Cason had an arm wrapped around her waist as he guided her down the hallway to their bedroom.

“How are you feeling, baby?” he asked as he closed and locked the door behind them.

She twirled around and smiled at him. “I’ve never felt better or been happier.”

“Good.” He took off his coat and set it over the chair before pulling his tie off.

Lacey’s heart started pounding when he stayed serious. “Are you glad you married me?”

He looked surprised and then pulled her into his arms. “Yes. I’m very glad.”

She wrapped her arms around his waist. “You just don’t look happy. Are you regretting it because of all the problems I have?”

“Listen to me, I don’t regret it at all. I am worried about tonight.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want to hurt you.”

She relaxed. “I know the first time won’t be nice for me, but I figure if you show me what to do, it will be better the next time.”

“Oh, you’re going to like this time, too. It’s just when I take your virginity that I’m concerned about.”

“Well, don’t be.”

“Okay.” He grinned. “Turn around.”

She felt the zipper in the back slowly slide down, sending a river of molten desire through her. He helped her step out of the dress and then laid it over his coat on the chair.

“Jesus,” he said as he took her in.

Lacey looked down at herself and gasped. She had sheer satin hose clipped to delicate white garters that wrapped around her waist. She had on panties, but they were barely there. The strapless bra was basically two cups of lace holding her breasts up.

“The girls blindfolded me when they dressed me, so I had no idea about this.”

He grinned. “Well, you need to tell them they did a great job.”

She giggled. “I will.”

He lifted her and laid her on the bed before pulling off her white inch-high heels and then the hose. Next, he unhooked the garter and left her in just the bra and panties.

She was feeling very self-conscious, especially since he was still dressed. Her heartbeat rose when he stood back and started taking his own close off until he stood in front of her, naked.

Her breath stuck in her throat when her gaze traveled down, and she got her first look at his cock. The nerves she tried to hide grew until she was shaking. When his hand came up and wrapped around his erection, he started stroking up and down. Her tummy tightened further, and her breasts felt achy and heavy.

“Please,” she begged.

“What, baby? What do you need?”

“I don’t know. I need you.”

“And you’ll have every aching inch of me.”

She licked her lips when she saw the drop of clear fluid seep from the tip of his cock. “I want to taste you.”

He grinned. “I want that, too. Just not tonight. I’m too damn close already. If I feel that hot little mouth on me, I’ll come.”

“Please don’t make me wait, Daddy.”