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As much as my c**k was ready, willing, and able to drive into her, I refused to take Lexi like an animal––like I’d overheard Tristan do. Our wedding night was one of the most momentous events of our lives, and I intended for both of us to remember this forever. I was determined to hold back until Lexi was writhing in my arms and begging me for more.
My plan was to caress, cuddle, tease, lick, and kiss every inch of her until she was frantic to have me inside her. Even once I entered her, I would make love to her tenderly to show her what she had been missing up until now. After I spent the entire night showing her how a real man made love to a woman, she wouldn’t even remember Tristan’s name.
When she reached for the buckle of my belt, I clamped my hand around her wrist to slow her.
