Weddings Suck...
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China could only nod at his fierce proclamation, but that was enough for him. Her body was completely at his will. Every nerve in his body felt as if it buzzed with electric fire, tingling through him from the inside out. His movements increased, pounding inside his woman faster with determination. He had no right, it was so wrong, but deep down he wanted to bury his seed so deep it had no choice but to take root. China hung on to him as he furiously bucked inside her. The volcano inside him boiled, ready to erupt at any second. The walls of her cunt had begun constricting around him, and he could feel her orgasm washing over him—one after another. Holy hell, that was just too fucking good to be true, yet he felt it. He heard her cries, felt the nails digging into his skin and relished every second. Unable to hold back, he exploded, lifting her hips and tilting them so she could receive every drop. His head spun as his body fell to the mattress at her side, pulling her with him as he went. Perfection, but then he knew it would be.
China lay cuddled in his arms, her eyes closed with a lazy smile on her face. If she liked that, just wait until he got a second wind.
“Look at me, China.”
Her eyes snapped open at his command, staring up at him and silently waiting.
“Say it,” he ordered her. “Tell me you belong to me.” If she didn’t, Reese wasn’t sure what the hell he’d do. Besides seduce her over and over again until she agreed.
“I belong to you,” she whispered. “Always have.”
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China cast a helpless look in Reese’s direction as she stood by Purity’s side at the altar. The two of them really should’ve put more thought into stopping this wedding, but the last two days, they had spent the majority of their time in her bed. When they weren’t making love, which was more often than China believed humanly possible, they were making plans. Who would be the one moving, which was Reese of course. Where they wanted to live, because her little townhouse was nice, but a little too small.
The whole thing about trying to get Tanner and Purity to see reason had gotten lost in the shuffle. But really, it wasn’t like she could stop herself from getting swept up in Hurricane Reese. The man had entirely too much stamina and a will that just wouldn’t quit. He was such a giving, yet intense lover it was hard not to forget her own name sometimes.
“If there is anyone here who knows of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace....”
The silence was deafening. China looked to Reese. They had to say something. Given his slight nod, Reese agreed, but lifted a finger to point at himself. So cute, trying to be all manly and take responsibility. China opened her mouth, but before she could get a single syllable out, Tanner and Purity spoke in unison.
“We do.”
Okay then. That was a shocker. The couple turned and faced the few friends gathered in the small chapel.
“We are very sorry, but neither of us can go through with this,” Purity spoke in her sweet contra-alto voice. “All of your gifts will be returned, of course. And there will still be a reception afterwards.”
Even better. She didn’t get all dolled up for nothing. Plus she and Reese could slip out early now...
“The only reason Purity and I decided to take it this far is because there are two people here who should have been brought together a long time ago,” Tanner went on. “We think maybe they would like to take this opportunity to speak their vows even if it won’t be official. Reese?”
Reese didn’t look quite as shocked as he did. What the hell was going on? Right before her eyes, Reese switched places with Tanner, while Purity more or less shoved her over to stand beside her new lover. Then just like that, Reese went down on his knees.
Holy shit, he had a ring! When the hell had he had time to buy a ring?
“China, I bought this ring out senior year, because even then I knew you were the one for me.” China’s heart stuttered, tears forming in her eyes. He had? How could she have not seen it? “I’ve kept it with me all this time because I knew someday, somehow, I would get this chance. China—will you marry me?”
She must’ve said yes, mumbled it or something. China wasn’t really sure. All she knew was there was a roar of approval in the small crowd gathered, and she was being swept up in Reese’s arms. Where she belonged. Everything else faded as his lips touched hers.
So maybe not all weddings sucked. This one had turned out to be pretty damn spectacular.
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