“Your heart wasn’t ready to hear what I had to say.”
“It is now,” she whispered. The glitter of passion illuminated her amber eyes.
Responding to her unspoken request, Carter eased her down to the mattress. Leisurely, seductively, he unwrapped her from her wedding dress, kissing each new body part he exposed—her wrists, her forearms, her elbows, her collarbones…
He took his time, enjoying the way she arched as he nibbled and sucked each breast, as he kissed his way down her abdomen, as he inhaled her erotic scent and tasted her with hungry laps of his tongue. Even after she reached climax, he refused to stop until she begged him to make love to her.
Then he removed the rest of his tuxedo, climbed in beside her and pulled the soft sheets around them like a satin cocoon. Their lips never separated as he eased inside her and slowly, tenderly made love to her. Their unhurried, indulgent sensual rhythm made her sigh, smile, arch with pleasure.
“More,” she coaxed, lightly scraping her nails down his back.
Their noses touched as he shook his head. “Easy, baby. Just lay back and relax.”
They rocked together, and when she reached her peak, tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. He kissed them, then kissed her lips and reached his own climax.
Enjoying their mutual ecstasy, he remained inside her, until he grew hard again. Ellie bit her lip. “Again?”
“I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you. My beautiful wife.”
They made love once more. Every time with her felt like the first. Passionate, mind-blowing, unforgettable. He never thought he’d find this again, this perpetual bliss that still left him craving more.
Carter rolled onto his back, tucking her against his side, holding her tightly against his heart. He had no words to describe what he felt.
Well, maybe three. “I love you.”
He urged her chin up and kissed her. At a loss to explain the depth of his feelings, he admitted, “I wish we were like the French, who have as many as twenty ways to describe the word love. If I knew them all, I’d say them to you every day.”
The most beautiful glow lit her face as she released a sigh of pure contentment. “Then we’ll have to make Paris a stopping point on our trip to Greece.”
Propping himself up on an elbow, he stroked her skin, reveling in her softness, her serenity. “My business may take me around the world, but there is only one place I will ever call home.” He settled his hand over her heart.
She seemed to understand. “I feel the same way when I’m in your arms. On El Dorado Island, or here in the Bahamas, or Miami or France or Greece—wherever we are, when I’m with you, I know I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.”
Then she kissed him with an intensity that took his breath away and made him the happiest man alive.
He couldn’t wait to begin the rest of their journey, the rest of their lives together. The way they were always meant to be.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
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