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They congratulated us before leaving.

I turned to Chad. "Why did you ask two people?"

"Bella's instructions. In case one of them messed it up.”

I started to laugh and then realized... "Oh my God. Bella knows."

"Of course. We went ring shopping together." He cupped my face, pressing one thumb against the corner of my mouth.

By the glint in his eyes, I knew he wanted to devour me again, but that wouldn't do.

"What do you think about going to the house?" he asked.

"Sure. Is Bella there?"

"No. Xander took her out for the day. And you know what that means?" He wiggled his eyebrows. "We have the house all to ourselves.”

Chapter Thirty-Five

Chad

We didn’t linger in the Quarter. Instead, we went straight to the house. I was always hungry for Scarlett, but right now, I was downright desperate. I needed this woman with every fiber of my being. I kissed her without any restraint, walking her directly up to the master bedroom.

"You smell so damn good," I said, and she giggled. I straightened up. "Why are you laughing?"

"No reason." Her secretive smile told me different, but I wanted to explore her too much to press her about it.

"I bet you taste just as good."

She swallowed hard as I sank my fingers into her hair. Turning her around, I closed my eyes while I took in a deep breath, then kissed her neck.

"This dress is fantastic," I murmured against her skin.

Her upper back was exposed. The lower was covered. Wanting to trail my mouth all the way down, I kissed down her spine. When I reached her lower back, I lowered the zipper past her ass. Then I pushed her panties down and licked the base of her spine. She shuddered in appreciation, and I trailed my hands down her legs before clasping her ankles. She moaned, dropping her head back. I slowly moved my hands back up, pressing both thumbs into the backs of her knees while I nuzzled the base of her spine with the tip of my nose.

"Chad," she whispered.

Her reaction only fueled my desire. I moved one hand farther up and drew circles on the back of on knee with the other one.

I reached between her thighs and tugged blindly, needing to touch her pussy. I quickly realized I’d used more force than necessary, because her panties ripped. Scarlett gasped as I felt for the elastic band, then pulled them down her legs, wanting them out of the way completely. Sure enough, they were torn.

I thought I'd be content with touching her bare skin, but no. I wanted to see more of her too.

I started to yank down her dress, but she protested. "Chad, no! The other way round."

I pushed her dress over her ass and to her middle. She grabbed it from there, pulling it over her head.

Hell yes. I wanted to watch this woman get naked for me every single night, forever.

When she started to turn around, I said, "No. Stay like this."

Stepping closer, I pressed two fingers along her opening. She was wet and so damn ready that I almost pulled her down on me right then, but instead I kissed her ass cheeks. I reached her pussy from behind, nudging her clit. At first, I only used the tips of my fingers, then the entire length of them, drawing out the movement. I felt her muscles contract with every passing second. Her moans resounded through the room.

I loved hearing my woman cry out in pleasure, but if she continued like that, I wasn't going to be able to wait until she came to sink inside her.

"Chad," she whispered. "Please, please, please, please."

It was more than I could bear.

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