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I had a moment to be grateful that we'd gotten rid of the condoms months ago and then he was shoving inside me. I cried out, the sound echoing off the walls. He buried his face in my neck as he thrust into me and I now realized how on edge he'd been all night. The knowledge that I'd wound him so tight was a heady aphrodisiac and I moaned.

He rotated his hips, the base of his cock hitting my clit just right, and I jerked. He repeated the motion and I cried out again. He found a new rhythm, adding that little rotation on every other stroke and, soon, I was writhing against the wall, desperate for release.

He raised his head, his eyes wild. He shoved down the strap of my dress, freeing one of my breasts. His hand went to it, squeezing and pinching at my nipple until I was gasping his name, begging to come. Finally, when I knew he was just as desperate as I was, he buried his cock deep inside me and nipped at my bottom lip. His fingers twisted my nipple with the right amount of pressure and I came. I raked my nails down his back and he shuddered, spilling himself inside me.

Even as we were still coming, he pulled away from the wall and wrapped me in his arms, lowering us both to the floor, me straddling his lap as he went to his knees.

“Forever, my Aubree.” His lips moved against my neck as he spoke. “Forever.”

I nodded in agreement, far too gone to speak. I didn't have to though. He knew what I meant.

Chapter 10

Everything was perfect.

I'd chosen a simple dress this time, something that complimented my body rather than traditional lace and beadwork. My friends told me it was even more beautiful than my previous dress, the one that never made it up the aisle. I had only two bridesmaids, the two that mattered. This wasn't about what everyone else expected. It was about me finally getting to marry the man I loved.

I'd chosen something other than the wedding march, not wanting to jinx things, but when I heard the delicate strains of my song begin, it didn't stop the butterflies from taking flight in my stomach. As my dad and I stepped through the doors and began down the aisle, I looked toward the front of the church. Adelle was there, and Mindy. My brother stood on the groom's side. My sister-in-law had been too pregnant to fit into a bridesmaid's dress this time.

But none of that was on my mind. No, I was trying to figure out where the groom was. The space where he was supposed to be standing was empty. He wasn't there. He was gone. He'd left me too...

I woke with a start, my heart racing. I let out a breath and looked over at the stack of presents in the corner of the room, the smaller ones covering my dresser. I ran my hand over my face, desperate to rid myself of the images still dancing in my brain. Automatically, I turned to the other side of the bed.

Empty.

Of course it was.

“Good morning, my Aubree.”

I smiled as I sat up and watched my husband carry in a tray with enough food on it for both of us. The whole apartment smelled like pancakes and bacon. The nightmare had been just that. A nightmare. My wedding had been yesterday, and I had chosen a new wedding dress. My sister-in-law was pregnant with a baby due in two months so she hadn't been in the wedding. The rest of it, however, the part where Cade hadn't been there, that had been my mind merging the dim memories from almost two years ago.

He set the tray down on the bed and winked at me. He'd put on a pair of sweatpants, but his chest was bare and I enjoyed ogling it as he settled back in the space he'd been before. The cross tattoo was still there, but it had been joined by another tattoo. This one on his collarbone. A pair of linked wedding rings with our initials inside matched the tattoo I had on my hip.

“Like the view?” He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I laughed.

The movement made the blanket covering me fall to my waist, baring my breasts. The lingerie I'd worn on our wedding night was somewhere on the floor. Cade had loved it, but it hadn't lasted long before he'd stripped me naked and made me scream so loud I worried our neighbors would call the cops. If we'd been at my old place, they definitely would've, but our new apartment had slightly thicker walls.

“Damn, Aubree.” Cade's eyes darkened as he stared at my breasts. “If you don't cover yourself up, we're never going to get to breakfast.”

“I'm okay with that.” I ran my fingers over my breast and grazed my nipple. I sucked in a breath. It was swollen and sore from how hard Cade had sucked, twisted, pulled and bitten it, but I still felt a jolt of pleasure go straight through me.

His expression was regretful. “But then we'll miss our flight.”

“What?” Because it was June, I wasn't in school and since Cade was self-employed, time off wasn't a problem, but finances were. We weren't doing badly, but we'd had to choose between a honeymoon and a deposit on an apartment in a better section of the city. Since we wanted to start a family in the next year or so, we'd decided the new apartment was more important. Our honeymoon was just going to be time to ourselves, in the apartment, maybe dinner or a movie.

He smiled at me.

“What are you grinning about?”

He held up something I hadn't seen when he'd first come in. They looked like airline tickets.

“Adelle and Mindy went in on a honeymoon present for us. We leave for Hawaii at one.”

Chapter 11

Cade

I looked down at Aubree as the plane began to descend. She'd fallen asleep after we changed planes and I was reluctant to wake her. Neither one of us had gotten much sleep last night, but I knew she hadn't slept well the night before the wedding either. I hated that what had happened to her before we'd met had made her so nervous, but I had to admit that when I saw her walking down the aisle toward me, I was actually grateful that her ex had been such an ass. I wasn't sure where I'd be if I hadn't met her.

Actually, I amended, I knew where I'd be. I'd be in some rich woman's bed, enjoying the physical act of fucking while still thinking that the idea of love was nothing but shit. I'd be alive, but not really living.

There was also a distinct possibility I’d be dead right now as well. If she hadn’t come looking for me when she did, I would have died on that bed.

I sighed, thinking of Sammy and what he’d done. I refused to press charges, the poor man had spent enough time behind bars for me as it was, but I’d told him to get out of my life. I could only hope that he would.

The pilot's voice cut through my thoughts, telling us we would be landing soon and I knew I had to wake Aubree. As much as I hated to disturb her, a flash of warmth went through me when I saw those gorgeous violet eyes looking up at me through her long lashes. When she smiled, my heart skipped a beat.

Damn, I loved this woman.

I barely registered the sunshine and warmth as we stepped out of the airport. All of my attention was on her face. Her eyes were wide, her expression one of pure joy. I made a mental note to buy something nice for Mindy and Adelle. Over the last year and a half, I'd gotten used to not being able to spend money like before, but I hated that I couldn't lavish Aubree with gifts. Worst had been when we'd realized we had to choose between a honeymoon and a new apartment. I'd wanted to give Aubree the wedding and honeymoon of her dreams. Thanks to her friends, she was getting what she deserved.

We rode to the hotel in silence with Aubree snuggled up against my side. It was peaceful, a state of being I hadn't experienced until I'd fallen in love. When we reached the room, I unlocked the door, then scooped Aubree into my arms. She laughed and my heart soared as I carried her into the hotel room.

What had I done to deserve her? Over the course of our relationship, I found myself asking that question many times. When I saw her sleeping next to me. When our bodies were joined, moving together as we sought to reach sweet release. When she'd agreed to marry me. But never more than yesterday, when she'd taken my hands in hers and vowed to love, honor and cherish me until death parted us. I hadn't been able to stop the tears from forming, and there'd been no embarrassment when I wiped them away.

Now, as I carried her into the honeymoon suite, I made another vow. One to myself. I promised I would spend the rest of my life making sure she was happy. And the first step to doing that was to do what I did best, especially when I was with her.

I set her on her feet and she hurried toward the double doors that lead to the balcony. I followed. Of course I followed. I'd follow her anywhere. Everywhere.

When I reached the balcony, she was standing at the edge, looking out over a beautiful white, sandy beach and bright blue water. It was magnificent, but all I saw was her.

She'd worn a pale yellow sundress, simply cut, chosen more for comfort during travel than anything else. So fucking sexy.

I walked up behind her and slid my arms around her waist. She leaned back against me, relaxing against my body. I rested my cheek on her head and marveled at the way we fit together. It wasn't just during sex either. Our bodies just seemed to naturally come together like two puzzle pieces whether we were standing like this or making love. I'd had sex with more women than I could count and never experienced anything like it until Aubree. My Aubree.

“This is perfect,” she sighed. She tilted her head up so that her lips could find mine. The kiss was gentle, almost chaste, or at least it started out that way. Then she turned in my arms and things got a bit more intense.

She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her body against mine until I started to harden against her hip. She moaned as her breasts pushed against my chest and I knew it was because her nipples were still sensitive. The memory of what I'd done to them last night made me squeeze her even tighter. My tongue thrust between her lips and hers met it with a ferocity that made me groan. Damn, she was amazing.

I wasn't even aware we'd made it to the bedroom until the back of my knees hit the bed. It didn't take long for us to lose our clothes and then we were falling back onto the bedspread. My hands ran over her, every familiar inch. It was odd, I thought, how I knew her body almost better than I did my own, but still never tired of touching her, tasting her.

I rolled us over so that she was on top and grinning down at me. I didn't need to tell her what I wanted, but I did it anyway.

“Turn around.”

She quickly situated herself so that her knees were on either side of my head, her pussy hovering just above my face. I felt her warm breath on my cock and it twitched. I reached up and took hold of her hips, using them to guide her down until I could put my mouth on her. As I ran my tongue along her slit, she dropped her head and took as much of my cock as she could. The wet heat of her mouth made me moan, but didn't distract me from my task.

I'd never minded going down on women, but Aubree was the first I actually enjoyed doing it to. Not just the enjoyment of seeing her come, but the act itself. I loved the feel of her smooth skin, the way her walls quivered around my tongue. I loved her clit, sucking it into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. I even loved the way she tasted. Every woman was different, and Aubree was intoxicating.

She came as I teased her clit and I flipped us over even as she was still climaxing. She cried out as I pushed inside her. She was stretched enough from last night that I didn't have to fight for every inch, but she was still tight. And she fit me like a glove. She called my name, nails raking down my back to join the marks she'd made before. I moved faster, pleasure coursing through me with every thrust. Pleasure and love.

When I'd first fallen in love with Aubree, I hadn't thought it'd be possible to love her more, but every day, I proved myself wrong. I leaned down and took her mouth, my lips parting hers. Her body rose to meet mine, driving me deeper even as my tongue thrust into her mouth. I heard her whimper as I thumbed her nipple and then shifted so that I pressed against her clit with each thrust. Just two more strokes and she was coming again. Her pussy tightened around me and I tore my mouth away, swearing as I lost control, emptying myself deep inside her.

“My Aubree,” I breathed as I slumped on top of her. I'd asked her once if I was too heavy and she'd told me she liked feeling me lay on her after I came.

“My Cade.” She ran her fingers through my hair and then kissed my forehead.

I rolled us over, staying inside her as I wrapped the blankets around us. It was still fairly early, but we were both tired. I kissed the spot beneath her ear. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” she said. Despite having slept on the plane, she sounded sleepy.

“How did I get so lucky?” I murmured out loud. “A casual encounter? A weird coincidence?”

“Don't be silly,” she said with a laugh. “It was fate.”

“I don't believe in fate,” I replied automatically.

She shook her head and laughed again. “Sure you do.” She lifted my hand and pressed her lips against my palm. “You just don't know it yet.”

“Oh really?” Now I was amused. “And you know me that well?”

“Of course I do,” she said confidently. “You're mine.”

I smiled as I held her closer. She was right. I was hers.

- The End -

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