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us the way to the lift and our room. Joe and I behave; only our hands are joined as we gently glide up the floors to ours in the elevator. I am buzzing with sexual energy; the kiss earlier shared is still imprinted on my lips and my body is already eager for more.
    â€˜Oh, I thought I should let you know.’ Joe looks straight ahead, a smirk barely suppressed on his lips. ‘I got the job.’
    â€˜Yes, I knew it!’ I threw my satin and lace-encased body into his arms. We laugh and kiss in delight. I’m so happy for him. I know the job means a lot to him.
    â€˜He must have really liked you.’
    â€˜Apparently so,’ he replies. We walk down the corridor together. ‘I can start looking after you now.’
    â€˜You’ve been looking after me since we first met, darling. I’m glad you’ve got this job, though. I know it was important to you.’
    â€˜It’s a load off, definitely.’ He squeezes my hand and pushes the door open to our room.
    â€˜Alone, Mrs Moore, at last.’
    â€˜Yes, Mr Moore, alone on our wedding night. Fancy a game of scrabble?’ As stupid as it is, I feel a little nervous. I cover my nerves with humour.
    â€˜No, dear wife, I fancy you. I need to fuck you. Come here.’
    The fancy, bright décor of the room doesn’t capture my attention. I ignore the champagne, roses, and chocolates on the table beside the bed; I barely even notice the bright lights of Manchester through the huge and imposing window that sweeps across one side of our room. I keep my gaze focused on him. On Joe, my husband, the love of my life.
    â€˜What are you thinking?’ he asks as I press myself against his hard, familiar body.
    â€˜That dreams do come true.’ I kiss along the edge of his collar. ‘That I’m the luckiest girl in all the world because you’re my dream and here you are and you’re all mine.’
    â€˜All yours, baby,’ he whispers, gently brushing my cheek with his knuckles, ‘always.’
    Our lips meet and continue the intense kiss that had so frightened the cabbie a matter of minutes ago. It’s like they’d never been apart; the kiss is searingly hot in its intensity. It makes me gasp, and heats my body till I feel uncomfortable in my clothes. Joe reads my mind; his hands slip round to my back and he teases the delicate zip down my back until the classy white froth of my wedding gown pools around my feet. I step out of it, like I’m tiptoeing through the clouds, and he pulls me savagely into his embrace.
    I drag down the knot of his tie and undo the first buttons of his collar. I am eager to feel his skin against mine.
    â€˜This is pretty,’ he says, sliding his hands over the silky cream chemise I’ve been eager to unveil all day.
    â€˜Yes, I hoped you’d like it,’ I reply, throwing his tie over my shoulder and working on the other buttons. ‘It feels lovely against my skin. Let me press it against yours.’ His buttons fly open and I press myself against him and he shakes himself free of the shirt sleeves.
    â€˜Oh, yes, it does feel good.’ He gently strokes his fingers down my back making me shiver. ‘But I want to feel your skin, love.’ He grabs the bottom edge of the silk and drags it up. I raise my arms and let him reveal my creamy skin to his gaze.
    â€˜That’s even better.’ He traces swirls on my chest with his thick fingers. ‘So beautiful.’
    Next he presses his chest against mine, nibbles my neck, and unhooks my bra, all in one breathtakingly smooth move.
    I trace patterns on his back and press kisses against his shoulder, curving in over his hair- smattered chest, feeling his heart thumping confidently below his skin. I could play for hours like this, taking in every curve and straight line, getting to know him one unique mark to another. His fingers send streaks of excitement down my spine; they drop to my hips. His