Wiggling against him, she whispered, ‘I like that, too.’
‘I have a feeling you are going to like a lot of things we do tonight,’ he said, with every nerve in his body humming as the desire he’d been holding back for so long sprang to full attention.
She giggled. ‘I do, too, and I think you should start by unbuttoning my dress.’
He eased backwards, putting enough space between them for him to work the long line of buttons that ran down the length of her spine. Wanting to please her, needing for her to enjoy every moment, he took his time. With each three or four buttons that he undid, he separated the material and kissed the skin being exposed. When he encountered an underlying garment, he kissed her through the thin material.
‘I had no idea unbuttoning could take so long,’ she whispered.
He laughed. ‘There is no hurry. We have all night.’
Having reached the final button, he pushed the material off her shoulders and then slid his hands inside the gown, around her waist to her stomach. ‘You always smell so good, taste so sweet,’ he said, nibbling on her ear.
She wiggled her arms out of the gown, letting it fall into a heap around her feet. ‘You truly are a rake, saying such sweetthings.’ She spun about so they faced each other. Kissing his neck, she whispered, ‘My rake. All mine.’
‘And you’re my lady,’ he whispered, before capturing her lips in a long, sensual kiss.
Her breasts flattened against his chest, and desire pulsated through his body. He grasped her backside and pressed her pelvis against him, assuring the demanding need inside him that it would soon be sated.
Soonwas an elective amount of time, and tonight, time had little meaning.
Item by item, clothes were discarded, and as each piece landed on the floor, there was a pause, moments for admiration and exploration. Some took longer than others because she was so stunningly gorgeous, he had to taste every inch of her bare, exquisite skin.
A low, guttural moan rumbled in his throat as he dragged his mouth from one swell of her breast to the other, giving the hard nibs of each nipple equal time.
He didn’t ignore any part of her, and by the time he carried her to the bed, laid her down on her back, he was throbbing with a need that went far beyond anything he’d known in the past.
‘I love you so much,’ he whispered while crawling onto the bed.
Meridith partially sat up and framed the face of this amazingly wonderful man who was now her husband. The love she had for him continued to grow each and every day. ‘I love you, too. So very much.’
Having already let go of any fears or questions or thoughts of impropriety, for she trusted him fully and trusted herself, she kissed him and pulled him down with her as she reclined onto the mattress.
He positioned himself above her, with his knees between her legs, his manhood protruding. The throbbing, pooling heat between her legs couldn’t wait for her to be loved by him. Completely, fully loved by him.
Leaning forward, he kissed her. A kiss so wholly engrossing, she sank deeper into the mattress. She felt him guiding himself into her entrance, and as he slid inside her, they both stopped breathing.
Eyes locked, they stared at each other, smiling, as he gradually inched further inside her. The sensation was exquisite, made her toes curl, and the air in her lungs slowly seeped out in little sighs.
With each inch, he paused, gave her body time to accommodate him, and then he moved forward again.
A snap of pain caused her to gasp, but it was quickly forgotten, and she arched her hips upwards, her body begging to have all of him. Now.
Drake kissed her. ‘We’ll take it slow. We have all night.’
‘Yes, we do,’ she said softly, but the need inside her was simply too great. ‘But I’ve waited long enough!’ Wrapping her legs around his hips, she thrust herself upwards, taking in the last length of him with joyous pleasure.
Listening as her body told her to move, she grasped his shoulders and gave in completely to instinct. Their bodies formed a rhythm, even their gasps were in unison as they journeyed together to a destination that was as of yet unknown, but calling to her.
The tension and pleasure continued to grow, swirl inside her like a powerful storm, and she wondered it if was too much, if she’d lost control, until the pleasure struck with such force, she cried out his name.
His body was hard, the veins showing in his neck, and then, with a deep moan, he thrust one last time, far inside her, andas he shuddered with his own release, she experienced a second round of pleasure that left her bleary-eyed.
Drake collapsed atop her. She could feel his heart pounding as his lips found hers. He kissed her deeply and held her close as waves of euphoria washed throughout her body over and over.
Gradually, every part of her sank into a tranquil bliss, and as Drake rolled off her, she rolled over and snuggled up to his side, not wanting to be separated from him. ‘Thank you,’ she whispered. ‘Thank you for marrying me. Thank you for loving me.’
He kissed her temple. ‘It’s the easiest thing I’ve ever done.’
