by Suzanne Hart
I made it to the next street corner and started scanning, my eyes peeled for food sources. My gaze brushed over a figure I recognized and I doubled back. My heart leaped just as the signal lights were changing. I needed to cross the street, I had to make sure. A nervous sweat sprouted on my forehead, my fingers shaking. The man turned.
I caught a glimpse of those eyes and I knew.
That was him.
James.
I ran the rest of the way, breathless, “James!”
His arms opened just in time for me to collide into them.
The words from our last conversation had left my mind because I was helpless under that gaze, the sensation of those lips. God I missed him. My body had longed for his. All the mourning I had done could have been reversed in that one moment. “H-how did you find me?”
James was smiling down at me, his eyes red too. “Neil gave me the details.”
I shook my head, questions bouncing around, but the words getting caught. “How-... what….”
We both laughed and then he said, “I turned down the company.”
My eyes widened. “What?” My heart was racing. “What does this mean?”
James threw his hands up. “Anything, really. I don’t have to own that company. I don’t have to stay there to fulfill my parents’ vision. That was their way. It doesn’t have to be mine.”
“So, what are you gonna do?”
I couldn’t let go of him.
“Well, currently, I’m drawing up a business plan to start a small firm that will focus on young business-people, teaching them how to use their money.”
“So giving them a voice, but financially supporting them.”
James was beaming. “Yes.”
At that, I heard a whistle behind me. I turned to find a horse-drawn carriage coming up. “What- ….”
“Perfect timing.”
My gaze shifted from the brown horses to James’s smile. “Wait, are you serious? You planned this?”
He nodded, holding out his hand to help me get in the carriage. As we set for a path directly into Central Park, I thought of something. “I have class in an hour.”
But he just smiled at me. “I won’t let you miss it for the world.”
I couldn’t stop smiling as those horses pulled us towards the park, the sound of their hooves mixing in with the kids playing into the distance, the leaves brushing against each other in the wind. And something else--- silence, sweet silence. I had been told about the wonders of Central Park, but had never been able to go because of my dance schedule.
Finally, James spoke. “I didn’t just take you out here for a joy ride.”
I chuckled. “Oh really, I thought carriage rides were just your thing.”
James laughed. “I needed to set the scene.”
“Okay?” I looked at him, watching as his eyes went distant. He started fidgeting.
“You see, I have this thing in my pocket.” He started rummaging.
I had an idea, but I would never dare let myself think of it.
“And it’s just been weighing on me because it’s so heavy. I was just wondering…”
And there it was, a black box.
“…if you could take it off my hands.”
He opened it.
I only glanced at the ring; the oval cut, the rose gold band. But I gazed into his eyes, seeing the genuine love behind them.
“Will you- …”
I couldn’t let him finish, the word bursting out of me as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Yes!”
Epilogue
Nancy
James burst through the door of our hotel suite with me in his arms. It slammed behind us, the sound of our laughter filling the room. He carried me all the way to the circular bed across the room, before depositing me on it. The silk-covered layers of tulle flayed out all around me. I could feel my hair pins stabbing against my skull. I sat up, huffing out a breath as my arms collapsed down to my side.
I giggled at the sight of James ripping off his tuxedo jacket and deftly unbuttoning his shirt in seconds. We never took our eyes off of each other as I plucked pin after pin after pin out of my head, dropping them all around me. My hair fell down and I sighed with the release. I stood up, turning around. “James, you have to help me get out of this thing. It’s not even fair.”
He laughed. “Okay… wife.”
I couldn’t stop myself from smiling at that. I felt him snake his arms around my waist and dropped my head to the side as he showered kisses on my neck and shoulders. His hands clutched my chest, his breaths, his tongue, making me hot with desire. “Dress first, James. And then sex,” I said breathlessly.
He let out a low chuckle. “Sure.”
I was practically squirming as he methodically tackled every one of the twenty-seven pearl buttons that held my bodice together. When he was done with that, there was still the ribbon and ties. Finally, the whole thing fell down to my ankles, revealing the white, lace trimmed corset and thong I couldn’t wait for him to see. I turned, a smile playing on my lips at the way that he stared at me, that alluring mischief in his eye.
“Oh wow Mrs. Paris,” He said, resting his hands on my hips and giving me a kiss.
“Only the best for you, Mr. Paris.”
He raised an eyebrow, his lips folding into a crook smile as his hands slipped down to my ass, grabbing a handful of my flesh. He sucked in a hefty breath. “God, you’re impossible.”
I reached up and took his face in my hands. I kissed him, drinking him up. His tongue slipped just inside my mouth, brushing the rim of my lip. I let out a sigh as my hands went straight for his bulge. He was hard already, his manhood warm, twitching in my hand. His lips found my chin, my neck, my chest.
He picked me up, dropping me on the bed and climbing on top of me almost in the same motion.
I shifted and we rolled over so that I was on top of him, straddling his hips while his cock pressed hard up against my clitoris, the wetness seeping through my thong.
He rubbed my cheek.
I grabbed his wrist, kissing his hand, sucking on his fingers.
“God, I love you Nancy. I fucking love you.”
I lowered myself down onto him, my body against his. “I love you too.”
He reached for me with his left hand and I grabbed him in mine. Our palms clasped together, our ring fingers intertwining. We stayed like that for a short moment, each of us reveling in this moment with the other.
Then we got down to business.
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