up the check and the paperwork, then I slid everything into the envelope and handed it to Colin.

“We’re taking it,” I said.

I held his gaze before he nodded in defeat.

“Thank you guys so much,” Colin said.

“Now, the two of you go to wherever it is you’re headed next. I’ll let everyone know the party’s gonna go until everyone leaves,” El said.

“Midnight. We’ve got the place until midnight. And the keys for the rented rooms at the hotel are at the front desk. Just tell everyone to go up there and announce that they’re with the Murphy Wedding Party. They have a guest list of everyone here,” Colin said.

“Sounds good. I’ll go make the announcement,” El said.

“And we’ll make sure everyone gets there safely,” my father said.

“Thanks, you guys,” I said, smiling. “Thank you so much. For everything.”

Colin and I made our way back to the hotel. We walked hand in hand down the street as people whipped out their phones to take pictures. I was becoming more and more comfortable with the attention, but it was still a work-in-progress. We made our way to the front desk and grabbed the key cards for the room, then we took the elevator all the way up to the top floor.

“Why does it not shock me that the honeymoon suite is up here?” I asked.

“I just like being on top, I guess,” Colin said.

“Mmmm—I like the sound of that.”

Our hands were all over one another even before we got to the room. Our bodies poured through the door as I stripped him of his suit. I kicked my heels off as he removed my veil, my hands pushing his jacket down his arms. We were undoing buttons and zipping down zippers, trying our best not to tip over as we made our way through the hotel room.

We collapsed onto the softest bed I’d ever been in. My body was surrounded by rose petals as my legs crept up the back of Colin’s thighs. I could feel him growing against me, his naked body covering mine. I ran my hands along the strength of his back, digging into his muscles as his lips traveled down my neck. I was eager to have him, and had been ever since I came down the aisle and saw him in that suit. It had been perfectly tailored to his body, showing of all the parts of him that I loved the most.

Like his long legs and his broad chest, not to mention his tight little ass.

I felt him inch into me, his body filling mine as our lips collided. Like comets crashing into one another, my heart shattered into a million pieces. They blended with his own, picking up pieces of him and adding it to me. Our bodies moved together as one, as his thrusts shoved me further up the silken sheets of the bed.

My body was filled with electricity. His lips traveled along my breasts, teasing them with his tongue as he rolled faster into my body. I craved him. Longed for him. Begged for the pleasure I knew he could give me. I felt my body arching into him, like an over-tuned violin ready to pop a string. My toes curled and my jaw unhinged. My clit began to swell and my legs began to shake.

My ecstasy poured over me as he swallowed my moans, his tongue raking over the roof of my mouth.

My body begged for more as I rolled him over and panted into the crook of his neck. My knees planted beside his body as I rolled into his hips. My hands settled onto his chest as our eyes connected, each breath syncing in perfect harmony as he grabbed my thighs. I could feel him pulsing within me, the heat of our bodies sending a flush up my neck. He glistened with sweat as my hair fell in my face, and I watched as he lost himself in his pleasure.

“Please, Abby. Just like that.”

He bit down on his lower lip and his eyes fluttered closed. He moaned and grunted, seeking his end just as I sought mine. I dug into his chest, pulling groans from his throat as his eyes flew open. The primal lust behind them told me I was in for a surprise as he sat up straight and held me close to him.

We bucked against one another, our bodies no longer in our control. Our kisses were sloppy and our hands were everywhere. Our arms were weak and our legs were trembling. I could feel a hot sticky wetness dripping down his thighs as his dick twitched deep within my body.

“Cum with me, Colin. Do it now.”

Throwing my arms around him, we collapsed onto the bed. His cock filled me, forever marking me as his one and only true love. My body was shaking around him, clinging to him as my warmth drew him deeper and deeper. I whimpered into his neck as he grunted in my ear, our bodies quaking and jolting as our desire hit us head-on.

Then I slid from his body and descended to the bed beside him.

“Come here,” Colin said, breathlessly.

“I think I can,” I giggled.

He held his arms out for me and I snuggled in close. I turned so I could face him, my lips still panting for air. His hand tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear as my eyes danced between his, and the love I felt radiating from his body rendered me speechless.

“So,” Colin said.

“So—what?” I asked.

“You’re all moved in. We’ve rededicated our vows in front of everyone. I think it’s pretty much permanent,” he said.

“What—us you mean?” I asked.

“Our lives together, yes,” he said.

“Why did you feel the need to point that out?”

“How are you feeling?”

I could see a twinge of fear rising behind his eyes and it troubled me that I’d conditioned him to react that way. I brought my hand up to cup his cheek, my thumb running over a bead of sweat that had

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