The Wedding Night:
I couldn't keep my hands off of him. For all I cared, he could have me in the garden. I just wanted him. My body burned for him. I felt hot under the collar, my teeth nibbling against his throat as he carried me the rest of the way there.
He was chuckling. “We're not going to make it to the guest house if you keep doing that."
To that, I only sucked on his throat harder. He made a small noise as his arms trembled around me. “Then hurry up."
A groan slipped out of his throat and that noise did funny things to my knees. He quickened his pace. I just took it as a challenge.
My fingertips were unbuttoning his shirt before we even got to the door. It felt like an eternity before we got there. Once we were inside, he set me down and I turned. “Unzip me?" I offered, shimmy
