After what seemed like an eternity of foreplay and me begging him to be inside of me, he finally entered. The shot of pleasure coursing throughout my body made my head spin. I was lost to his touch and the pleasure he was giving me. There was no sense of time or reality. It was just Max and me. Sometimes Max would look into my eyes and ride me slow. Sometimes, he would rock faster, causing me to expel short, gasping pleasure sounds. Max always made sure my needs were fulfilled, but he exceeded expectations tonight.

Today was by far the longest we’d explored one another. I didn’t know what time it was and I didn’t care. All I knew was that I was beyond exhausted. He wanted to make our wedding date memorable. There was no doubt in my mind that he had done what he had set out to do. I felt desired. I felt wanted. I felt his love in every kiss and every touch.

Chapter 32

Jenna

After we had brunch together with our family and friends, we said our good-byes. Mom and Dad decided to stay a few extra days with my in-laws, and Matthew and Becky drove to Los Angeles airport to catch a plane to take the flight to San Francisco. There was no doubt in my mind that Becky’s parents would adore Matthew.

“Mrs. Knight,” I heard. “Mrs. Knight.”

I looked up at the pilot and realized he was calling me. I was Mrs. Knight. It felt so strange to be called that name, even though I knew that it was my name now. It would take some time to get used to. “Yes?” I smiled.

“Please tell Mr. Knight we can take off now.”

Just as he finished his words, Max entered. He had been checking the back of the plane. “We’re good back here.”

“Put on your seatbelt sir, we’re clear to go.” With that, the pilot closed the door behind him. I could never get used to the idea that I was riding on a private plane.

“You comfortable, babe?” Max asked, making sure my seatbelt was fastened.

“I already did it, Max.”

“Just making sure, babe.” Max kissed my forehead. “If you’re tired, take a nap. And if you’re hungry, let me know. Our lunch is already prepared.”

“Thanks.” Max was so good to me and always catered to my needs. He held my hand as the plane took off. Looking out at the beautiful clouds, I wondered how on Earth I was so lucky to find someone like Max.

After we landed, we got into a car that was heavily tinted. Max had hired a driver for the duration of our stay. The time difference didn’t bother me much since I’d slept most of the time on the plane.

“We going to take a quick detour, then we’ll be on our way to the hotel,” Max informed.

“Why?”

Max kissed the back of my hand he was holding, and grinned widely. “You’ll see.”

What did he have up his sleeve?

When our limo driver pulled over, Max helped me out of the car. We were both dressed in casual wear so I knew we weren’t going any place fancy, but I never would have imagined that we would stop by a bridge.

“What are we doing here?” I asked, observing people around us. Many couples were holding hands. When I turned to Max, I was taken back by the countless locks on the bridge. It was massive. Holy cow! “What is this place?”

“This is where couples come and declare their love forever by writing their names on the lock, then they toss the key into the river.”

Then it dawned on me. Becky had mentioned what they had done in our conversation. “Becky told me about this place.”

Max pulled out something from his back pocket and dangled it in front of me with an irresistible grin, like he was about to do something naughty. The lock was the biggest one I had ever seen. It was bigger than my hand. I was pretty sure that no locks on this bridge could compare to the size of ours. “That’s huge.”

Max chuckled. “Yup, mine is. That’s what you said.”

“Oh my God, Max. I didn’t mean …” I decided to play along. While I caressed his chest and pressed my body on his, I spoke with a sultry tone. “That’s true. Yours is huge. And I want to lick it.” I couldn’t believe I had just said that.

Max chuckled again and his grin told me he liked my comment. “I can show you later, but let’s do this.” Max wrote my name, then his with a permanent pen.

“Where should we lock it?”

“Right here.” Max pointed.

Becky had told me that their lock was at the start of the bridge. I didn’t think we would ever find it because I couldn’t visualize what she meant, so I was surprised that Max had found it. “Did Matthew tell you about this place?”

“He did, but I also knew about it. I had planned to bring my wife here when it was time. And here we are.”

I smiled at Max, knowing I was his first. “Are we going to put ours next to Becky and Matthew’s?”

“That’s the plan.” Max handed the lock to me.

Matthew and Becky’s lock was big—it stood out from the others for sure—but I knew ours was bigger. “Theirs is silver, too.”

“Ours is platinum, babe. Heavy duty. I had it made by a locksmith.”

Why did that not surprise me? “Platinum, Max? Seriously?” I laughed.

“Nobody is going to be able to break it. Let’s put it on together.” After I looped it through, Max helped me press into the hole until we heard the “click” sound. “On the count of three, we toss the key together. This is forever, babe.” Max pressed his lips on mine. “One...two...three.”