The Secret Between Us
Chapter 14

His hands are positioned on either side of my waist while my arms are draped over his shoulders as we dance to one of the songs we both love “everything I do, I do it for you” by Brian Adams.

-I can’t believe everything you did for me. – I whisper to him and his arms wrap tighter around me, pulling me closer to him.

-I would have loved to have given you a wedding with hundreds of guests, with a real priest and a honeymoon in Europe, but I couldn’t.” He replies a little sadly. – He answers me a little sadly.

-This is the best wedding ever, you organised it and you make me feel like the happiest woman on this planet. – I encourage him and slowly k**s him to let him know that it doesn’t matter if we are alone or there are thousands of guests, the only thing that matters is that for us this is our wedding, our “forever” and it’s our promise to be happy.

-I love you,” he says against my lips.

-I love you and you don’t know how much…” I answer him and now it’s him who k****s me again and when the temperature of our k**s is rising, he stops.

-Our newlywed banquet awaits us in the bedroom,” he explains suggestively and smiles. – He explains suggestively and smiles.

-And dessert too, I suppose. – I reply, making him laugh.

-You guess very well. – he replies amused and offers me his hand – Shall we go? – he proposes once the song comes to an end and without hesitating for a second, I take his hand to follow him wherever he wants.

The k****s on the way to the hotel were just the prelude to the night that awaits us, and the love we have for each other is so great that there’s no way to extinguish it, much less now when we’re closer than ever. Without my expecting it, he takes me in his arms in the middle of the corridor and with me clinging to him and kissing him every moment, he manages to open the door of the room and enter.

-Wow! – I say looking all around us and gawking at the dozens of small candles on the floor lighting the room, not to mention the table near the window with a buffet worthy of a party or the two-tier cake – it’s too much. – I comment with a chuckle.

He carefully places my feet on the floor and makes us face each other -it’s our wedding, what you deserve…- he says and then gives me one of those k****s that leaves me wanting more -shall we toast? – he proposes as he walks over to the table where the bottle of champagne is and I just nod and he pours our glasses and then comes over to me handing me one – to us. – he says with a smile.

-To us. – I repeat and we clink our glasses together to take a sip and then I k**s him again. I’m crazy about him and he knows it, but I also know that he feels the same way about me and that’s why he intensifies our k**s making me surrender to his perfect way of provoking me -I think that as always, I’d rather start with dessert… -I murmur on his lips and he smiles.

-I think I do too…” she says and it’s my hands that start this sweet and sensual game of undressing as we walk from the suite’s living room to the bedroom.

As we enter the room, I find dozens of rose arrangements everywhere and rose petals on the bed, “Wow… so many flowers…” I say, quite surprised.

-All the ones I couldn’t give you for two years because you couldn’t take them home. – He looks me in the eye and it’s exactly these details on his part that make me never have any doubt that he’s the man of my life, even if he’s “forbidden” to me.

-I love them, but you know I love you even more and every single k**s you give me and all your perfect details,” I tell him and turn my lips to his. – I tell him and return my lips to his mouth to continue what we were doing and spend our first night as husband and wife under our own rules.

The “I love you’s” fill this room as our clothes end up falling to the floor and I become the perfect victim of his strong arms that place me in the centre of the bed on top of all the petals that sensitize my skin even more. His perfect lips leave no space on my body untouched and he knows perfectly where and how to do it to drive me crazy, to beg for mercy or for his own show, to undo me with pleasure under his expert mouth. I don’t stay behind, I play my sensual game too and turn his anatomy into my amusement park where the most forbidden of him is my perdition and just like him, I also know his spots, what he likes, what he doesn’t like and even how to take him to the limit only for him in an act of passion to take me in his arms and position me as he loves so much and thus make me his once again. Between us the limits remain only when one of us says “no”, but after that, we are as free in bed as we would like to be in the street when we are together. Here is our revenge, our love, our everything and the k****s we give each other in the middle of all this madness, are only tokens of the words we can’t say to each other because of the lack of air. His hands caress me completely while his body fills me with pleasure and absolute madness doesn’t take long to arrive… we are willing victims of these feelings that today, more than ever, cannot be extinguished by anything or anyone.