“ Cara mia .” My beloved.
Kate removed the rose, lifted it gently to her nose, inhaled the sweet aroma
she would forever associate with Dominic, and set it aside on the counter.
Untying the bow, she carefully unwrapped the gift
Dominic had left for her. Tossing the paper aside, Kate lifted the lid off of
the plain white box.
Delicate, lacy white lingerie had been artfully folded into soft silver tissue
paper. Dominic had bought her lingerie for their wedding. For
their wedding night, to be more specific. A low throb built within her
at the thought. She pictured his big, strong hands, so tan and masculine in
contrast to the feminine white fabric, as he touched and considered exactly
what he wanted to take off of her the first time they made love as husband and
wife.
Kate lifted the lingerie and held it up in front of herself in the mirror.
Dominic had excellent taste, not that she hadn’t already known that. The top
consisted of a backless, strapless bustier. Dainty flower-shaped lace trimmed
the low-cut cups and hem. The satin body was lined with sturdy boning and
embroidered with small flowers to match the lace trim.
Heat filled Kate cheeks as she lifted the matching panties from the box. Of
course a guy would pick a thong. Kate held the panties up in front of her,
hoping that she could imagine a back on them if she stared hard enough at the
skimpy fabric. The satin front had Mrs. Ridolfi embroidered in a
shimmery script across the front.
Mrs. Ridolfi. Her heart thrilled at the words. She could face anything with her
ass hanging out, so long as Dominic was the end result.
Tossing the scrap of an excuse for panties aside, Kate lifted a pair of sheer
thigh-high stockings from the box, followed by stunning white wedge heels with
ribbons that would wrap and tie around her ankles like a ballerina’s toe shoes.
A white satin garter with a diamond encrusted triangle came next. Kate shivered
at the delicious thought of Dominic removing it with his teeth.
Her husband-to-be had thought of everything. Kate kicked off her shoes and
stripped out of her t-shirt. Shimmying her jeans down,
she stepped out of them and tugged off her socks. She quickly exchanged her
plain bra and panties for the bridal set Dominic had given her. The bustier
made her waist seem impossibly tiny, while increasing the fullness of her
breasts. Kate remembered the last corset she’d worn. The night she’d promised
her love to another man. Alexander.
What had happened to him in her absence? Did he know she was with Dominic?
Would he understand? Would he forgive her? Alex had grown to be her best
friend, but wanted more than Kate could give.
Kate’s heart ached with the pain she would cause her friend. She should’ve been
honest with him, honest with herself. Dominic had laid claim to her from their
very first touch. Nothing and no one could change that.
Kate brushed the melancholy thoughts of her golden friend and tutore aside. This was to be the happiest day of her life. Surely even Alexander
wouldn’t begrudge her that. She’d find a way to make things right with him in
time. Tonight was about Dominic.
Lifting the gown from its hanger, Kate let the skirts fall to the floor in a swoosh of lace and underskirts. Kate unzipped the
back and stepped into the dress. The inside was lined in smooth, satiny fabric,
with mesh underskirts for fullness at the bottom. Shrugging into the bodice,
Kate smoothed the delicate fabric over her hips and abdomen.
With a soft snick, Kate closed the low zipper at
the small of her back. Fumbling with the fabric at the back of her neck, she
managed to hook the clasps. Lifting the train to keep it from dragging, Kate
stepped out into the sitting room.
Lindsey
and Gianna both
Kate removed the rose, lifted it gently to her nose, inhaled the sweet aroma
she would forever associate with Dominic, and set it aside on the counter.
Untying the bow, she carefully unwrapped the gift
Dominic had left for her. Tossing the paper aside, Kate lifted the lid off of
the plain white box.
Delicate, lacy white lingerie had been artfully folded into soft silver tissue
paper. Dominic had bought her lingerie for their wedding. For
their wedding night, to be more specific. A low throb built within her
at the thought. She pictured his big, strong hands, so tan and masculine in
contrast to the feminine white fabric, as he touched and considered exactly
what he wanted to take off of her the first time they made love as husband and
wife.
Kate lifted the lingerie and held it up in front of herself in the mirror.
Dominic had excellent taste, not that she hadn’t already known that. The top
consisted of a backless, strapless bustier. Dainty flower-shaped lace trimmed
the low-cut cups and hem. The satin body was lined with sturdy boning and
embroidered with small flowers to match the lace trim.
Heat filled Kate cheeks as she lifted the matching panties from the box. Of
course a guy would pick a thong. Kate held the panties up in front of her,
hoping that she could imagine a back on them if she stared hard enough at the
skimpy fabric. The satin front had Mrs. Ridolfi embroidered in a
shimmery script across the front.
Mrs. Ridolfi. Her heart thrilled at the words. She could face anything with her
ass hanging out, so long as Dominic was the end result.
Tossing the scrap of an excuse for panties aside, Kate lifted a pair of sheer
thigh-high stockings from the box, followed by stunning white wedge heels with
ribbons that would wrap and tie around her ankles like a ballerina’s toe shoes.
A white satin garter with a diamond encrusted triangle came next. Kate shivered
at the delicious thought of Dominic removing it with his teeth.
Her husband-to-be had thought of everything. Kate kicked off her shoes and
stripped out of her t-shirt. Shimmying her jeans down,
she stepped out of them and tugged off her socks. She quickly exchanged her
plain bra and panties for the bridal set Dominic had given her. The bustier
made her waist seem impossibly tiny, while increasing the fullness of her
breasts. Kate remembered the last corset she’d worn. The night she’d promised
her love to another man. Alexander.
What had happened to him in her absence? Did he know she was with Dominic?
Would he understand? Would he forgive her? Alex had grown to be her best
friend, but wanted more than Kate could give.
Kate’s heart ached with the pain she would cause her friend. She should’ve been
honest with him, honest with herself. Dominic had laid claim to her from their
very first touch. Nothing and no one could change that.
Kate brushed the melancholy thoughts of her golden friend and tutore aside. This was to be the happiest day of her life. Surely even Alexander
wouldn’t begrudge her that. She’d find a way to make things right with him in
time. Tonight was about Dominic.
Lifting the gown from its hanger, Kate let the skirts fall to the floor in a swoosh of lace and underskirts. Kate unzipped the
back and stepped into the dress. The inside was lined in smooth, satiny fabric,
with mesh underskirts for fullness at the bottom. Shrugging into the bodice,
Kate smoothed the delicate fabric over her hips and abdomen.
With a soft snick, Kate closed the low zipper at
the small of her back. Fumbling with the fabric at the back of her neck, she
managed to hook the clasps. Lifting the train to keep it from dragging, Kate
stepped out into the sitting room.
Lindsey
and Gianna both
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