Page 118 of Under Ground

I’ve never been so happy.

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After we’ve had a meal together, cake, and endless photos, Alex and I head home.

Casey’s having a sleepover with Amelia for the night, and tomorrow, our little family will fly to Hawaii to spend a couple of weeks honeymooning at Reece’s house there. It’s still all so surreal.

I slide the key into the front door, but Alex is right behind me, scooping me into his arms. Laughing, I lean over, turn the handle, and push open the door.

“Home, sweet home,” I say.

He carries me all the way into the bedroom and places me gently on the bed. “How hard is it to get this dress off?”

I laugh. “Not hard, but the zip is at the back, and now I’m lying on it.”

“I didn’t think this out well, did I?”

I push myself up, turn, and stand by the end of the bed. He moves behind me, trailing his fingers down my back. His hot breath brushes against my neck.

“Do you know how beautiful you are?” he asks.

“I’ll never get sick of hearing it from you.”

He nuzzles my collarbone. “You take my breath away every time, Mrs Stone.” Lowering the zip, he places gentle kisses on the nape of my neck.

“Mrs Stone. That’ll take some getting used to,” I say, and sigh with pleasure at his ministrations.

“You’ve got plenty of time to get used to it. Just the rest of your life.” He chuckles, pushing the gown off my shoulders and letting the fabric pool on the floor. “Holy shit.”

I laugh as he turns me around.

“You were hiding all that under your gown?” he asks. “If I’d known, I would have had you home hours ago.”

“Isn’t it pretty? Pania’s a genius.”

“I’d agree with that.” His eyes run the length of my body, and my heart lurches. This is my husband. What a weird idea to get used to.

I love it.

Turning around, I point at the zip. “She also made this really easy to get out of. Unzip me?”

I’m out of the corset in an instant. Alex grips the sides of my panties and gently pulls them down my legs before picking me up and placing me back on the bed. “That’s much better,” he says.

“Come here, husband.”

“Oh, I intend to.”

I chuckle.

He strips off, and I take in the glorious sight of naked Alex, his broad chest, those abs, and his already hard cock. I love that I’m the one who does that to him.

“I’m glad you left the stockings on. They’re so fucking hot.” He crawls up the bed and between my legs. One by one, he peels the garters off and drops them on the floor beside the bed.

I catch my breath as he runs a heated gaze down my body.

“I only ever want you, Lana. Now and always.”

“Oh, Alex.”