Page 85 of His Little Secret in Discretion

When we pulled away for air, I rested my head against hers. “Tell me you love me,” I murmured, and she giggled, kissing my nose, cheek, and lips in that order after every word.

“I.”Kiss. “Love.”Kiss.“You.”Kiss.

Her laughter melted into mine, the sound buzzing low in my chest as I nipped at her bottom lip. I didn’t want to let her go, not for anything… not even the damn reception happening a few doors away.

But the muffled hum of music and clinking glasses seeped back into focus, dragging reality between us.

She smoothed her hands down my chest, eyes sparkling with that mix of mischief and sweetness that always wrecked me.

“So… best man…” she teased, her fingers catching the edge of my tie, tugging just enough to make me lean closer. “You’re supposed to be giving a toast in a minute or so.”

“And you…” I grinned, brushing my thumb along her jaw “…my little sexy maid of honor, are supposed to be giving a sappy speech to bore the crowd.”

“We should probably get back out there then,” she whispered, her hot little tongue dragging up my neck as I groan low in my throat.

“We probably should,” I murmured.

“They’ll be wondering where we went.” She kissed just below my ear.

“Probably.” I groaned, her hand palming me through my slacks like she had no intention of letting me walk out of this room with an ounce of dignity.

I kissed her hard, biting down on her bottom lip before I practically growled into her mouth.

“You think it's rude?” She breathed against my lips. “To sneak off in the middle of a wedding to have sex, well… twice?”

Her sudden gasp broke into a moan as I ground against her, my hands already dragging her dress up her thighs again.

“I’d imagine it's likely frowned upon…” I shrugged. “The pastor who officiated the wedding would have a few choice words for us right about now…” I nipped at her neck as she pulled me closer, another moan surfacing from her throat.

“But don’t worry, baby… this’ll be our littlesecret.”

I kissed her slowly, tasting forever on her lips. And maybe I’d never been good at keeping secrets—maybe I’d spill this one before the night was over. But she’d taught me how to keepher, how to hold something sacred, hide it from the world because it was yours.

And finally…fucking finally,she was mine.

And if she’s the only secret left I have to tell?My little secret in discretion, then fuck… that’s one I don’t mind everyone knowing.