“I’m sure we’ll have the occasional night on our own,” I said. “Maybe we can even come back here every now and then.”
“That sounds like a plan,” Zachary said. “Now, let’s get that dress off and go for round two.”
My eyebrows raised, I moved away a little and looked at him. “Already?”
“Well, we’ll start with me kissing every inch of your body, then licking you until you come for a third time, and by then, I’ll be ready to go again.”
That was what I loved about this man. He always put me first. And I always put him first in every possible way. To me, that was what a good marriage was all about.
I slid out of bed and removed my dress, letting it drop to the floor. As he stared at my naked body with his usual appreciative expression, I knew we’d do this until we were too exhausted to move. Then we’d order dinner for some energy and start all over again.
I couldn’t imagine a better wedding night.
