Page 85 of Love Me Again

“All right,girls, are you ready to see the wedding dress?” I hear Aimee’s excited voice behind the grey satin curtain. Jo and I exchange looks and smile before we answer her.

“Yes!” We chirp at the same time and watch as the curtain is drawn back, revealing an angelic Aimee in her beautiful lace wedding gown.

Jo and I gasp, our eyes instantly pooling with tears. “Oh, Aimes, you look beautiful.” I cry emotionally, and she starts welling up.

“You look gorgeous, babe.” Jo agrees, watching her in awe.

“Do you think Josh will like it?” Aimee asks, looking down at herself before looking at us again. We both nod enthusiastically, dabbing away the tears with tissues.

“Like it? He’s going to lose his shit when he sees you in that.” I assure her, and she bites her lip.

“He’s going to be bawling like a baby when he sees you, Aimes.” We walk over to her, and the three of us embrace.

“Can you believe it’s only a week till the wedding? We still have so much to do, and I’m freaking out a little bit.” Aimee admits a worried look on her face. I shake my head.

“Hey, no need to freak out. We have time. That’s why you have your maid of honours. Jo and I will take care of everything. You focus on your vows and no stress, or you’ll sprout a pimple before your big day.” I tease, and she looks at me open-mouthed, touching her face instinctively.

Jo sniggers at the horrified look on Aimee’s face. “She’s joking, Aimee. Relax, girl, we’ve got you,” Jo says, reassuring her, and Aimee’s shoulders visibly relax.

Aimee sighs and takes a sip of the champagne flute I hand her. “Okay, I feel a little better.” I grin and take a drink from my glass of champagne. “Your dresses look great.” She smiles, looking at our turquoise bridesmaid dresses. We chose mermaid style dresses; the top half was a beautiful lace and off the shoulder, and the skirt had a high slit at the front with a small tail at the back.

As I watch my two best friends, I couldn’t believe how much our lives had changed. Jo is having a baby and marrying my brother. Aimee is getting married to one of my dearest friends. Dare I say everything was perfect.

Cole and I have been blissfully happy. Since he’s gotten his memory back, things have been amazing, and I finally feel like I got my husband back. I still have that niggle of fear gnawing at me, but I’m learning to ignore it and focus on the positive. After the final dress rehearsal, the girls and I have brunch and discuss the final wedding details and what needs to be done.

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Cole,Josh, and Sam soon joined us after the fitting for their suits was done. Cole was sitting opposite me talking to the boys, laughing, and I couldn’t help but admire him a little. I’m a lucky girl. He is one beautiful man, and he’s all mine. Cole catches me looking at him and holds my gaze, smiling amply at me. He picks up his phone, smirking while he types. A moment later, my phone pings, and I see his name appear on my screen.

Bebé:

If you keep looking at me like that, baby, I’m going to haul you to the bathroom and do sinful things to you.

I grin and look at him seductively while I discreetly type a text back to him, biting my bottom lip as he watches me.

Me:

I think you should, stud. I’m wet and aching just looking at you.

I send the text back to him and watch him closely as he picks up his phone and reads it; his eyes go wide, and they flicker up and lock with mine. Cole swallows hard and shifts in his seat, and looks around before he gestures toward the bathroom with his eyes, smirking wickedly at me.

I feel my stomach flutter with excitement. I excuse myself and tell the girls I need to use the toilet before I walk in the bathroom's direction. I look back at Cole once more before I open the door and walk into the bathroom. Luckily, it was quite spacious and clean. I wait anxiously, and my heart jumps when I hear a knock at the door. I unlock the door, and Cole sneaks in, locking it behind him.

I look up at him when he turns to face me. Cole grabs my wrist, yanks me to him, and kisses me hard. I moan and kiss him back hungrily, sucking his tongue when it sneaks into my mouth.

Cole growls throatily; his large hands grab my bum, and he squeezes it hard, grinding himself against me as he backs me up against the wall. “You’re going to be the death of me, baby.” He groans, hiking up my denim skirt while I unbutton his jeans and push them down. Cole lifts me into his arms, and I wrap my legs around his waist.

“I can’t get enough of you, baby.” I moan lustily when he slides hard and thick inside me. Cole hisses, burying himself deep inside me before he captures my lips with his, drawing me in for another hungry kiss.

“Oh sweetheart, me either.” Cole rasps, thrusting into me hard and deep, making me whimper into his mouth. “You drive me crazy. I feel like a fucking horny teenager around you. I’m addicted to your pussy, baby.” He moans huskily, sucking my bottom lip as he pounds into me harder with each thrust. I cry out, gyrating my hips against his, meeting his thrusts until I feel that familiar stir deep in my belly. Cole is literally every girl’s fantasy when it comes to sex. I love it when it’s gentle and loving, but the way he fucks is just something else. He’s dominating, hot and dirty, and it thrills me. I moan audibly when he sinks his teeth into my neck and sucks hard while he thrusts up and pulls my hips down roughly.

“Ohh, baby, yes, you’re going to make me come.” I whimper, and he grunts, thrusting harder, his tongue hot on my throat.

“Come for me, baby, milk my cock.” He burrs deeply before he bruises my lips with a firm kiss. My head spins, and I pant breathlessly before I cry out, shuddering in his arms as I climax, rocking against him. Cole follows me over with a guttural growl. I feel him throb and pulse inside me while he comes.

“Ahh fuck, fuck, Shay,” He hisses between pants against my lips. I press my forehead to his, and he grins, kissing me softly before he pulls back and looks at me.

I match his grin, “You fuck so good.” I moan, and he chuckles, pushing his hips into mine, making me groan.

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