don't care. I want to spend my last hours with my wife,” he says, kissing my hand.
The banquet is delicious, and the party is fantastic. I know how guilty Nate feels, and I know it's not his fault. I wish I had more time. We arrive home after a thousand photos and as many greetings. We’re exhausted.
"Will you help me take off the dress?"
"I've been waiting for nothing else since this morning."
He lowers the zipper, following the trail with his lips, giving me small kisses, unleashing a thousand shivers of pleasure. Nate helps me out of the white cloud and takes me to the bed. He makes me spin around, smiling. I don't have this morning's corset on. I changed it to a white lace bra and thong. I couldn’t breathe in there.
"You look beautiful," he whispers, kissing my neck as he takes off my bra. I try to unbutton his belt and shirt, but it’s hard to focus on my hands with his lips on my skin.
I kneel on the bed as he finishes undressing. He’s approaching like a predator, ready to devour its prey. And God, I can't wait to get devoured.
I start kissing his broad chest, running my tongue over it as I feel him breathe heavily. I continue toward his abdomen, getting closer to his manhood. I run my tongue from the tip to his balls, taking them in his mouth as I move up and down his shaft.
He's about to lose control, and I know. I take him into my mouth, sucking and pumping while he gasps. I let my head go back and increase the speed as his hands dig into my hair. When he comes, he growls as I stand up.
"Baby, I want you ... now."
He makes me lean forward on the mattress as his lips lick my center, sucking, biting, driving me crazy. I tremble as his tongue makes its way inside me, making me cum. I can't help but gasp, enjoying my husband. I’m still feeling the last spasms when he rubs his cock between my labia, stimulating the clitoris, making me lose my mind.
"Nate...” I gasp eagerly as he enters me, filling me, moving slowly, then increasing speed. He makes me straighten as his shaft reaches places unknown to me. He bites my shoulder as he holds me steady with one arm, and his hand approaches my swollen clitoris. When he begins to draw small circles faster and faster, I feel overwhelmed with pleasure. He powerfully follows me.
"I love you, Izy," he whispers to me, trying to catch his breath.
"I love you, too."
I say it because I love him.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Nathan
Holding my wife in my arms is the best thing in the world. I’ll miss her, but I know that she’ll be here when I return, waiting for me. I can't wait to create our own family with many children.
You're starting to build castles in the sky. You've never talked about it and now indeed is not the time.
"What are you thinking about?" I ask.
Can I be honest?"
