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Thirty eight

Kade P.O.V.

Oliver and Sophie's wedding day was the best day of their lives. And, it was honestly, probably the best day of mine too.

Why?

Because I finally got Isobel back in my arms.

All of her.

There was no time wasted or lost as we fell into bed together and stayed there as dusk turned into dawn. I felt like I re-learned every single slope, dip, crevice, and mark on her body as I spent it worshipping the vessel that contained her fiery soul.

Oh boy have I missed the sounds of her erotic cries and the sight of her enraptured with blissful pleasure. Most of all, I loved how vulnerable she was with me, how much she gave of herself.

We alternated between intense fucking, to fast and hard, to hot, dirty sex, and to slow and sweet love-making all night. Whatever it was, nothing could compare.

I held her in my arms as we succumbed to the fatigue of the last few days and our exertion from the night.

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I stirred in my slumber, cracking an eye open to see if I was still asleep or whether this was simply an elongated dream.

I smiled half-asleep at the curled up figure next to me, half hidden by the sheets. Her warm hair spilled out like a halo beside her. My eyes danced across her smooth, tan skin, and across her pink cheeks. I reached out to rub my thumb under her eye softly, admiring her serene face.

She stirred, outstretching an arm to pat the space beside her until it landed on my stomach. With a content smile, she scooted over and wrapped her leg around mine. I chuckled softly at the adorable actions. I placed a hand over her hip and under her head as I slipped out of consciousness once again.

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"Kadeyyy," a soft, angelic voice whispered. "Wake up."

I opened my eyes, rubbing the sleep out of it as my goddess came into view.

Isobel Marie Hernandez.

"Morning cutie." I said, my voice a little hoarse.

Bel chuckled. "Actually, it's almost lunch time."

I tugged her towards me as I nuzzled my head into her. "Mm let's stay in bed."

The sound of her giggles filled the silence as I locked my arms around her to keep her in place.

"Whitley, I'm hungry," she protested, attempting to fight against me.

"I have something you can put in your mouth." I said cheekily, glancing down to my lower body. Terrible joke, but I couldn't resist.

She gasped loudly, whacking me on the chest. "I have something you can shove up your-"

I guffawed loudly, slamming my palm across her mouth. I think I got the gist.

"Okay fine fine, I'll order something." I reached over to the bedside table for my phone. Frowning, I noticed it wasn't there. Thinking back to last night, I hopped off the bed to look for my trousers she had thrown, not caring to cover myself.

"Cute butt." She sniggered throwing a pillow at me.

I caught it and threw it back at her face, whilst I ordered some food for delivery. "I'll have you know my ass is more than just cute, it is fantasstic!"

"M-hm," she tilted her head as it trailed down my bare body, stopping at my groin. "You know saying that only grows your ego, not your assets."