Page 59 of Close to My Heart

“You said you were open to the idea of us?” he whispered into my ear, and my weight rested against his chest.

“Uh-huh.” I was melting into him, dying for him to keep touching me and whispering in my ear.

He slowly turned me so that we were facing each other. “What do you think about me giving you a wedding night to remember?”

Looking up at the man I’d loved as a dear friend most of my life, I couldn’t remember why we hadn’t done this before. “I want that.”

He cupped my cheek and kissed me; this time it was unrestrained and full of passion. He wanted me. There was no mistaking the crush of his lips against mine or the press of his body. He was hard everywhere.

“I want to go slow, but I can’t.”

I shook my head, the fire within me burning hot. “I want to get out of this dress. I want to feel you.”

“That can be arranged.” He turned me again so he could tackle the buttons. “Were these designed to slow down the wedding night?”

“I think so.” There was a buzz in my ears and a vibration under my skin. I was barely holding on.

When the last button was released, the weight of the dress sagged before Wes carefully pushed it off and held my hand as I stepped out of it.

He surprised me by carrying the dress to the chair and draping it carefully over the back of it. “I didn’t bring anything to hang it up.”

“That’s okay.”

When he turned back to me and saw what I was wearing, his eyes turned dark. The bra was built into the bodice of the dress, so I was naked except for a tiny baby blue lace thong with crystals that formed I Do.

My nipples were hard from the cool air and Wes’s slow perusal.

I was practically naked in front of my best friend.

He crossed the room, his finger going to the lace on my hip, his finger tracing the outline of the crystals. “I can’t believe this is what you were wearing underneath.”

“Would you have left the reception earlier if you’d known?”

His gaze raised to mine. “Absolutely.”

His fingers danced over my skin, his expression one of awe as if he couldn’t believe I was standing nearly naked in front of him. The fact that he was wearing a tux, jacket and all, just added to the eroticism of the moment.

The lace of my panties was damp, and my body on edge, waiting for him to make a move.

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WES

Sutton’s body was exquisite. Miles of creamy skin, perky breasts, and a round ass accentuated by the fact she still wore her silver heels. Her breasts were more than a handful, and her hard nipples were begging for my attention. I couldn’t believe she was here. That she was my wife.

I loved that she’d gone all-in with the wedding, the celebration, the dress, and even her sexy lingerie. We could easily have gotten married in the courthouse.

My fingers hovered over the lace material between her thighs. She was trembling, her body naturally arching into me.

“Are you sure you want this?”

Sutton whimpered. She fucking whimpered. I’d bet anything she was aching for more, for me to make her feel better.

“You want me to touch you here?” I patted the lace between her legs, then groaned when I discovered it was already damp.

She nodded, her eyes wild with desire.

“Is this for me?” I couldn’t wait to sink my finger into her sleek heat.

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