“We can’t just leave,” Hope said. “Everyone is still here.”
“Hell we can’t.” He whistled and got everyone’s attention.
“Thank you all for coming. We appreciated everything you did to make this a special day for us. Please keep partying, but we have to leave because my bride is anxious to be alone with me.”
Hope gasped, making him grin and everyone else laugh. Her eyes narrowed on him at the same time she blushed. He let her hug a few people before picking her up in his arms and walking her to their room.
“I can’t believe you said that,” she said after the door closed behind them.
He chuckled. “I think they knew the truth, pet.”
“They better. My mother was probably scandalized.”
He snorted. He very much doubted that, but he wasn’t going to fight with her. Once he took off his tie and suit coat, he turned her and unzipped the dress.
“Wait…” She grabbed the front of her dress to keep it from falling.
“No. I need to see my bride.”
She sighed but released the dress for him to slide off. He was careful to put it over a chair before turning back and stripping her down to her panties and bra.
He took a step back. Fuck, just looking at her made sweat break out over his forehead. His cock hardened to the point of throbbing pain. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“I think you look very handsome.”
Blake smiled. “Thank you.”
He pulled her tighter against his chest, bent his head, and kissed her until they were both breathless. His hand slid up and down her back as he looked down at her. “Did you take a bath today, baby?”
“Yes, why?”
“Because it was supposed to help with any soreness you might have.”
He bit his lip when she looked confused for a moment until it must have dawned on her that he was talking about her cunt because a fiery blush covered her face.
“Do you feel better?” he asked.
He didn’t realize she could get redder, but he was wrong.
“I … yes, I think so.”
“I want to make love to you in the worst way, but there’s no way I’ll hurt you.”
She nodded. “I really think I’m okay.”
He stripped her bra and panties off and then he picked her up and laid her on the bed before undressing himself. She gasped when he came down beside her and laid his hand on her breast.
“Tell me if you don’t like something I do or it hurts, okay?”
She nodded.
He skimmed his hand and gaze over her. He could spend the rest of his life in bed with her and never get tired of it.
That night, he planned to concentrate on making his bride feel as good as possible and satisfying her several times so she’d crave him as much as he did her.