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I want to remember every moment of this. I want to memorize her body. I want to memorize her scent. I want to store away every moan and every scream she makes.

I lift her up, carry her to the bed, and drop her down unceremoniously. She laughs as she pulls me down on top of her.

“I can’t believe we’re about to fuck in your grandparents’ house, and we haven’t even been here ten minutes,” she says, running her fingers down my back.

“We should be super loud,” I say. “Wake the entire house.”

“Everyone’s already up. It’s daytime.”

“True, but that doesn’t mean we can’t make noise.”

“I am not making noise so your whole family can hear me having sex. I may be low class, but I’m not that low class.” She bursts out laughing.

“You’re not low class,” I say as I pull her panties down. “In fact, you’re the classiest woman I’ve ever been with.”

I trace my tongue down her stomach and lick her belly button before parting her legs. I trail my tongue down her slit and then lick her clit. She grabs my shoulders and cries out. I kiss my way back up her body, and she moans.

“Is this going to be a long lovemaking marathon?” I ask, kissing the side of her face and running my fingers through her silky hair. “Or are we going for wham, bam, thank you, ma’am so we can join the others as quickly as possible?”

“I don’t think any woman ever wants wham, bam, thank you, ma’am,” she says, laughing. She runs her fingers through my hair. “But we don’t have time for a marathon.”

“Something in between then.”

“Okay.”

I position the tip of my cock between her legs and rub it gently against her clit.

“Fuck, why does this feel so good?”

“Maybe because it’s so bad,” I say.

There’s a knock on the door, and we both freeze.

“Brett, are you in there?” It’s my mother’s voice, and I roll my eyes. “Brett, you need to come out. Veronica is waiting to speak to you. She’s come all this way, and …”

“Not now, Mother,” I call out.

“I’m coming in.”

“I don’t think you want to do that. My fiancée and I would rather you didn’t.”

“Brett Selleck⁠—”

“Not now, Mother. We’ll be out as soon as we can.”

It goes silent on the other side of the door. I look down at Rosie, whose eyes are wide.

“She totally knows what we’re doing. You know that, right?”

I grin at her. “Good. She had no reason to speak to you like that or treat you like that, and I don’t care what she thinks.” I shift and slide the tip of my cock inside her. “If she knows I’m about to fuck my beautiful fiancée right now, then so be it.” I slide another inch inside her. “And I have a feeling you don’t mind that I’m fucking you, right?”

“Not at all,” she gasps.

I thrust my full length inside her, and she cries out. Her fingers dig into my back.

“Is this technically our first time as fiancé and fiancée?” I ask her.

“I guess so.” Her eyes roll back as I reach down and rub her clit. “Oh shit, Brett.”