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"Absolutely nothing. You say the most sweet and beautiful things to me."

"I speak what I feel in my heart."

Jamal took my face in both hands. "God, I love you." Then settled a kiss on my lips. We would have to revisit that. The rain was coming down hard and my coat was getting soaked.

"Let's go inside." I hoisted Jamal onto my back. There was no point getting his wheelchair out of the back of the car. There were five steps up to the front door and the foyer with the check-in podium and then stairs up to our room. After that, we'd be spending a lot of time in bed. I'd bring his wheelchair in later so he could get around in the room.

After checking in, I took him upstairs to the honeymoon suite. It was the largest room with a sitting area, a queen-sized bed, a fireplace, and a more adequate bathroom for Jamal's needs.

I tossed him on the bed, making him bounce and giggle.

I was immediately on him, straddling and kissing him. The kiss was heated but brief. I needed to bring in our luggage. The last place we'd stopped was Parksville. It had been an ordeal to get Jamal into an A&W disabled bathroom stall efficiently, but we'd managed. He'd want to hit the bathroom again before we started messing around. He needed his supplies.

"I'll go grab our stuff." I gave him a smack of a kiss and climbed off him.

"Hurry back. I'm feeling a bit frisky after that long drive."

My cock stirred. "Lightning speed, I promise."

I dashed down the stairs and out to the car, retrieved everything we had brought with us, and trundled it upstairs to our room. Jamal was lying on the bed in only his underwear, a grin on his face. I dumped everything on the floor and circled the bed as if I were a hunter eyeing my prey.

"So fucking sexy," I whispered.

Jamal's hands drifted to his thighs and his smile faded. "You're sure?" He gripped his thighs. "Even with this … with these the way they are."

I launched myself at him, covering his chest with mine so I could look down into his eyes. I needed him to believe what I saw. "You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?"

"Only through your eyes."

"And your family and friends'. Who else matters?"

"No one." Jamal glanced away and then back. "The same applies to you. Your friends and I love you. We love everything about you. I wish you weren't so hard on yourself."

"I've been easing off. I only checked my phone first thing this morning."

"And at the restaurant."

I sighed. Jamal was right. I'd snuck a second peek when we stopped for a break. I'd hoped he hadn't noticed. "I'll put it away for the entire time we're here." And I meant it. I would.

Jamal stroked my cheek. "I'd like that … to have you all to myself."

I retrieved my phone from my pocket, put it on mute, and tossed it into the bedside table drawer. If there was an emergency, my friends would know to call through twice to override the mute. "I'm all yours," I whispered and kissed him, sweet but fleeting.

It felt good to have the world revolve around him—and him alone.

"Bathroom?" I asked.

Jamal shook his head. "No, I'm fine."

I tugged at the waistband of his underwear. "Can I dispense with these?"

"I'd be offended if you didn't."

After slipping my thumb into the waistband, I pulled his underwear down, then shuffled down the bed, slowly removing them. I surged back up his legs once I had them off.

His cock was half-chubbed. I lifted it from its place nestled on his balls and ran my tongue around the entire circumference, wetting it. Jamal moaned and shifted his hips.

I sucked his entire shaft into my mouth and worked my lips up and down it.

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