Chapter 21 Twenty

• His lip closes over one of my clothed nipples and a wave of emotions wash over me. I don’t get to bask in the excitement of his last statement before he sweeps me off my feet and my legs wrap firmly around his waist.
• Brandon wants me to be myself, be his wife, no submissive, no dominant for the period of our honeymoon. The thought sends the butterflies in my stomach haywire, a warmth spread throughout my chest and I pepper kisses all over his neck. I love it.
• We pass through doors that I am unable to identify in my disoriented state and the low growl that escapes Brandon encourages me to bite gently on the skin of his neck while my nails dig into his back. I shiver when his lips connect with my cheek for the briefest moments and wiggle in his arms. He cups and squeezes my butt which is when I notice we are no longer moving. We are in our bedroom, standing at the foot of the bed and I shiver again, this time, from the cold.