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But Chris pretended as though he hadn’t heard the minister. He broke off the kiss and leaned his temple against Shane’s. “I can still feel you inside me. And I want you back in there so bad right now.” He whispered into Shane’s ear and kissed him softly on the cheek.
“What do you say we finish this, and I grant you your wish?” Shane breathed, his eyes alight with love and lust. “Deal?”
“Deal.” Chris chuckled and stepped back. “Sorry about that, Sir. I couldn’t help myself.” Chris told the Minister as he started slowly sliding the ring onto Shane’s finger. “I give you this ring as a symbol of my love for you. I promise not only to stand by your side always but to also be a faithful partner to you always. I bestow upon you all the treasures of my mind, heart, and hands. As I place this ring on your finger, I Chris Donovan, accept you, Shane Nicolas Lewis, as my husband.” Chris slipped the ring on Shane’s finger. “I love you too, Shane. So much.”
“That was so beautiful,” Shane whispered as his own tears slid unchecked, down his cheeks. Neither man had known what the other was going to say. And hearing those heartfelt words from Chris totally floored Shane…made him feel so special.
“Alright, Chris and Shane, I now pronounce you married.” The minister said. “You may kiss each other.”
There’s a moment between a glance and a kiss when the world actually seemed to stop for the briefest of times. Chris and Shane saw right into the very soul of each other at that point, the anticipation of the coming kiss so intense their hearts actually pounded. Then their lips touched and their eyes shut, then it was just the two of them as for a moment, everything around them disappeared. It was a kiss that rocked both men to their very souls. To them, there was no feeling greater than knowing that they belonged to each other, body and soul. Both men tasted the salty tears but couldn’t tell whose it was. It didn’t matter at all.
“We did it.” Shane’s voice cracked. His arms remained around Chris’ neck whilst Chris wrapped around his waist, their foreheads leaning against each other’s. Shane didn’t seem to have the willpower to let Chris go.
“Yes, we did,” Chris whispered against Shane’s lips. “Thank you.” Then they were kissing each other again.
It was a short but beautiful ceremony. From the chapel, they drove directly to one of the most expensive and luxurious beach hotels in Florida, Boca Raton Resort & Club, where they checked into the presidential suite. The spectacular setting and view loved by many about the Boca Raton Resort was however lost on the two men since neither stepped out of that room for the next two days.
After sparing some two minutes to call Jon and Isabel to tell them not to expect them back home till the next day, they jumped into bed and simply held each other. For both of them, it felt so unbelievably exciting to be married it was almost surreal. They would look into each other’s eyes with so much love, smile at each other, and simply kiss. Surprisingly they didn’t even feel like having sex. Just lying in each other’s arms was okay. And they were not even talking much except to declare their love for each other sometimes amidst kisses.
“We’re acting like a bunch of teens.” Shane laughed at a point.
“With you, I don’t care what I act as. I could be a cat for all I care.” Chris murmured.
“A cat? No. Definitely a lion.” Shane chuckled. “Hungry?” And at Chris’ nod, Shane ordered room service, surprising Chris by requesting a bottle of chocolate syrup.
“Chocolate syrup?” Chris raised an eyebrow.
“Shut up,” Shane said, attacking Chris’s lips again. “You taste so good I might even call to cancel that order.” He murmured against Chris’ lips.
“Don’t.” Chris laughed. “I love chocolate syrup. Do you think we should call Auntie Syl and the guys to tell them?”
“Let’s keep it to ourselves.” Shane kissed Chris on the forehead. “At least for a day.” Another kiss to the tip of Chris’ nose. “We can tell them tomorrow.” A lengthier kiss on the mouth.
When their food finally came, they only picked at it though it was scrumptious. Both men still felt too excited to eat. They however finished the bottle of champagne that came with it. Chris called the reception and requested for someone to come for their dishes. After giving the lady a huge tip, he closed the door and joined Shane in the shower. After their shower, they relaxed in the Jacuzzi, with Shane sitting between Chris’ legs with his back against Chris’ front.
“This feels like heaven.” Shane moaned, resting the back of his head on Chris’ shoulder. “I could stay this way forever.”
“Hmm. Much as I agree this feels nice, I’d rather be in bed with you deep inside me.” Chris murmured, drawing a burst of soft laughter from Shane.
“You’re such a slut.”
“We had a deal,” Chris murmured in Shane’s ear, drawing his lobe between his teeth. “In a chapel.” He released the flesh long enough to add huskily. Then he started sucking on the sensitive flesh, loving the sounds of Shane’s uncontrollable moans. Chris licked his way down to the sensitive spot on Shane’s neck and sucked up a mark.
“Chris…” Shane’s cock was throbbing, aching. Chris knew all his buttons and just how to push them to get him ravenous with need. “You’ll make me come,” Shane moaned.
“And that’s a bad thing, why?” Chris turned Shane’s face and started licking and biting his chin.
“I have other plans.” Shane groaned.
“Hmm. The syrup. I wonder what plans they are.” Chris murmured and captured Shane’s lips in a fiery kiss.
Shane tilted his head to enable him better explore the sweet sexy mouth of his husband. Then he moaned into Chris’ mouth, a soft sound of pleasure and surrender which was so erotic it made Chris’ toes curl. And when Shane’s hand moved up to Chris’ head, to slide through and tug at his silky wet hair, it created a sensation so delicious within Chris he growled lustfully into their kiss.
Chris could feel each tug of Shane’s fingers in his hair right down in his cock. What the fuck were they still doing in the damn Jacuzzi anyway? “Let’s get out of here, baby.” Chris tore his mouth off Shane’s and growled.