Experiment in Terror Book 9 - Page 66

The sex had to wait. I suppose it made it more special that way, though in my mind it was hard to get more special than being f**ked in a wedding gown. I mean, there are only so many times you can have that happen.

So we went back to reception and watched as the guests grew tired and retreated to their rooms or the very long drive back to Seattle. Dex even managed to talk to his dad and stepmother for about a half hour while I was doing makeshift beer pong with Tony and Matt. It was nice, just knowing that despite everything and everyone we had lost, we still had our families and were about to start a new one.

When there was just ten drunks milling around on the dance floor to all the bad songs, Dex and I quickly left, like we were fleeing the scene of a crime. It was late and we were unbelievably tired and if we were going to consummate this marriage, we had to do it now.

We went up to our suite – gorgeous and spacious – and he carried me through the door in his arms before depositing me on the bed

“Well, well, well,” he said, grabbing under my dress and pulling me towards the edge of the frame. “This is the first time I get to sleep with Mrs. Dex Foray. She’s sexier than I had imagined.”

“You better believe it,” I told him, spreading my legs wider. I was wearing sky blue lace panties. My borrowed was the sparkle pins in my hair, the old was my engagement ring and the new was my dress. I had at least made some kind of an effort.

I’d also gotten a full-on bikini wax. There was that too.

Dex pulled off my underwear with his teeth and then moaned with admiration.

“I think I’m going to like married life a lot,” he murmured before his tongue snaked up the inside of my thighs.

“Me too,” I said, my hips automatically arching for his tongue.

He didn’t disappoint. He never did.

We f**ked, made love, had sex as husband and wife. It felt better than I could have ever thought. Our relationship was consummated. Things were reborn. They were given life and new beginnings. We were given hope for the future.

And afterward, while I lay there in his arms, me his wife and he my husband, I realized I didn’t know what the future held. But I knew it held Dex.

And that was more than good enough for me.

That was everything.

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