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Chapter 83

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Cheryl

It’s our wedding anniversary.

I’m going to pretend like I don’t expect a really nice gift from Miles today—though, honestly, I do. Maybe I’m more excited because of my gift to him. A dark blue suit. Not just any suit, either. I had it custom-designed, tailored down to every detail, because there’s just something about my man in a dark blue suit that makes me feel like getting pregnant every damn time.

Every time Miles wears one, I lose my mind a little. So I got him one—sleek, luxurious, ridiculously expensive. Almost ten times more than the ones he casually throws on. And Miles doesn’t wear cheap clothes to begin with. He’s going to look sinful in it.

He left early today. So early, he was gone before my alarm even rang. But I remember feeling his kisses. Several of them—soft, slow, and lingering—pressed to my cheek, my neck, my lips, before he disappeared into the morning.

A bouquet of magenta tulips was waiting on my nightstand when I finally woke up, with a note
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    Cheryl“Anna,” I groaned, slipping into the seat in front of her desk.“You look great,” she said, winking at me.“What?” I rolled my eyes.“I’m sure you had a terrific weekend—with the wedding anniversary and getting an SUV model by Han Industries named after you. You’re living the dream, girl,” she whined.“Oh, shut up. Have you seen my car? It’s beautiful,” I shrieked.“People take pictures of the car everywhere I go. It’s crazy. I have the best husband in the whole world,” I groaned.“Hmmn hmmn. Lucky you. Now tell me what’s actually bothering you,” Anna said, seeing straight through my facade.“Fine,” I said. “I love my husband a lot, and I really, really love Miles. He is literally the best, but there’s so much about him that I don’t know—so much I don’t understand. And I don’t know if it’s the age gap or whatever…”“Calm down, honey. What exactly happened? And why do you have all these bottled-up emotions and things you haven’t communicated?” she asked.“He doesn’t finish in me

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 84

    Miles “Ahhh,” Cheryl moaned into my ear, her breath hot and sweet as I trailed kisses down her neck, tasting the faint scent of her perfume mixed with her skin.My hands found their way to her back, fingers expertly locating the zipper of her jumpsuit and dragging it down slowly, teasingly. This was supposed to be her final anniversary gift—something I’d give her after our dinner—but fuck, I couldn’t wait anymore. Not when she had been looking like sin wrapped in silk all goddamn day.She reached for my belt, her fingers moving fast, her breathing already uneven. I peeled the jumpsuit from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Her bra hugged her breasts so perfectly I nearly lost my mind. Then she knelt in front of me, twisting her hair into a ponytail with the tie from her wrist, like she’d been planning this all day.She unzipped my slacks and palmed my aching cock through my briefs, slow and deliberate.“Fuck,” I groaned.She freed my cock, her fingers curling around my sha

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 83

    Cheryl It’s our wedding anniversary. I’m going to pretend like I don’t expect a really nice gift from Miles today—though, honestly, I do. Maybe I’m more excited because of my gift to him. A dark blue suit. Not just any suit, either. I had it custom-designed, tailored down to every detail, because there’s just something about my man in a dark blue suit that makes me feel like getting pregnant every damn time. Every time Miles wears one, I lose my mind a little. So I got him one—sleek, luxurious, ridiculously expensive. Almost ten times more than the ones he casually throws on. And Miles doesn’t wear cheap clothes to begin with. He’s going to look sinful in it. He left early today. So early, he was gone before my alarm even rang. But I remember feeling his kisses. Several of them—soft, slow, and lingering—pressed to my cheek, my neck, my lips, before he disappeared into the morning. A bouquet of magenta tulips was waiting on my nightstand when I finally woke up, with a note

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 82

    Cheryl He was already tugging my pants down, peeling them from my legs slowly, deliberately, leaving me completely bare beneath him. His lips pressed against my skin, kissing along my thighs as he shrugged off his jacket. Then came his shirt—tossed carelessly aside—before he climbed over me on the couch, his body warm and solid against mine.I slid my fingers into his hair, clutching softly as he balanced himself above me with one arm, pinning my wrist lightly to the cushion. His weight between my legs was grounding, intoxicating.He kissed me deeply, hungrily, before grabbing my hand and guiding it down to his crotch.“It hurts, baby,” he groaned. “Hurts from earlier—from not getting to be inside you.”I giggled softly. So did he.Then I started rubbing him slowly, my palm gliding along the hard length of his cock, working him over his trousers, dragging my fingertips around his sensitive tip to make him twitch under my touch.A groan rumbled from deep in his chest, his head falling

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 81

    Cheryl He was already up, pinning my wrists above my head as I lay back against the desk. Then his phone rang, slicing through the moment like a knife. I could tell he didn’t want to answer it, not even a little bit. But the groan that left his throat was one of reluctant realization—something more pressing than having sex with me had just pulled him away. “You have to go?” I asked, sitting up and reaching for my clothes, trying not to look too disappointed. “I’m sorry, baby. It’s really important… I swear we’ll finish this at home, okay?” he said, looking genuinely apologetic. I nodded, offering him a small smile. “Yeah, it’s okay.” I started dressing, smoothing my clothes and fixing my hair so I wouldn’t walk out looking like someone who just got thoroughly wrecked by the CEO. Meanwhile, Miles answered his call, pacing slightly. When he hung up, he turned back to me. “Baby, I’m really sorry. You’re important to me—you know that, right? But…” “Miles, we see each other every d

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 80

    Miles“Come here,” I ordered, pointing to the space right in front of me.My wife.My beautiful, beautiful wife.God, I love her.She’s so soft.So stunning.So mine.She swallowed and walked to the other end of the table, her heels clicking with every step. When she stopped in front of me, she looked me straight in the eye. I brought my hand to her face, stroking her cheek gently before brushing her hair behind her ear.It took everything in me not to tear that dress off her body the moment I laid eyes on her. It hugged her perfectly—highlighting every soft, plush curve. My hands ached to trace them.I wanted to touch her.Desperately.So badly it made my head itch.But remembering that she’s mine—my wife—grounded me, made me pause.I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to grab her. Slowly, I raised my hand to her thighs, letting my fingers trace the gentle curve of her hips. I breathed deeply, controlling the hunger inside me. My hand slid higher, teasing her stomach, making her su

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