he says, causing me to beam. As “Just One Look” by Doris Troy begins through the speakers, he leans forward and places his strong hand on the back of my neck, gently pulling me to him. When his lips touch mine with gentle force, his tongue slowly dipping into my mouth, I can’t stop the slow hum that leaves my chest. Our first kiss as man and wife is explosive, completely consuming yet somehow making me want more all at once. In this kiss, I can feel the desperation, the worry, all of the doubt he’s had in his heart just melting away with every stroke of his tongue against mine. I kiss him back just as fiercely, every hardship, every obstacle, every heartbreak either of us has encountered being washed away as he pulls me close. As he deepens the kiss, he rests his hand on my waist and my head spins so wildly, the cheers of our guests fade off with the waves. For this moment, it’s just his lips on mine. When he slowly pulls away from me a moment later, he holds my teary gaze, hovering over my lips for a moment.
