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danced with my husband?
The music started as Carter and Isaac walked to the center of the dance floor and they
danced. Apart from the music, there wasn t another sound. Everyone just watched.
When the second song started, Hannah and Carlos joined them on the dance floor and
Will stood up, holding out his hand.
He led me out to where others were dancing, and he pulled me against him. Are you
okay? he asked quietly.
Just very happy, I answered. Emotional wreck would have been a better way to
describe it. I don t know why it took me so long I shrugged. but I get it now.
Will stopped moving and held my face. He kissed me softly and stared straight into my
eyes.
He didn t have to say anything. Not a word. But I knew this would be the day we made
love.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
We danced, talked, and laughed for the duration of the wedding reception, and I was
filled with a nervous excitement about going back to Carter and Isaac s house. Carter and Isaac
were heading off to some five-star hotel for the night, so I knew we d be alone when we got
there.
So after the newlyweds said goodbye, and as the happy crowd dispersed, we made a quiet
car trip home.
Will looked nervous too, which told me he knew what was about to happen between us as
well.
Walking through the front door, I pulled off my jacket and tie and threw them over the
sofa. Did you want a drink or something? I asked, walking through to the kitchen trying to act
distracted.
Will followed me in. No, thanks, he said softly. Then he stepped in front of me and ran
his thumb over my jaw. Mark?
I could hardly breathe, let alone answer him. I swallowed thickly and managed to nod.
His lips teased mine, barely touching me, but his eyes were dark and heavy lidded. I
want you.
My heart hammered in my chest. I want you, too.
Take me to bed, he whispered. Please.
I kissed him then, holding his face to mine, and he pushed us against the kitchen bench,
pressing his entire body against me. I could feel how hard he was, how turned on he was.
I moaned at the contact and warmth shot through my blood. I pulled my lips from his,
trying to slow things down. Will, bedroom, I said gruffly, and taking his hand, I led us down
the hall and into our room.
Our room.
Will surprised me by walking over to the walk-in closet. He rummaged through his
suitcase until he found what he was after and smiled as he put a box of condoms and a bottle of
lube on the bedside table.
He walked back over to me and kissed me softly.
I started to unbutton his shirt. Will, I want to take my time with you, I said breathily. I
want this to be perfect.
He cupped my face and made me look at him. It will be.
I m nervous, I told him quietly.
Don t be.
I thought you might want to top&
Will s eyes widened and he smiled. Mark, he said gently. You re not a bottom.
I would do that for you, I told him honestly. I will do that for you. I want to.
He smiled and closed his eyes, resting his forehead against mine. Not tonight, he
whispered. I want you inside me.
His words sent a shiver right through me, and when I kissed him, I knew there was no
stopping.
Never taking my mouth from his, I undressed him. I undid his shirt buttons and let his
shirt fall from his shoulders. I undid his suit pants and pushed him gently so he sat on the bed. I
took off his shoes and socks and pulled his suit pants from his legs, leaving only his briefs on.
I undressed myself slowly, taking in his almost-naked body before me. There were no
first-time jitters now, no embarrassed, awkward moments. I was completely sure about this.
When I was completely naked, I knelt on the bed and made my way up his body, trailing
openmouthed kisses over his skin. Over his thighs, over the outline of his hard cock, I breathed
in his scent. It was musk and spice and heady and his breath hitched as my nose ran up the length
of him.
I kissed up his stomach and over his chest, pressing my lips against his throat, his jaw,
and finally his lips.
I settled my weight on him, nestling between his open thighs, and our cocks pressed
against each other.
It sparked an urgency, a passion, in our kiss, in our touch. His fingers dug into me as he
lifted his hips into mine. Mark, please, he said gruffly. I can t wait any longer.
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