Page 64 of Fade (Fighting Fate)

My breath became deeper, arousal quickly taking over. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was aware I should probably stop. This was the morning of our wedding. Surely she wouldn’t want to start the morning with me burying myself inside her. I groaned again, my dick thinking that would be the perfect way to start the day.

“Daniel . . . ”

Amy’s whispered call drew my attention back to her sweet face. Her eyes were open, blinking up at me with a sexy-as-fuck look of innocence.

“I need you. Please, make love to me.”

I didn’t know how much of a fucking turn on it would be to hear her sleepily plead for sex.

“Baby,” I said, my voice croaky, and I was sure it wasn’t from sleep, “you sure you don’t want to wait until tonight?”

She sighed, but her lips curved up into a lazy grin. “I don’t want to spend one single moment today without feeling that you’ve been inside me.”

The air hissed between my teeth as my cock hardened to the point of being borderline painful.

Rolling, I had her on her back before she could murmur another word, covering one of her nipples with my mouth as I spread her legs and settled between them.

Her gasp for breath as she clutched at my hair almost had me snapping. Damn, she drove me crazy. I was never going to get enough of her.

Releasing her nipple with a soft lick, I kissed a line up the column of her throat. “You drive me crazy. You know that, right?”

Grinding her hips upwards, she shook her head.

I growled against her skin. “You don’t know? You can’t feel how fucking hard I am right now?” I emphasized my point by pushing my dick against her pussy.

Neither of us were expecting it when I actually entered her. Amy sucked in a surprised breath as I froze, pleasure almost blinding me.

“Fuck, baby,” I choked out. “You’re so wet.”

I wanted to ask, how? Why? She only just woke up. Was she dreaming about me fucking her before she woke?

Amy clutched at me, her nails biting into my skin. “Daniel . . . please . . . ”

I still hadn’t moved. I couldn’t. I was seriously on the brink of exploding. She really had no idea what she did to me.

Resting my forehead against hers, I closed my eyes and tried to compose myself. But try as I might, I just couldn’t. For some strange reason, just knowing that in five hours’ time she was going to be my wife, made me incredibly turned on.

“Daniel?” she whispered.

I didn’t move. Soft fingers stroked over my cheekbone before her whole hand came to rest there in a caress.

Opening my eyes, I lifted my head and gazed at her.

She didn’t say anything. She didn’t need to. We simply stared into each other and all was said. Slowly, I withdrew before slowly pushing back inside. Amy sighed, her eyelids fluttering with pleasure.

I repeated the motion a few more times before lowering myself to take her mouth in a long, leisurely kiss. “I love you, Amy,” I murmured against her lips.

She clutched me tighter, her hips pushing against mine in silent agreement. This, right here, I was going to miss like my next breath.

It was the wrong thing to think in the moment. Thoughts of my looming deployment invaded my mind. Suddenly, I was more desperate than ever to store everything I could to memory. I was sure I would never forget the way she looked and felt beneath me, but panic was very real to me in that moment. I didn’t ever want to be without her.

As if reading my thoughts, Amy placed her hand back on my face, her gaze imploring. “Please come back to me, Daniel.”

I wasn’t sure if she meant right now or in six months’ time, but I had a feeling she meant both.

“Always.”

There wasn’t anything else I could say. I would do anything and everything I could to make it back to her. Always.

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