circles while my pussy pulsed around him.
“Emmett.” It was the only thing I could say. It was too soon to be in love with another man. It was a betrayal of the man I’d promised to love forever and ever. Wasn’t it?
In answer to my unspoken questions, he kept up his slow torture until he hit that spot that made my pussy gush like a fountain, and my cry of ecstasy bounced off the walls.
“I do, Vanessa. I love you.”
Thankfully, Emmett didn’t look to me to return his words of love; he rolled over and pulled me with him, hugging my back to his front while he dotted butterfly kisses up and down the crook of my neck. I wasn’t sure if I loved Emmett, but I cared deeply for him, which still felt like a betrayal even though I couldn’t get enough of him.
The butterfly kissed turned to a slow burning orgasm brought on with two fingers in my pussy and one hand clamped on my throat, still back to front. The next came hard and fast as he held my hands above my head and fucked me from behind, still on our sides, before he finally drifted off to sleep, confident I knew just how loved I was.
I knew and that was why I stayed awake all night, trying to figure out how the fuck I felt. How I could possibly love another man, ever, never mind this soon.
In those moments before the sun’s rays colored the sky, I slid from the bed and got dressed, Emmett’s scent still stuck to my skin, and I crept from the bedroom and down the overwhelming staircase that led to the first floor of Ashby Manor.
“I hope you know what you’re doing.” Sadie’s voice came from my left side, just outside the front door. She was wrapped in a silk robe, a cigarette perched between her lips, and a knowing look on her face.
“So do I, Sadie. So do I.” The truth was, I had no fucking clue what I was doing or how I felt about any of it. And Emmett deserved certainty, deserved to be with someone who had her shit together.
That wasn’t me, not now, and I needed to figure it out before I broke the heart of man who deserved nothing but love.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Emmett
“Remain still, sir.” The older man with silver hair and thick black brows frowned up at me for the third time in the past five minutes.
A fancy ass tuxedo shop was the last place I expected to be when I woke up, alone for the third morning in a row. Maisie had made last minute changes to the wedding party and somehow, it affected me.
“Sorry,” I mumbled and willed my body to stop squirming. I couldn’t help it; my body was as restless as my mind. Had my words of love sent Vanessa running away when danger lurked every fucking where? That thought churned in my gut, which only pissed me off. Did she leave because I told her I loved her or because she wasn’t ready to say it back?
Or, the one thought I couldn’t seem to shake, that she left because she didn’t love me and never would.
“Try to relax man; he’s just taking your measurements.” Virgil laughed from his spot on the black velvet couch since his tux had already been altered and sat in a garment bag ready for his wedding day.
“Didn’t you spend all kinds of naked time with other dudes in the Army?”
I flipped him off. “It was war, asshole, not a fucking porno.”
Those words only made them all, Jasper, Charlie, Virgil and my own damn brother, laugh harder.
“Probably thoughts of Vanessa making it hard not to get hard with Sean’s hands between his legs.” Terry was always the funny guy.
Virgil stood as soon as the old man, Sean, had nodded he was done with my measurements and clapped me on the back.
“I really appreciate you agreeing to be in the wedding so late in the game, man. Maisie wanted to make sure Madison felt included, which meant another groomsman since Cal still has his head up his fucking ass.”
“No problem, man. Happy to be part of the day.” It was true. Now that I’d stopped fighting who I was, I was more than happy to make my family happy.
“I can talk to Maze about letting you walk with Vanessa if you want?”
That was probably the last thing she wanted. “Nah, I’m good. Madison is a spitfire and