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He moans and begins to thrust deeper. My hips rock up and down as his thickness slides in and out of me, and pleasure surges through my body. I know it won’t be long before he pushes me over the edge.
The pleasure throbs through me, and within moments I’m coming so hard that I can’t even make a sound. My body trembles, my toes curl, and every muscle in my body seems to clench tight. I’m surrounded by pleasure, and my body is floating away into the sky.
James continues to thrust, his primal groans filling the air. I close my eyes and let it wash over me.
Then, just as I know he’s about to come, I open my eyes. I want to see his face as he finishes.
I want to see the moment of ecstasy, when he releases himself inside me.
It doesn’t take long. His features are twisted in pleasure, his thrusts becoming frantic, and then he’s slamming into me one last time. His body tenses up, and he lets out a deep, guttural groan.
I feel him exploding inside me, filling me up with his warmth before he collapses on top of me, panting and sweating.
Our bodies are still pressed close together, his heartbeat drumming against my chest. His warmth settles around my body, and for a moment, nothing else exists.
“You’re fucking amazing,” James whispers breathlessly.
“So are you,” I whisper back.
I bury my face in his shoulder, savoring this moment. Savoring everything that has happened that’s lead us here.
Savoring this life.
EPILOGUE
ONE YEAR LATER: BILLIE
“Well? What do you think?” Turning around, I spin in my princess wedding dress.
Quinn gasps and claps her hands with delight. “It looks even better than when you tried it on in the store!”
I laugh and spin in a circle again. The dress is big and bouncy, and I certainly feel like a princess in it. A veil covers my face, and my hair flows in waves over my shoulders. The sound of my heels clicking against the marble makes me feel ready to take on the world.
“You’re so beautiful I’m gonna cry.” Monica dabs at her eyes.
I laugh some more. “Don’t, please!”
“I’m just so happy for you, sweetie.”
I take her hands in mine. With Monica as my one bridesmaid and Quinn as the flower girl, it’s a small wedding party, but it’s intimate. Perfect.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Thank you, Mon. For everything. You’ve been there for me when I needed you most, and I couldn’t be happier.”
“Neither could I. Wow. You’re getting married.”
I smile and nod. I can’t believe it either.
A year ago, my life was so different. I was living most days on repeat, working and taking care of Quinn. I never expected for a man like James to enter my life.
But he did, and I can’t imagine marrying anyone else.
There’s a knock on the door, and the wedding planner pokes her head in. “How is everything in here? We ready to go?”
I take a deep breath. This is it. Showtime.
Everything is about to change.