“I would never…” I say near her ear. As I push the dress down her body, my hands mapping every delicate curve, I run my lips along her neck, sending a heated breath of desire over her skin.
“Oh, you so would,” she says, her playful tone giving way to passion. “But I prefer this way much more.” Turning in my arms, she lifts up on her toes to kiss me.
Bending at the knee, I grasp the back of her thighs and lift her against me. She wraps her legs around my waist, and I release a low groan. “I, on the other hand, have no qualms about ruining a rented tux,” I say, taking us toward the edge of the hot tub.
She only has a second to gasp as I begin to lower us into the water before my lips are back on h
ers. I hold her to me as I submerge us below the bubbles. My hands slide over her slick skin, my mouth devouring hers, and I quake with need as she expertly works my tux open, connecting us skin to skin.
“Oh, no,” she says, pushing back. “We had a deal.” She begins to refasten her bra as she sits up, her legs still straddling my waist.
“You’re kidding me,” I say. “It’s our wedding night. We have to consummate, Ari. It’s the rule.” I roam my hand up her thigh. “I promise, I’ll finish it. Tonight, even. Just later.”
She shakes her head. “You’ve been saying that for a month. What are you waiting for? You brought your laptop, right?” She runs her hands over my chest, working a long groan from me. “Finish the last chapter…and then I’ll consummate the hell out of you.” Her wicked smile heats my blood.
I reach up and cup her cheek. Bringing her face close to mine, I say, “I’ve been waiting for you—for this day, for this moment. And I won’t know how to complete the book until we finish this scene…” Then I seize her lips.
She caresses me sweetly, tenderly, then deepens the kiss, accepting our ending.
This may work for fiction, but it’s far from the end of our story.
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