Hotshot - Ahren Sanders Page 0,138

laying her face against my chest. As I lead us around the dance floor, people all around the room watch us and I hold on a little tighter.

“Shaw,” she says, her voice muffled in my shirt. She raises her face to mine, and I stop moving. There’s something written in her expression. Something I saw this afternoon as she walked down the aisle toward me. It’s the glow. No, it’s more… it’s radiance—and it’s stunning.

“What, baby?”

“Thank you. Thank you for all this—” Her eyes start to shimmer.

I wait, my heart starting to race.

“Never in my life did I imagine this was possible. You’ve truly proved that wishes can come true. I’m not quite sure I can put into words exactly what you’ve given me, and thank you doesn’t seem adequate.”

“Bizzy,” I say softly.

“So many times, I didn’t think I was strong enough, but you were the one with the strength.”

“Stop, baby. Stop. It’s me who should be thanking you. After everything I’ve put you through, you found it in your heart to forgive me. It wasn’t me with strength, it was you. The minute you became Lizbeth Bennett, it finally felt real.”

Her face searches mine and a cocky smiles spreads across her lips. “I’m pretty sure it’s always felt real.” Her hand glides between us, stopping on my zipper and massaging through my pants.

My dick strains, rubbing painfully against the fabric. She winks slyly, and it’s all the encouragement I need.

“We are leaving now.” I pick her up and head to the exit.

“Stop, you barbarian! I’m not missing my wedding reception. Put me down.” She slaps on my chest.

“You can’t tease me like that and expect me to hang out with these people when I can have you under me in less than five minutes.”

“Yes, I can. The anticipation will make it so much more exciting.”

I quit walking and look down at her, my heart swelling with more love. “You know I can be persuasive when I have to be, right?”

“Yes, but I also know you’re going to let me enjoy my wedding day.” She chews on her lower lip and flutters her eyes, knowing I’ll never say no to her.

“Tonight should be interesting.” My mind races with all the ways I’m going to fuck her.

“Why is that?”

“Because once I get you alone, I’m going to show you exactly how I feel about your heartfelt speech that turned into seduction. You won’t be able to walk onto that plane tomorrow.”

Her eyes grow heated with lust. “That’s something to look forward to.”

My hands travel over her hips, up her sides, and stop when I reach the bare skin of her shoulders. The cool satin of her wedding dress is a direct contrast of the heat radiating from my body. I brush her hair to the side, giving me full access to her neck.

“Have I told you how breathtaking you look today?” I whisper against her ear.

“You may have mentioned it,” she replies sweetly.

“My problem is where to start. From the moment I saw you today, I’ve wanted to be inside you while you’re wearing this dress, knowing I’ve never seen anything as beautiful.”

My tongue sweeps along her neck, creating a path between her jaw and collarbone. I nibble lightly, feeling her breath hitch. “But now, I think I’ve changed my mind.”

I slide my hand around and lower the zipper slowly, while continuing to kiss her skin lazily. When I’ve gone as far as I can, I step back and watch the dress fall in a pool at her feet.

I swallow hard as my heart starts to hammer in my chest. It’s like I’m seeing her for the first time as she stands before me in nothing but white lace. The lingerie is skimpy, revealing everything underneath, and my dick starts to throb against my zipper.

I rake my eyes up and down her body, licking my lips in appreciation, and wondering where to start.

“Surprise.” She steps over the pile and right back into my arms.

“Exquisite.”

She raises up on her toes, kissing me slowly. She tastes like champagne and chocolate, and I inhale her, not able to get enough. Her hands move to my shoulders, pushing my jacket to the ground, and she starts undoing the buttons on my shirt, never taking her mouth from mine. Expertly, she unclasps my cufflinks and then my shirt is gone, joining the growing pile of clothes on the floor. My hands slide down the silky smooth skin of her back, until I reach her waist

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