Emma's POV The kiss was achingly slow, each movement of his lips against mine deliberate and careful, as if...as if, he was exploring new territory, testing the waters before diving in.The world around us seemed to fade, the only reality that mattered was the connection between our lips. His hand moved from my cheek to the nape of my neck, his fingers tangling gently in my hair as he deepened the kiss, still slow, still so tender, but with a growing heat that made my heart race. There was no rush, no urgency, just the steady build of something powerful, something that set my entire body alight with a sensation I hadn’t allowed myself to feel before.I could feel his other hand resting on my waist, his thumb stroking small, soothing circles against my skin through the fabric of my dress. It was such a simple touch, yet it sent sparks of electricity through me, heightening every sensation. The kiss grew deeper, more insistent, but never demanding. He was coaxing me, guiding me with a
Emma's POV For a moment, he just looked at me, his eyes searching mine as if he was memorizing every detail. He smiled, that beautiful, boyish smile that I had fallen in love with, and kissed me again, this time softer, more tender, as if sealing the promise we had made to each other.I felt my knees weaken, my heart racing as I melted into him, my hands slipping up to tangle in his hair. The world around us disappeared once more, leaving only the two of us, bound together by something deeper than words or vows. This was love in its purest form, untainted by doubt or fear. It was the love I had always dreamed of but never thought I would find.When we finally pulled apart, we were both breathless, our foreheads resting together as we tried to catch our breath. His hands still held my face, his thumbs gently stroking my cheeks, and I knew, in that moment, that I was exactly where I was meant to be."Welcome to forever, Mrs.Taylor," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion, and I fel
Emma's POV Ryan’s lips left mine, trailing a path of kisses down my neck, each one sending a new wave of sensation rippling through me. My hands found their way into his hair, threading through the soft strands as I tilted my head back, giving him better access. And as his mouth moved lower, his hands began to roam, exploring every inch of my body with a reverence that made me feel cherished, worshipped.When he reached the swell of my bust, he paused, his breath warm against my skin. I could feel the hesitation in him, the unspoken question. Was I ready? Could I do this?But there was no doubt in my mind now. I wanted this. I wanted him.“Ryan,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire I hadn’t realised was there. “Please…”" What happened?? You don't want to go ahead?? It's ok!! Calm down. " He said. "Umm... I don't know... Maybe I don't want you to stop." I asked him hesitantly.My words were all the encouragement he needed. His mouth closed over the tight rosy bud, and I gasped,
Emma's POV I could feel the tension coiling within me, tightening with every touch, every kiss. It was a tension that was both familiar and utterly foreign, a sensation I had never allowed myself to experience fully. But Ryan was different. With him, I felt safe and secure—free to let go, to surrender to the feelings I had kept locked away for so long.And then, just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he shifted, his mouth finding its way back to mine. The kiss was deep and urgent, his tongue sweeping into my mouth in a way that made me moan with need. I could feel the heat of him, the strength of his body pressing against mine, and I knew—I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer.I wanted him. All of him. In a way, I had never wanted anyone before.My hands moved to his shoulders, tugging at the fabric of his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against mine. He seemed to understand because, within moments, his shirt was gone, and I was finally able to run my hands over the hard pla
Emma's POV For a long moment, we lay there, tangled together, our bodies still trembling with the aftermath of our lovemaking. I could feel his heart pounding against my chest, and it was at that moment that I realized—truly realized—that I had nothing to fear. With Ryan, I could be myself, completely and utterly. He loved me, all of me, and that was all that mattered.Finally, he lifted his head, his eyes meeting mine. There was no need for words—everything we had felt, everything we had shared, was written in the depths of his gaze.“I love you,” he whispered, his voice rough with emotion.“I love you too,” I replied, my voice trembling slightly. “More than you could ever know.”He smiled then, that slow, tender smile that had first drawn me to him, and leaned down to kiss me again. It was a kiss filled with love, with promise, with the certainty that we had a lifetime ahead of us to explore this new, deeper connection.As we lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, I knew that eve
Emma's POV The night before we were set to return home, we decided to celebrate our last evening in Las Vegas with a special dinner at one of the city’s most renowned restaurants. Ryan had made reservations at a rooftop venue that overlooked the entire Strip, and as we sat down at our table, the view took my breath away. The city sprawled out beneath us, a glittering sea of lights that seemed to go on forever.Ryan ordered champagne to toast our final night in Las Vegas, and as we clinked glasses, I couldn’t help but smile at the man sitting across from me—my husband. It still felt surreal, the knowledge that we had taken such a monumental step together, and I couldn’t wait to tell my sister and the rest of my family.“To us,” Ryan said, his voice was warm and filled with love. “And to a future that’s even more incredible than the past two days.”“To us,” I echoed, taking a sip of the champagne, the bubbles tickling my nose. “And to all the adventures that lie ahead.”After dinner, w
Emma's POV I felt shy as well as aroused to hear that. And it became impossible for me not to arch beneath the openly aroused caress of his eyes and the sound of my name, thick and slurred as if he had difficulty in saying it. But it caused the muscles in my lower stomach to contract. " Kiss me... Touch me, love. I am going crazy with desire and only you can save me. " He said in his very hoarse and husky voice. I opened my mouth eagerly under his onslaught. And then he cupped my bosom and waves of pleasure started rippling through my body. I looked at ourselves in the mirror and saw his tanned body against my pale one and my pulse leaped and jolted erratically when I saw our bodies entwined together. I kissed his strong shoulders and his neck and bit his ear. He moaned too, which gave me confidence. I started the slow exploration of his body by running my fingers lightly down his spine, chest, abdomen, and even lower, and I felt his wild reaction. He moaned and groaned while k
Emma's POV Though we had planned not to tell anyone about our wedding, the joy in my heart was impossible to hide, and my family soon noticed the change in me. There was a lightness in my step, a brightness in my eyes that hadn’t been there before, and it wasn’t long before Eva cornered me, a teasing smile on her face.“You’re hiding something,” she said, her eyes twinkling. " No, I am not! " " You are! I can tell. Spill it, sis. You both are glowing and can't seem to keep your hands off each other. What happened in Las Vegas?”I bit my lip, trying to suppress a smile, but the happiness bubbling up inside me was impossible to contain. “Okay, fine,” I said, my voice low and conspiratorial. “But you have to promise not to say anything until after the wedding.”Eva’s eyes widened in surprise and excitement. “I promise! Now tell me!”I took a deep breath, my heart pounding with both nerves and joy. “Ryan and I… we got married.”Eva’s mouth dropped open, her eyes going even wider. “What