Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 124494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 622(@200wpm)___ 498(@250wpm)___ 415(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 622(@200wpm)___ 498(@250wpm)___ 415(@300wpm)
“I can’t believe we’re really married,” she says softly.
“This is the beginning of our forever.” I push through the doors to my bedroom.
“Oh, Roman.” Lexi gasps. “This is a fairytale.”
My bedroom has been transformed. Rose petals are scattered across the floor and my bed. Champagne and green apple slices with salted caramel dip sit on the table next to an armchair. Candlelight glows from every surface.
I set her down, only because I can’t get her out of this dress if I don’t. The low strains of music filter through the speakers. Lexi settles her hands on my chest. “This is otherworldly romantic.” There’s awe in her expression, and a flash of sadness. “I’m sorry we couldn’t share this day with our friends.”
“We’ll do it all again,” I promise. “But on a much grander scale, with a real honeymoon. We’ll spend two weeks somewhere that makes you happy, half of it in bed, enjoying each other, the other half making memories we can share with the people we love.”
“I adore you.” She loosens my tie and bites her lip. “Thank you for making today so special. I’m sure it isn’t how you envisioned your wedding.”
I stroke her cheek. “My darling wife.” I trace the contour of her bottom lip. “I didn’t know I wanted a wedding day at all until you walked into my life—” I follow the edge of her dress and tap gently over the part of her that I reside in now. “—stole my heart and never gave it back.” I curve my hand around the side of her neck, the thrum of her pulse grounding me as I slant my mouth over hers. Lexi loops her arms over my shoulders. I force myself to slow down, to savor the moment as I skim her satin-covered curves.
“You’re all mine,” I whisper, so in awe of this woman. She trusts me to be her person, to give her everything she needs, to grow and learn and live and love with her.
“All yours,” she agrees, one hand sliding down to work my tie free. “And you’re all mine, too.”
“Only yours.” I skim along her spine until I reach the bow at the base and pull the tie free. “Turn around for me.”
She shivers and complies. Her braid hangs down her back, threaded through with baby’s breath. I skim it gently with my fingertips. “So beautiful.” I lean down to kiss her shoulder. “I couldn’t stop thinking about how pretty this braid would look when it’s wrapped around my fist.”
Lexi tips her chin up. “I hoped you'd like it.”
I let the rope of hair slide through my hand once, then grip it at the nape of her neck and give a tug, angling her head so I can kiss a path to her ear. “I’m going to take my time undressing you. And when you’re naked, I’m going to worship every inch of your beautiful body with my mouth.” I bite the edge of her jaw. “Until you’re begging for my cock.”
“Sounds like heaven.”
I turn her head and brush my lips across hers, taking in her flushed cheeks, and parted lips. I want to remember every moment of this night with her. This first. To claim and be claimed by each other. “I love you, angel.”
“I love you too, Roman.”
I loosen the corset, dipping down to pepper kisses along her shoulders. “This is like unwrapping my favorite gift.” I work my way down the dress, exposing the blush satin and lace bra I picked out for her earlier today. “Such a pretty, tempting treat.”
I pull the final loop and the bodice falls away, revealing the delicate lace and satin bra and panty set that matches her dress. My lips coast along her shoulder as I move in front of her and drop to my knee. I press a kiss below her navel. “I can’t wait to taste my sweet wife.”
Lexi settles a palm on my shoulder for balance as she steps out of the layers of satin. I lay it across the closest chair and take her hands, kissing her knuckles as I drink her in. This beautiful, strong woman, so soft for only me. “You are beyond exquisite.”
“I’m glad you like it.” She pulls her braid over her shoulder, bites her lip, and fingers a button on my shirt. “Is it my turn to unwrap you?”
“Almost.” I reach around behind her and flick the clasp on her bra. She lets it slide down her arms, dropping to the floor, before she pushes my jacket over my shoulders. It joins her dress on the chair. My tie goes next. When she starts on the buttons on my shirt, I tease her nipples, skimming them with gentle fingers, then tugging lightly. She groans and rubs her thighs together. But finally, she rids me of my shirt.