Page 21 of His Infatuated Wife

Everything was always about what other people thought.

But with Riri, it's different.

It gives me pleasure to see her happy, and before I know it, I'm taking pictures myself, and all of them are of her.

Riri is like a little girl enjoying her first Christmas when we check in at our hotel, and I tell her I have a surprise in store for her.

"You're the sweetest man ever!"

I can't help but wince at the words, but Riri only laughs.

"You are, you know."

What the hell do I have to do with this woman?

How do I make her realize I'm not the perfect man she thinks I am?

Riri's reaction is priceless when she sees where we're having our wedding. My staff has effectively coordinated everything I asked for with hotel management, and they've successfully converted their ballroom into a paradise of all of her favorite flowers.

She starts sniffing as we sign our wedding documents, and by the time she helps me wear my wedding ring, her tears are falling endlessly down her cheeks.

I imagine it would be a simple task when it's my turn to help her wear her wedding ring. But the moment I reach for her hand, that's when it finally hits me.

This is real.

Riri is about to become my wife.

And I'm about to become her husband.

The truth nearly knocks me off balance, and my own hands start shaking as I help Riri with her wedding ring.

"I'm now your wife," Riri whispers.

"And so you are."

"Then that means...you can finally kiss---mmph!"

Riri

Finally, oh finally.

It's the first time I've ever been kissed, and I feel like weeping at the realization that my first kiss also happens to be from the man I love and married.

Oh, thank You, God, thank You.

My toes curl hard as my husband's lips part mine.

Am I allowed to thank You, God, that my husband has the softest and warmest lips EVER?

And oh, when his tongue slips inside my mouth, I just can't help it.

Thank You, God, thank You!

Because it just feels so, so good to have my husband kiss me, and when he starts sucking on my tongue---

My husband is so hot, God, thank You!

It's just too much, and my knees immediately buckle.

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