Page 113 of Hired Husband

I laughed, breathing a sigh of relief before lifting my head to steal another kiss. “Is he going to be disappointed that he didn’t get to arrange your marriage?”

“Oh, you can be sure he’s spoken to Basel by now. I’m convinced he had a hand in paving the way for us after either Ryan or Colin told him what was happening. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s why everything has gone so smoothly for us after that stunt we pulled in Cairo.”

“Ah. I see. We owe him a thank you, then.”

“Maybe.” Isaac ran the back of his hand along the contours of my face. “If I disappoint you in the next two minutes, I’ll make up for it, okay?”

I chuckled. “You could never disappoint me.”

“I’m pretty sure I’m about to, actually, but at least now you know that I won’t leave you hanging.”

“I’ve always known that.” I smiled, looking into his eyes as he twined our fingers together and adjusted the position of his hips.

The broad head of his cock was hotter than I’d been expecting when he pressed it against my entrance, but I gasped and arched into him, a bolt of urgency suddenly shooting through me. I tightened my grip on his fingers, feeling my brow furrow as he started pushing in.

“Shit, baby,” he breathed, pausing for a beat as he bowed his head and inhaled a deep breath. A lock of that dark blond hair fell over his forehead, and when he looked at me again, he peered out at me from beneath it, beads of sweat already forming on his forehead. “I’m definitely going to disappoint you.”

“Never,” I repeated, pressing down on his ass with my heels to encourage him to start moving again. “We’re getting married, remember? No one is keeping score, Isaac.”

He sank deeper in until he was fully seated, his hips fitted against mine. Another low groan tore out of him. I let out a shuddering breath, already feeling my muscles contract. I wouldn’t have thought it could feel so different to feel his skin against mine, but it really did.

Somehow, we fit together even better, the sensation of his skin against all those secret places inside already sending tingles through me. My toes curled as I lifted my head to claim his lips for another kiss. His tongue swept into my mouth. Then he finally withdrew and fell into that rhythmic pace that always seemed to blow my mind.

It was no different tonight, except that when I felt both of our movements starting to become a little more frantic, he dialed it back a notch. I moaned in protest at first but moved with him, realizing I was grateful he was trying to draw it out. There was something about being with him tonight that made it feel like I was sealing a promise, giving myself to him in every possible way. It was like I could feel the barriers between us breaking down, our hearts and souls fully accepting that it was going to be him and me, forever.

This was officially no longer a gamble. It wasn’t temporary or a casual relationship that we were trying out. With the weight of his ring on my finger and my father’s blessing, tonight was the beginning of our lives together.

I felt it when he finally couldn’t take it anymore, surrendering myself to the orgasm that had been building all along. It swept through me in a wave so intense, it was practically spiritual, pleasure exploding from the very root of my being. Isaac came at the exact same time, his hips slamming into mine.

He slowed our frantic kisses and rolled onto his back, panting. And brought me with him. My limbs felt like jelly, but my heart had never felt so complete.

“I meant to pull out,” he murmured a moment later, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “I’m sorry.”

“No.” I smiled into the darkness of the cabin. “If we just made a baby, nothing would make me happier.”

He stilled against me for a beat before he let out a throaty chuckle. “So this is what it feels like to be settled, huh? I didn’t think I’d ever get here.”

“And have you?”

“Hell yeah.” He pulled me even closer, his heart rate steadying under my ear. “Let’s get you cleaned up, my love. I’m never going to stop touching you either, but I’ll let you get some rest before we try again.”

CHAPTER 47

ISAAC

There was a damn parade outside of the Saad estate in Sharm El-Sheikh. Their entire family and most of their closest friends awaited the arrival of my family. When Basel had said we needed to keep the wedding away from Cairo, I’d figured he meant we were going to keep it intimate too.

Instead, at least three hundred people were gathered on the grounds, cars lining the road all the way to the next intersection. Upbeat music played so loudly, I was sure they could hear it all the way down to the beach.

When the convoy of SUVs carrying the Thayers and the Westwoods rolled up, the crowd surged forward, smiles and laughter all around when the doors started opening. I waited right at the front gate, grinning when Ryan emerged first.

“Is all this for us?” he asked, looking slightly alarmed as he shook my hand. “I don’t remember quite so many people when we arrived for Colin’s wedding.”

“That’s because only the men were there,” Colin said as he climbed out after Isaac. “The woman were already at the resort, remember?”

“Fair enough.” Ryan grinned and Colin was almost immediately pulled into the arms of the overenthusiastic aunties, disappearing into a swarm of brightly colored dresses as he laughed and hugged them back.

I was still impressed that he could even remember all their names, let alone know which kid belonged to whom and what they all did for a living. My head shook as I watched him go. One day, I’ll know who they are too.