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  Kyle grabbed my wrists just the way I grabbed his earlier and pulled them down, letting his long cock pop out and point directly at me. He was long and thick, enormous and impressive.

  “Oh my god…” I kept saying stupid things and I wish I would stop.

  He pulled his boxers off and dropped them on top of my panties.

  His size threw me off and I couldn’t recover. It was a good thing but it was also a bad thing. My past started to creep back into my thoughts, and I remembered how much it hurt. It was rough and violent, and I cried through the entire ordeal.

  Kyle knew my mind had drifted. He wrapped his hand around my neck and forced me to look directly at him. “Stay with me.”

  I looked him in the eye and felt the past fade away.

  He moved on top of me and separated my legs. It seemed like he was positioning himself to be inside me, but he said that wouldn’t happen tonight. And if that’s what he said, then he meant it.

  He pressed a soft kiss to my lips before he spoke. “It’s just you and me, sweetheart.”

  “I know…” It surprised me how sensitive he was. He had no idea what happened to me, but he was still unnaturally thoughtful to my feelings and emotions. He never asked me where my hesitance came from, and he gave me the patience I needed. He was an incredible man—the most incredible.

  He pressed his cock directly against my folds, the area between my legs that was throbbing so much it hurt. I was slick down below, flooded with moisture that he elicited. A quiet moan rumbled from deep in the back of his throat. “You’re so wet for me.”

  So wet it was a little embarrassing. At least he enjoyed it. I cupped his face and felt his cock slide back and forth. Every time he moved against my clitoris it felt so amazing. My back was arching and my body was tightening. I felt the distant burn deep inside my core. It was slowly building, about to erupt into a crescendo.

  I tried to fight the moans that escaped my lips, but more kept coming, and more often. “Oh god…” Nothing had ever felt this good in my life. Just feeling him rub against me sent my body into overdrive. I couldn’t handle everything he was giving me. It felt so good it hurt.

  “Sweetheart…” That same rumble erupted from the back of his throat. His arms were tightening, showing the distinction of muscles and veins. His back was tight from his thrusts.

  I couldn’t believe it was happening. I was about to spiral head first into a world of pleasure. Years had come and gone and I hadn’t experienced a single one in that amount of time. But now I was on the brink of the best one I’ve ever had.

  It hit me the same way lightning strikes the earth. The collision was so powerful it shook the earth, affecting everything within its radius. The soil was burning hot, still smoking.

  And that’s exactly how I felt.

  My head rolled back and I dug my fingers into his arms, feeling the blinding sensation between my legs. I screamed for the entire duration but I was so blind-sided I wasn’t sure what was happening.

  He continued to rub against me before he released a deep moan. Then he exploded onto my stomach, still pumping into me as he released every drop.

  Seeing him release onto my skin was sexy enough to make my orgasm last a little longer. My body ached in a grateful way, pleased that I had an experience I’d denied myself for so long.

  Kyle looked down at me, the same pleased look on his face. His eyes were heavy with sleep and he seemed satisfied, just as satisfied as I was. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my sweaty forehead, his chest still racing with his deep breathing.

  “That felt so good…”

  “I’m glad you liked it.” He grabbed the box of tissues on the nightstand and wiped away his seed on my stomach. Then he cleaned himself off, removing all the thick, white drops.

  It was a lot.

  He tossed everything on the ground then lay beside me on the bed. Instead of waiting for me to come to him like he usually did, he grabbed me and positioned me on his chest, exactly where he liked me. His arms rested on my lower back and he closed his eyes, ready for sleep.

  Even though we were both still sweaty I didn’t mind. I listened to his deep breaths, feeling the rise and fall of his chest. It was a lullaby to me, a song that made me relax.

  It was difficult to keep my eyes open when the exhaustion crept in. That orgasm knocked the wind out of me, sucking away all my energy. I never knew an orgasm could feel that good.

  It felt like the first one I ever had.

  ***

  Kyle walked his mom down the aisle, wearing a deep navy blue suit. His eyes were on his mother’s face the entire time, watching her smile light up the world around her. When he handed her over to Charles, he winked at him. “I know you’ll take care of her.”

  Charles smiled then pulled Carol in front of the pastor.

  Only thirty people were at the ceremony on the beach. It was held at a private estate, property Charles had owned for several years. The weather was beautiful and the wind was absent on the beach.

  It couldn’t have been a more perfect day.

  Kyle took the seat beside me and held my hand. “How’d I do?”

  “Great.”

  “I look sexy in my suit, huh?” He wiggled his eyebrows.

  “I’m not sure how I can keep my hands off you for the rest of the evening.”

  His teasing nature disappeared, and now he looked nothing but serious. “Then don’t.”

  ***

  Kyle and I sat together at the dinner table, enjoying the prime rib and delectable wine they had. Platters of cheese and bread were on every table, and it was definitely the best I’d ever had.

  Carol and Charles were dancing together under the stream of white lights. The ocean was in the background, and the sunset over the horizon. It was dusk, and the sky couldn’t look more beautiful.

  “Can I have this dance?” Kyle extended his hand.

  “Should we give them the floor?”

  “No. Mom specifically told me she wanted to see us dance at her wedding. It’s her gift.”

  I placed my hand in his and allowed him to pull me into the center of the dance floor. He took up a proper position and slowly danced with me, guiding me every step of the way.

  Carol looked over at us, and she smiled so genuinely it seemed like she might cry.

  “Your mother cares about your happiness more than her own.”

  “That’s true. She told me I better give her grandchildren before she dies.”

  “And will you?”

  “Absolutely.”

  I pictured he and I expecting our first child. I was swollen and pregnant, and Kyle was opening every door and waiting on me hand-and-foot. His mother and Charles would be at the hospital when I delivered, and I could picture their smiling faces right then and there.

  He brought me closer into his chest as he moved, his eyes soaking me in. “Last night was fun.”

  Neither one of us had mentioned it until now. “It was…”

  “Every time I think about it I get hard.”

  Those words made me hard myself.

  “I’m having a great time tonight, but I’m eager to go back to the room.”

  Last night I did a lot of things I wasn’t sure I could do. I kissed a man, our bodies completely naked, and we did sexual things that were more satisfying than any other sexual experience I’d ever had. I didn’t think I could get to this point, but Kyle brought me there.

  I knew I needed to tell him the truth. Last night shouldn’t have happened without everything out in the open. It was my business and my past, but I felt deceitful hiding it from him. Deep down inside, I still didn’t want to tell him.

  I was afraid I would lose him.

  Now that I’d fallen so hard for him I wasn’t sure if I could walk away. Kyle had become such an intricate part of my life. He pulled all my walls down and showed me how to trust again. Not all the men in the world were evil—only a few.

  “You look great in that dress—but I think it’d look
better on my hotel floor.”

  The cheesy line made me smile. “Does that line usually work?”

  “It worked on you, didn’t it?” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully.

  I chuckled and kept dancing with him, loving the way he cradled me as we moved. He gripped me tightly but with just the right amount of softness. His lips brushed passed mine every few minutes, teasing me. “Thank you for taking me along.”

  “There’s no one else I’d rather share this moment with.” He turned me slightly, passing his mom. She gave us a smile before she kept dancing. “And I don’t think anyone else would have made my mom happier.”

  I smiled and felt the redness in my cheeks.

  “When we get back home she’s going to hammer me about marrying you.”

  “You think?”

  “I know,” he said with a laugh. “She thinks I’m old and need to settle down. But she doesn’t understand people of our generation aren’t getting married young anymore. We take our time and explore the world before we choose a partner. Perhaps I’m picky but I was waiting for the right girl.”

  “I don’t think that’s picky. I think it’s romantic.”

  “Well…I think I have found the right girl.” He squeezed my waist as he continued to dance with me. He completely led our direction because I was physically unable to do anything. He watched my reaction, searching my eyes deep down into my soul.

  His words were so beautiful they were heartbreaking. The sincerity in his voice washed over me in waves, exciting me and terrifying me at the same time. In my heart, I knew I felt the same way. It was obvious.

  But now I had to tell him the truth.

  ***

  When the night ended it was after midnight. For older people, they sure didn’t go to bed early.

  “Where are they going on their honeymoon?” I walked inside our room then set my clutch on the table.

  “Switzerland.”

  “That’ll be nice.”

  “Yeah, I’m sure it will.” The second he was inside he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pinned me against his chest and kissed my neck, devouring me like I was his.

  I couldn’t get over how good it felt.

  Kyle pulled my hair over one shoulder and continued to kiss me. Then he grabbed my chin and turned my neck toward him, kissing me hard on the mouth and guiding me further into the room. “You looked so beautiful tonight. That was all I could think about.”

  I gripped his hips behind me, latching onto him. “Not as beautiful as you.”

  He pulled off his jacket and quickly yanked off his tie. His shirt was gone in a nanosecond then he was back to kissing me. “Now that I can kiss you that’s all I want to do.”

  Now there was no turning back. I’d fallen hard for this man and couldn’t picture myself with anyone else. He brought me back to life and he didn’t even realize it. He made me whole by putting together all my broken pieces.

  So I couldn’t make love to him without telling him the truth.

  He had the right to know.

  “Kyle?”

  He stopped kissing me and pressed his lips to my ear. “Sweetheart.”

  I turned around and faced him head-on. Now I had to look at him I realized how hard this was. It might be the last conversation we ever had. It could be the last moment he would ever look at me like that. All that affection would die away, and nothing but disgust would remain. “There’s something I want to tell you.”

  He turned serious, but his eyes were still hungry for me. He kept his hands to his sides but they shook slightly, like they wanted to grab me by their own will. His obsessive need to touch me was romantic and sexy. No man had ever treated me that way. “I’m listening.”

  “I didn’t want to be with you in the beginning because I just wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to date anymore than I had to, and there was no one I was interested in anyway. But that was before you came along…”

  His eyes were locked to mine, hanging on to every word I said.

  “You’ve changed my life in so many good ways. Reality became better than my dreams, and I longed to be with you every chance I got. I never thought I could feel that way. I never thought…I could fall in love.”

  His eyes immediately softened and he looked at me in a new way. Now his look was full of an entirely new emotion altogether. Our relationship had changed irrevocably in that moment and there was no going back.

  “And I—”

  “I love you too.”

  My entire body stopped functioning. My heart stopped beating, my lungs cut off my air supply, and even my brain turned off. All I did was feel—feel everything. This incredible man loved me.

  He loved me.

  Kyle closed the gap between us and cupped my cheeks. His mouth was on mine quicker than I could stop him, and then a beautiful kiss ensued. It was soft and gentle, but it was strong and full of angst. He needed to kiss me because he would die if he stopped.

  My lips trembled under his touch, and my hands gripped his to hold onto something. The passion and fire between us was enough to burn down everything around us. It was the kind of love I thought only existed in fictional worlds, not real life.

  Kyle unzipped my dress as he continued to kiss me, and then he pulled each strap down, letting it snake down my body until it fell to the floor. He unclasped my strapless bra, and when it came loose it thudded softly against the carpet.

  The more articles of clothing that fell, the deeper I fell into him. Our kiss became heated and desperate, like we needed each other then and there just to survive.

  He grabbed my thong and pulled it down, kissing my hips as he helped me step out of the material. When he rose to his feet again I undid his slacks and pulled them off. He kicked off his shoes then everything else, including his boxers. All that was left were his socks.

  He guided me on the bed and moved on top of me, pulling off his socks as he went. His mouth was on mine again, and he kissed me harshly. It was as gentle as it was yesterday, but it somehow felt better.

  We moved together in our heated embrace, kissing and touching one another. The area between my legs was soaked and ready for his entrance. The past was irrelevant and didn’t enter my mind once. All I thought was Kyle and how much I wanted him. I wanted to be with him, to show him just how much I loved him.

  He stopped kissing me and separated his legs with mine. He pressed his forehead to mine and breathed deeply, the sweat already on his chest. “Can I make love to you?”

  “Yes.” The words were out of my mouth before I could even think them. My body wanted him as well as my heart. I knew this was right. I knew Kyle was the right guy to share this moment with. He stole my heart a long time ago, and now I wanted to fall even further into him.

  He grabbed a condom and rolled it on his length before he positioned himself over me.

  Instead of being afraid I was excited. What we were about to have was beautiful and pleasurable. It would be just like last night, but better. I gripped his arms as I waited for him to enter me.

  He pressed his tip inside me and slowly stretched me apart, taking his time and giving me a second to acclimate. I was soaked down below so he was able to move inside easily.

  The second I felt him I bit my bottom lip.

  He pushed further inside me, stretching me wide as his entire length penetrated me. He moved until he was balls-deep. He studied my face, making sure it felt good.

  I ran my hands up his chest and enjoyed his fullness. It didn’t hurt in the least. In fact, it felt unbelievably good. He was big for my small size, but my body handled him because I was so aroused.

  He kissed my forehead before he slowly rocked into me, giving me gentle thrusts. The pace was irrelevant. He took it slow, enjoying every movement we both felt.

  I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and gripped him tightly, holding on as I moved with him. I rocked my hips from below, taking in his length over and over. He never increased his speed, going as slow as possible.


  But I liked it that way.

  Kyle looked me in the eye as he moved inside me, watching every reaction I felt to him. He seemed to be paying more attention to my enjoyment than his own.

  I fingered his strands of hair and felt my lips brush past his. I couldn’t control my breathing because everything felt so magnificent. It was the first time I had sex that was beautiful and sexy at the same time. Neither one of us cared about getting off. All we cared about was sharing the moment.

  “You’re okay, sweetheart?” His chest and arms were covered in sweat, making his skin shiny and slippery.

  “More than okay.”

  He positioned my legs over his shoulders then leaned far over me, his head pressed to mine. He gave me the same slow thrusts but now he went deeper inside me.

  It felt too good to be true. “Kyle…”

  “You’re going to come.” He increased his pace slightly. “I can feel it…”

  I didn’t know how he knew that but I didn’t ask. I dug my nails into his skin as I felt the distant burn I’d recently become familiar with. It flushed through my entire body and made me come alive like a white, hot inferno. My entire body shut down just for a moment to accommodate the feelings.

  And then it hit me.

  “Oh my god…”

  Carnal and aroused, he looked into my eyes with the same expression. Watching me explode around his cock brought him to the same level where I was placed. After a quiet groan he buried himself as far inside me as he could go and he released.

  I pulled him further into me, loving the fact he was experiencing what I just felt a second ago—and I was the one who made him feel that.

  He depleted himself entirely before his breathing returned to normal. He kept his body on top of mine like he didn’t want to leave anytime soon. “I’m sorry. I could go longer but my stamina isn’t what it used to be.”

  “It was perfect.”

  “Yeah?” He kissed me, tasting salty.

  “Yeah.”

  He rubbed his nose against mine, the first time he ever did that with me. “I’m satisfied but I still want you…”

  “I want you too.”

  “Then I’m not going anywhere.” He kissed me again, his embraces soft and gentle. He stayed on top of me and ran his fingers through my hair, loving me with everything he had. Within minutes he grew hard inside me once more, and then he slowly started to rock.