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“Don’t stop,” she begged, barely
able to form the words. “Harder.”

Her body seized and her orgasm
obliterated everything except the thrust of his huge cock inside
her.

Aiden’s balls emptied themselves
into her, his thrusts urgent. The muscles in her pussy pulsated
around him, drawing every last drop from him and draining his
spirit into her.

Spent, hot and breathless, Aiden
pulled Erika back up against his body and his hands found her
breasts. His skin burned white hot, the hairs on his chest dampened
by exertion. He smelt virile, masculine and so horny Erika thought
she might come all over again by just inhaling the potent blend of
his body’s musk.

“I love you Erika Fenn,” he said
against her ear, although he could hardly breathe. “And I want to
fuck you like this every night of my life.”

“Permission granted.” She gave
the deep, throaty post-coital laugh that Aiden had always found so
sexy. “Although you have some serious apologising to do first.”

She edged her hips forward so
his cock slid out of her and her sex tingled at the thick, hot cum
spreading down her thighs. She sat back up on the table top,
wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. The cold mirror
against her back sent shivers through her incandescent body.

“What do I need to apologise
for?” Aiden asked, smiling against her breasts as he kissed them
tenderly. “For giving you the fuck we’ve both been dreaming off for
the last year?”

Her rapidly-cooling skin
reheated under his mouth. “No. For spanking me so hard.”

“You loved it. You were more
turned on than I was.”

She wouldn’t deny it. “I still
need you to kiss it better. My bum is very, very sore and your
tongue had better start making amends.”

Aiden took her face between his
hands and lowered his lips to hers, finding the same sensual heat
his cock had found earlier. He moaned contentedly. His fingers
raked her hair back from her face and his hands began exploring her
body again, reviving sensations both of them thought were
spent.

“That’s the kind of apology I
don’t mind making,” he said against her lips. He pulled her legs
around him and lifted her clear of the dresser, his mouth never
leaving hers.

He carried her across to the bed
and lay her down gently before turning her over to look at her
reddened cheeks. His big hand smoothed across it, a sensual scratch
marking out the hard skin of the blister on his palm and reminding
Erika that there was still plenty to learn about her lover’s
body.

For now however, she stretched
out contentedly and relaxed while Aiden’s mouth began to atone for
all the sins he was yet to commit.

The dresser from Vera Wang
tightened the wide, ribbon laces down the back of Erika’s
full-skirted gown. It had been specially designed for her in secret
fittings and tailored to fit each curve perfectly, cinching in her
waist and allowing her full breasts to rise tantalisingly above the
décolletage.

Aiden would love it.

It left her shoulders bare and
she knew he’d spend the entire day making ridiculous excuses to get
her alone so he could drop secret kisses along her collarbone and
down into the soft hollow between her breasts.

She smiled in anticipation.

A cluster of fresh freesias had
been used to pull the hair back from her face but the rest of it
hung loosely down her back, a stark contrast against the stiff,
white silk. The heady scent of lilies from her bouquet filled the
room, intoxicating Erika until the nervous ball in the pit of her
stomach felt ready to explode.

The woman engaged to do Erika’s
hair and make-up for the day applied a final coat of lip gloss and
tucked away a stray hair before standing back to admire her
handiwork.

“Will I do?” Erika asked,
although her stunning reflection was the only reassurance she
needed.

“You look beautiful,” the
dresser said, sentimental tears rising to her eyes as she looked at
Erika. “If you’re ready, Mr Thirstan’s waiting outside.”

“Pacing the corridor
impatiently,” the hairdresser corrected her. “He’s been out there
half an hour already.”

The two women packed away and
left, sending Aiden in to the bedroom. Erika saw him in the mirror
and half-turned, a satisfied smile on her face at his reaction.

“You are, without doubt, the
most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” he gasped, hesitating in
the doorway as if afraid to approach her. “If you didn’t have my
heart already, I’d fall in love with you right now.”

“Well don’t let me stop you. I
fall in love with you every time I open my eyes and see your face
on the pillow beside me.”

Aiden gave her the slow, sensual
smile that he reserved only for her, and which always let her know
exactly what he was thinking.

“I still can’t believe how lucky
I am,” he said, closing the door and walking toward her. “The past
five months have been the happiest I’ve ever known.”

Erika reached up and touched his
face tenderly. “I love you, Aiden Thirstan. And I’m so glad I get
to spend the rest of my life proving it to you every day.”

He smiled down at the woman he
adored, desperate to kiss her but knowing he couldn’t disturb a
hair until after the wedding ceremony. His greedy eyes absorbed
every detail of her dress, lingering on the soft swell of her
breasts above its beaded bodice.

“For future reference, how do I
get you out of this?” he asked, looking as though he wanted a trial
run there and then.

“You just undo the ribbons down
the back.” She twisted to show him the bow.

“It’s like you’ve been
gift-wrapped for me.” He noted the freesias in her hair and grinned
sexily. “And I’m so looking forward to deflowering you later.”

Erika smoothed down the front of
the white dress, knowing exactly what was going through his mind.
“So I look virginal enough for you?”

“Hardly.” His eyes widened in
warning. “I seem to remember you riding my cock for most of last
night.”

The hot memory twitched at the
corner of Erika’s lips. “It’s your own fault for having such a
gorgeous body.”

She did her own stock take.
She’d never seen him in a dinner suit before and decided she wasn’t
the only one who’d been tied up with a bow. He took sexy to a whole
new level.

Although he had to keep his
hands off her, there was nothing to say she couldn’t touch him and
spread her fingers across his crotch. In all the years Erika had
known him, Aiden had existed in a state of semi-arousal but the
last five months he’d been blissfully insatiable.

His cock stirred predictably
beneath her hand.

“I don’t know how I’m going to
keep my hands off you for the rest of the day,” she said.

Aiden took a step closer to her
and feathered the first of the day’s kisses along one shoulder.
“Maybe you won’t have to. We could slip away for a few minutes
after the ceremony.”

“You think?” She loved quickies
when they’d spent hours beforehand fantasising what they’d do to
one another in a few short minutes.

Dropping to his knees in front
of her, Aiden carefully lifted the hem of her full skirt until he
saw her white stocking tops. His heart raced at the sight of the
garter around her slim thigh and he promised himself the thrill of
removing it with his teeth later.

The rest of her underwear
presented a problem however and he knew exactly how to deal with
it. Hooking his finger into the front of her lacy knickers, he
pulled them down quickly until they fell round her ankles.

“Step out of them,” he ordered,
getting to his feet and glowering at her to show her he meant
business.

“I can’t!” Erika gasped. Even
after all the sins they’d shared in the past five months, the idea
still shocked her. “It’s a wedding.”

“I know.” His voice dropped a
tone, raw and sexy. “And I want to spend it imagining my tongue
tasting the naked delights hidden under that very beautiful
dress.”

When she still refused to comply
he tried a different tactic. “The best man always gets to fuck the
bridesmaid. It’s tradition.”

Erika laughed at the nonsense.
“This is a gay wedding. Technically, we’re both bridesmaids.”

The thought obviously hadn’t
occurred to him. “An interesting twist. Maybe it’s time for me to
get in touch with my feminine side. Or yours!”

Taking her by surprise, he gave
her a slight push so she had to take a step backwards to keep her
balance. Before she knew what had happened, Aiden had swept her
pants up from the floor and stuffed them into his pocket.

“That’s cheating,” she raged,
laughing and wishing she had time to make him pay right there and
then.

But they heard the string
orchestra strike up outside, signalling the guests should take
their seats and Erika went over to the window.

Their room in her old house in
The Hamptons looked out across the stunning gardens to the sea that
today sparkled and shone the deepest blue. A beautiful wedding
bower had been built near the gate to the beach, where a preacher
now waited as people filed into the rows of seats; a huge crowd of
friends, family and the famous.

Sprigs of roses adorned the
white-draped chairs whilst lilies, sweet peas and jasmine scented
the archway under which Richard and Ben would soon be married.

No more hiding. No more secrets.
No more pretending.

Erika’s eyes misted and she
turned to Aiden.

“Don’t you just love a happy
ending?” she said, willing herself not to cry. “I’m so glad we had
ours.”

Aiden lifted Erika’s left hand
and smoothed his thumb over the platinum band he’d placed there
four short months earlier.

“We’ve never had a happy
ending,” he said, smiling tenderly down at his wife. “I’ve loved
you for eight years, Mrs Thirstan, but I still feel we’re only just
beginning.”

“Is it really only eight years?
It feels like I’ve been in love with you for ever.”

“Forever isn’t long enough. I’ll
need four lifetimes to love you properly.”

“Sounds like a song title to
me.” Erika laughed as Aiden shook his head and rolled his eyes.

“You’re shameless. Putting our
love life up on iTunes for all the whole world to sing along to.
Have we no secrets?” He offered her his arm, still smiling. “Shall
we join the other happy couple?”

And with a heart too full of
love to be real, Erika allowed her husband to lead her outside into
the warm, autumn sunshine.

If you enjoyed Love Notes, the
story doesn’t end here. In Aiden’s study, Erika saw a picture of
his lawyer, Radford Byrne. Radford has his own love story to tell
in Lovers in Law.

When London solicitor, Allie
Lawless, is sent to help barrister Radford Byrne prepare a huge
court case, it’s lust at first sight. Radford’s gorgeous. Melt your
bones with his big, blue eyes gorgeous. A brooding, mean and moody,
beast between the sheets type of man. Allie is Radford’s favourite
kind of sexy: tall and curvy with glistening red lipstick – the
type that leaves kiss marks on a man’s chest he never wants to wash
off. With sparks flying from the moment they meet, how will they
ever keep their relationship strictly professional?

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