Nathan’s POVAmelie is so adorable when she’s flustered. So, she likes my body? That’s good to know. She looks so incredibly sexy in that red dress. I kind of wish I was ripping it off of her.Focus, Nathan.I finish getting my tux on and head out to the living room area. I didn’t have to wait very long for Amelie. She appears out of the bedroom, looking like a total goddess. She has her luscious brown hair cascading in face-framing curls, and her makeup is subtle but accentuates her natural beauty—that red dress, phew, that red dress. The only word for her is stunning.“Amelie, you look absolutely stunning,” I exclaimed.“You don’t look too shabby yourself, Nathan,” she says with a big grin.“Shall we?” I signal to the door.“We shall,” she responds.We head down the elevator to the lobby and then out to the limo, waiting outside. I swear Amelie turned every single guy's head in that lobby. She really is a natural beauty. I mean inside and out. Her personality and charm are exuded in
Nathan’s POVWhat just happened? Amelie has to be ok. I stare at her lying on the couch, and she seems to be breathing better. I would lose it if something happened to her.“Are you ok, Amelie?” I ask, trying to keep my voice from cracking.She reaches up and touches my face, “I’m ok, Nathan, it must have been the heat.” Amelie says as she looks into my eyes.“You scared me,” I replied and nuzzled into her neck. She smells incredible—that familiar scent of Lilies and rain. I want to bask in that scent every day of my life.Amelie smiles and tries to sit up, but I stop her. “You need to rest,” I tell her.“Nathan, really, I’m ok,” Amelie states. Looking around the room. There is a half a dozen sets of eyes on her.“Usually, girls pass out when they see me, not before,” says a deep male voice. Amelie scans the room, and her eyes go as wide as saucers.“Dante Berkley?” Amelie questions, “The Dante Berkley, Hollywood superstar.”“That’s me,” Dante responds, chuckling.The guests start to
Nathan’s POVWe all return to the poker table. After another eight hands, the only two people remaining are Twerkley and myself.“So, we meet again,” Dante says.“Stop using that line from your movie,” I say, and Amelie giggles.“Hey, that movie and that line made me a shit ton of money,” Dante snickers.“I know,” I reply, “I handle your investments, remember?”“Ok, let’s play,” Dante dealt the cards.I look at my cards, a pair of jacks with an ace high. Not too bad. The flop is 3, 9, and 10 all off suit. I raise it, and Dante calls it. Next is a seven; I raise again, and Dante calls. Last comes an Ace. I raise a bit to see what Dante is going to do. He immediately goes all in. Shit, does he have three of a kind with Aces? I sit there pondering.“What’s wrong, stock market?” Dante inwardly laughs, “Too hot for you to handle?”Amelie squeezes my thigh. I look at her. I go to kiss her, and she avoids the kiss on the lips, and I kiss her cheek.“He’s bluffing,” she whispers with her mout
Amelie’s POVI’m currently hiding in a bathroom stall at the club. I don’t know if I can go through with this fake marriage with Nathan. Every moment I’m with him makes it harder. I want it all to be real. I want a real relationship with him. The way he held me on the dance floor made me feel both ecstatic that I had found my person and sad that I could never truly have him the way I really wanted him. Dig deep, Amelie, and keep your promise. He gave Zander back his life. You need to push your feelings down and stick to the mission. Onwards and upwards. You’re going to march upstairs to the VIP lounge, sit on Nathan’s lap, and pretend to be his girlfriend. Why? Because you owe it to him. Also, because a very large part of you knows how awesome it would be to have his hands on you, so suck it up, princess, and take one for the team. I giggled to myself.I left the stall and washed my hands. I took a glance in the mirror. Makeup is still on point. Hair, I smoothed it out. Tits, I pushe
Nathan’s POVWhat the fuck, Amelie? You just made me instantly hard. I hope you can’t feel it against you.“Nathan,” Amelie gulps, “You’re hard for me.” She leans into my neck and groans. Then she did something I didn’t expect to happen; Amelie reached down with her hand and cupped my bulge. “So, fucking hard.”“Amelie,” I breathe.“We’re here!” One of the girls screams excitedly. “Are you guys done dry-humping each other?” Dante says, looking in our direction.Amelie scrambles off my lap. I look at the ceiling and breathe deeply. I swear when I finally claim Amelie, she won’t be able to move for a week. I’m going to pounce on her like a tiger takes their prey.Everyone starts piling out of the limo. We are standing out in front of the hottest karaoke lounge in Las Vegas.“Let’s get our sing on!” Kimmy yells.“OH MY GOSH! YAY!” Amelie shrieks.Kimmy links arms with Amelie, and they walk towards the entrance. Everyone else follows, and I lag behind, trying to get rid of the raging har
Amelie’s POVI.Am.NEVER.Drinking.Again.What the hell happened last night, and why do I feel like someone put my head in a vice? I roll over in bed, and Nathan is lying there, smiling at me.“Good morning, sunshine,” he whispers.“Stop screaming at me,” I respond and grab my head.Nathan just shakes his head and laughs.“Ugh, what happened last night?” I questioned.“Well, how much do you remember?” Nathan asks.“Um, I remember being in the limo and drinking champagne, and then everything else is fuzzy,” I say.“So, you don’t really remember anything after that?” Nathan queries.“I vaguely recall something related to karaoke, but that’s about it,” I answer.“Hmmm,” Nathan mumbles.“Oh, my goodness, did we….oh no….we didn’t, you know….I mean,” I stammered and started to hyperventilate.“Calm down, Amelie,” Nathan said, stroking my arm, “we didn’t have sex.”I look under the covers to see I’m wearing my bra and thong.“I need to pee,” I say, hurrying to the bathroom.“I drew you a b
Amelie’s POVI didn’t think that I would feel this good after last night and this morning. No one mentioned what happened last night, but I saw all the pictures Dante had tagged me in on Instagram. I am honestly never drinking again. I look like I basically drooled all over Nathan. I was so grateful he didn’t say anything to me. Hmmmm….why didn’t he say anything to me? Was he protecting me, or was he embarrassed? Either way, I was grateful.I quickly showered and was standing in the walk-in closet in my robe when Nathan came in. He was dressed in a grey suit with a black t-shirt underneath. He was breathtakingly handsome.“Well, Dr. Michaels, you’re looking like AAA beefcake tonight,” I teased.He grinned, showing off his dimples. “Are you wearing a towel tonight? “ Because that’s okay with me,” he stated.“Ha ha, very funny,” I rolled my eyes. “I can’t decide what to wear.”Nathan browsed the outfits on the hangers and selected a short, silver dress.“Wear this one,” he instructed. H
Nathan’s POVWe’re on the plane, heading home. Paul is passed out, sleeping across the aisle from me. Morgan and Kimmy are sitting together in the seats in front of us, facing me. Amelie, well, Amelie is right where she should be. She’s cuddled up next to me. I feel such a sense of calm when she’s close to me, as if nothing else matters in the world. I’m glad it’s Friday and the weekend is here. For the first time in my life, I don’t want to go to work. I want to stay with Amelie. Tomorrow is her wedding dress fitting—a wide grin dons my face as I think about it.“What are you smiling about, Nathan?” Amelie questioned.I lie, “Just remembering the look on Twerkley’s face when Kimmy said you weren’t his lobster.”Amelie smiles, “That was quite funny.”“Sometimes you need to put Twerkley in his place,” Kimmy noted. “He’s really a nice guy, but his Hollywood persona has been coming out a lot lately.”“So true, Kimmy,” I agreed. "You can’t blame him, however. When you’re essentially given
Nathan’s POV“I love you, too, Nathan,” Amelie said breathlessly.“I’ll be right back,” I advised. “I’m going to go grab a condom.”“No,” Amelie replied.“No? I questioned.“I’m on the pill,” Amelie stated. “I have been since I was 14 years old to regulate my period.”“I can still wear a condom, though,” I said.“I don’t want you to,” Amelie expressed. “I want to feel you fully.”I smiled at her. “Amelie, you don’t understand what this means to me. You willing to give yourself fully to me means everything to me.”“I’m yours, Nathan,” Amelie said, reaching up to caress my cheek.I started kissing her again and ran my hands over her body.I reached between her legs just to make sure she was still wet enough. She was dripping wet for
Nathan’s POVIt’s Christmas morning, and I've received the best present I’ve ever had in my life. Amelie woke me up this morning wearing nothing but a big red bow tied around her chest and a G-string. Needless to say, I did some unwrapping and stuffed her stocking. Now, I’m currently taking a bubble bath with my wife sitting in front of me in the tub.“Are you sore?” I asked her.“Not too bad,” Amelie answered. “Just a little tender, mostly.”“I kind of took it easy on you last night since it was your first time,” I said. Amelie turned around and looked at me, and I smirked.“Oh really?” Amelie questioned. “Pray tell, what does not going easy look like?”“Patience, my little kitten,” I said with a grin. “You have the rest of your life to find that out.”Amelie let out the cutest little squeak.“I like th
Amelie’s POVIt feels like I’m dreaming. Nathan loves me. I’m on cloud nine.We are standing at the end of the bed kissing. It sounds strange, but the kisses feel different. They feel more powerful, full of emotion and passion.Nathan ran his hands down my sides and turned me around so my back was facing him. He slowly started unclasping my corset. I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I was nervous. He made quick work of the corset and dropped it to the floor. Then he hooked his fingers under the sides of my lace thong and pulled them down my legs.I stand, my back exposed to him. He lingered kisses down my back as I shivered with excitement. He stepped back.“Turn around, Amelie,” He purred. “I want to devour you with my eyes.”I turned around slowly. My body was on display for him.His gaze was fixated on me, and he licked his lips.“Perfection, my love,” He said. “I’ve waited so long for this. My body has ached for you.”He picked me up, moved to the side of the bed, and gently
Nathan’s POVAt the same time and with the same words, we spoke.“I need to tell you something.”We both look at each other. How weird is it to say the exact same thing at the exact same time?“Ladies first, Amelie,” I said.“Are you sure?” Amelie asked.“Yes, please. What do you have to tell me?”“Nathan, I’ve been trying to find the words to tell you something for weeks. “ I finally found the words, but then I lacked the courage,” Amelie said, turning to me. “Now I think I have both. I need to say it, regardless of the outcome, because I can no longer live with this secret. I can’t keep it secret for the next three years. I can’t let it consume my heart.”Amelie looked down at the ground and wrung her hands together. Her head bowed like a scared little kitten.“Amelie,” I said, lifting her chin and gazing into her eyes. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”“I know,” Amelie spoke. “It’s just hard to put into words.”I reach for a stray piece of hair on her face and tuck it beh
Nathan’s POVAfter the garter and bouquet toss, I excused myself to head to the washroom. Fuck. I swear, as I gripped the garter with my teeth, I could smell Amelie’s arousal through her lace panties. It drove me fucking primal. I have never wanted a woman as much as I want her. I’m praying she feels the same way when I tell her tonight.I came back to the reception and found my mother talking to Samuel. He looked really uncomfortable, so I started walking towards him, but before I could intervene, Tiff swooped in.“Sweetie,” Tiff said, grabbing Samuel’s arm. “Can we dance now?”Samuel looked at Tiff and smiled. “Vivian, do you mind if I leave you so I can dance with my girlfriend?”“Girlfriend?” My mother asked.“Yes, Tiff is my girlfriend,” Samuel grinned.“Oh, go ahead, you two,” Mother responded.Tiff dragged Samuel off to the dance floor.“Mother,” I stated as I walked up to her. “Are you having a good time?”“Yes, Nathaniel. It’s a lovely wedding,” she expressed.I glanced over
Nathan’s POVOf course, Zander had to be infatuated with the daughter of a Mafia Don. The only saving grace was that Isabella would be leaving for boarding school in England after the New Year. Now, however, is not the time to think about that. I want to concentrate on Amelie.“Oh my gosh!” Amelie exclaimed. “The cake is amazing!”Patricia was standing there and smiled widely at Amelie’s comment.“I’m so glad you like it, Amelie,” Patricia acknowledged.Amelie, of course, had to hug Patricia.“What layer is the chocolate?” I asked.“It’s the middle tier,” Patricia responded. “I thought that would be the tier you would want to cut since it’s your mom’s recipe.”“Oh, Patricia, that’s so incredibly thoughtful of you,” Amelie expressed.“Now the big question is, smush or no smush?” I laughed.“Well, I would say no smush for Amelie. We don’t want to get any on her dress,” Patricia said. “Maybe a little smush for you, Nathan. Then Amelie can kiss it off?”“That works for me,” Amelie giggled
Amelie’s POVI couldn’t believe Carrington had done that for me. My dream of giving back to the community was coming true.I returned to my seat, and I was literally shaking from emotion. Nathan knew just what to do. He hugged me tight.“I know this is overwhelming,” he said. “Just center yourself and let the emotions out.”Nathan always knew what to say to make me feel better. I clung to him, and he held me as if he would never let me go.“Feeling a bit more level?” Nathan asked.“Yes, thank you. It’s just so much,” I replied.“I know. Grandfather can be over the top sometimes,” Nathan stated.“Oh, really? I know a certain someone who seemed to pick up that Michaels trait as well,” I giggled.“Guilty as charged,” Nathan chuckled. “Are you ready to make a brief statement to our guests as a couple? I’ll do all the talking if you’d like.”“Yes, my hubby,” I advised.“Ok, my wifey,” Nathan responded.We walked up to the podium.“Hi, Everyone, my wife,” Nathan paused and smiled at me, “an
Amelie’s POVNathan and I are currently just outside the doors of the ballroom, waiting to be announced.“How are you feeling, kitten?” Nathan asked.“Excited,” I replied.“Me too,” Nathan said, raising my hand and kissing the back of it.The announcement blasts out. “Friends and Family, please welcome the newest members of wedded bliss, Nathan and Amelie Michaels!”“It’s go time!” Desiree advised.The door opens, and we walk in hand in hand to the cheers and applause of our guests. I took a quick look around as Desiree finished the finishing touches. The room looks spectacular, and the lighting gives off an icy blue hue. My glance is brief, though, as the only thing I want to look at right now is Nathan. He is smiling the biggest grin I’ve ever seen. He’s also staring at me.We make our way to the middle of the dance floor. The dance floor looks like ice. It’s raised plexiglass with blue underlighting.Nathan twirls me out and then pulls me in close. "At Last" by Etta James starts u
Nathan’s POVIt was great spending time with Zander, and he seemed to enjoy himself. I always wanted a sibling, so having Zander around is going to be great. I couldn’t wait to get back to his sister, however.Tonight is going to be amazing. I already decided I’m not going to drink much at the reception. I want to be sober when I tell her how I feel tonight. I’m really hoping she feels the same way, or at least is starting to feel the same way. I won't pressure her, either. It doesn’t matter about the sex. I'd love to be with her, but I’m willing to wait until she’s ready because I want her first time to be special. Amelie deserves that.Zander and I are walking back from the garage, and I can’t help by feel giddy that I can hug Amelie when I see her.We walk into the grand hall, and I look around. I see everyone but Amelie and Grandfather. I walk over to the entrance of the grand room, and there they are, in the front row. Amelie is leaning on Grandfather's shoulder, and they are jus