Page 71 of Billionaire's Fake Wife: A Single Mom BWWM Romance

"And do you, Sonya Lynx, take Grant Fields to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest asks.

"I do," I answer.

"Then, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride," the priest says.

Grant lifts my veil slowly, looking lovingly into my eyes. He moves his face closer as I wrap my arms around his neck. Our lips meet in a kiss. It's chaste at first, but it quickly becomes heated, our tongues moving rhythmically in a searing kiss.

We pull apart once we hear the crowd cheering. We smile at each other, everything feels so perfect.

Our families rush in, offering us their congratulations. We accept them with smiles on our faces. We pose for pictures with our families, you can feel the joy radiating from everyone. It's a sight that warms my heart.

We eventually move to the reception area, where everyone parties like crazy. Everyone's in a real festive mood.

Grant and I dance together, enjoying the feel of our bodies pressed closely to each other, our foreheads touching.

"I love you, Sonya," Grant says.

I feel so happy and complete.

"I love you too, Grant," I say wholeheartedly.

We take turns dancing with Lauralee as well. The night is filled with laughter and enjoyment.

By the time the party ends, everyone's already drunk out of their minds.

Grant and I head home, Lauralee already asleep in my arms.

We tuck her in bed, making sure to kiss her softly on the forehead before leaving.

"Well, Mrs. Fields, it's just you and me," he says, already trailing wet hot kisses down my neck.

I giggle from the ticklish sensations that it brings. He locks the door to our room and pushes me roughly against the door.

He starts nibbling on my clavicles, eliciting a moan from me.

He pulls back, looking me in the eyes.

"I love you, Sonya Lynx Fields," he says passionately.

I'm about to tell him that I love him too, but his mouth quickly captures my own.

He kisses me like a man starved for affection. He kisses me with so much love. He kisses me with such reckless abandon. I moan as soon as our tongues meet, battling for dominance.

He starts to unzip my dress, and it falls in a heap on the floor. I start taking off his clothes. By the time we get to the bed, we're already naked.

He pushes me down, not breaking the kiss. He trails kisses down to my breasts. His tongue traces circles around my hard nipple, his hand fondling my other breast. He alternates between licking and sucking my breasts. I'm already so wet.

"Stop teasing and make love to me already," I say hoarsely.

I see a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Impatient, are we?" he says, looking amused.

I grind my hips against his dick.

"Yes," I groan. I just need him inside of me already.

Obliging my request, he pushes his dick in slowly. Even after all the times we've had sex, it still takes a bit of time to get used to his size. He's just so fucking huge.

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