“Layla, bring Maddox over here, will you?” I called out to my goddaughter, and she beamed at me, my six-month-old son in her tiny little arms. She felt like a big sister and loved the babies.

Both of them.

“Does Aunt June still have Millie with her?”

“Yeah, Uncle Ti. She said she’d be out in a few minutes.” The little girl had flourished and was now just like any other child. She’d caught up in all areas, and was a little ray of sunshine, just as she’d always been.

“How do you like your dress?” I looked down at her as she handed Maddox back to me.

“It’s nice, but not as pretty as Aunt June’s. It’s sooooooooo pretty Uncle Ti.” She beamed a little bit more and walked back to her mother.

“Ready to do this, again?” Tim asked, my best man, for a second time.

“More than ready. Everything set?”

“The music will be on in five.” We were renewing our vows, a little late, but June had wanted to recover from the birth of our twins, Millie and Maddox, and then we’d become entangled in the inheritance stuff, and well, now was the first moment we had free.

“Here she comes!” Somebody called out and I looked down the path through the rows of white chairs, to see my wife heading out of the bar and straight to me. Yeah, we’d chosen the bar again. It seemed like a good idea as it worked so well the first time around.

Only this time, it was dark outside, with candles and low lights that lit the night up in a romantic way. June came to stand at the end of the path, dressed in a gorgeous midnight blue gown she’d chosen. Just as she had back then, she stunned me with just how beautiful she was.

I hadn’t needed all of that money, but it was ours now. I’d proven my father wrong, eventually. Yeah, he’d almost broken me—us, actually, with the damned terms of his will. But June and I were stronger than we’d ever thought we were, and we’d come out the other side.

And for my efforts I got something far better than money. I got my wife and my family.

I smiled at her, my heart full of love as she mouthed the words to me. We’d said it every day since her memory returned, and we never let a day go by where we didn’t say it. Whether we were exhausted, grumpy, or ill, we said it to each other every single day.

“Hi baby,” I said to her as she came to stand beside me, Ella not far behind her.

“Hi honey.” She smiled back at me, her eyes on my face. “I am so glad we decided to do this again. I love this dress.”

“I’ll buy you a house full of them if that’s what you want.”

“Yeah, but I need occasions to wear them.” She grinned, and my heart melted.

“Maybe you should have charity balls for your organization, that would you give you an excuse.”

“That’s not a bad idea, actually. I…” But she was cut off by the officiant, and our second wedding was under way.

We spent the evening with her new friends, my old friends, and our children as we celebrated our second wedding. We gathered up the babies later that evening, and we all headed to a new place for our second honeymoon, the mountains of North Carolina. June wanted to see how they compared to our own.

We’d arranged a cabin in the woods—not rustic, to be clear. One of those places you see on Instagram or wherever. “Mountain luxury” it was described as—all glass and white oak, with huge windows that overlooked stunning views. When we arrived, June immediately went to the giant tub with jets and filled it up. The kids were asleep and would be for a while, so I found a nice spot to sit and watch her as she soaked the day’s strain away in the tub.

My wife was just a tad on the side of exhibitionist, and I didn’t mind it a bit. It made me hard, and trust me, I knew it made her soaking wet when we knew there was a chance of someone seeing us—someone watching us as we came for each other.

She soaked in the tub for quite a while, but neither of us was in a hurry. The babies were finally sleeping through the night, we were alone, and we had all of the time in the world. She took her time, with the occasional tease, and I was hard for her the entire time. We didn’t speak, we just communicated with our eyes.

It was something that had developed in that time when she had amnesia and she felt so torn between the knowledge that she should know me but didn’t. She’d look at me, and I would know what she had on her mind. I’d look at her in return, and she’d somehow know what my answer was. Maybe it was something that all couples could do, I wouldn’t know. She was my one and only real relationship.

There’d been women in my life before her, but none of them had ever found their way into my heart. They’d all been passing, bad imitations of what I knew now I’d wanted all along.

…June.

Other women in my life had been ships passing in the night. Only June had stuck around to see the reality that daylight could bring.

“That’s enough of that, I think.” She said as she stood up out of the tub, her leg free of the cast now and mostly healed. She still felt weakness sometimes, but for the most part it was good to go. I looked over her gorgeous body and felt myself grown even harder.

She wrapped a huge white towel around her body and led me into our bedroom. The main outer wall was just glass, and for my little exhibitionist, it was a beacon. She pushed me down onto the bed with a glance to the wall.

“Do you think anybody can see us?” She’d left the bed lamp on I noticed, but I doubted it would give anybody a real view of us.

“If anybody’s out there in the woods, they can, baby. And I know what they’ll be doing.” I grinned as she straddled me and leaned over me. Her hands explored me greedily as I kissed her with the same passion that she gave me and pulled at my own clothes.

I lost myself in June’s kiss, in the taste of her lips and the way she felt pressed into me.

Her breasts were just within reach, but I left them for the moment to enjoy the feel of her thighs against my naked waist. That had taken a while for her to accomplish, but she was able to do it again without a problem now.

I slid my hand down her slick back, to the almost nonexistent space between us, and moaned when she shifted to let me touch her heat.

She was so wet and hot already and it was from more than the bath. It was that window, and her dirty little mind that I loved so much.

“Oh baby, you know just where to touch me.” She moaned as I found her clit and pressed into it with tight circles with my finger.

I wanted to get her off, we could worry about me later, I just wanted to hear her cry my name out when she came for now.

I looked up to the window and wondered. It was a hot thought, the idea that somebody might watch me as I fucked June. It made my dick throb and I pushed her harder, until she had her first orgasm of the night. I’d give her plenty more later.

I wanted to slide into my wife, and I pulled her hips up so that I could push right into her as the last pulse shook her body.

I looked into her eyes as I entered her, and I loved every moment of it.

I held back, gave her the slow, shallow thrusts she liked to start with. Neither of us spoke of love or the future, we already knew both existed. Instead we reveled in the pleasure we gave each other and vowed we’d take every bit we could get out of life.

I reached down to gather her juices onto my finger and then sucked it to taste her sweetness. I wanted to suck her clit, but I’d get to that later. Right now, I wanted to fuck my wife into an orgasm.

June’s thighs spread around my hips, and when she sank down onto my cock, the both of us groaned in pleasure. My hands gripped her skin tightly, pulling her to me again and again as she started to ride every inch of me.

I thrust back, meeting her half-way and burying my cock to the hilt in her slick heat. I quickened my pace and fucked into her hard and fast as she rode me, over and over, until I’d lost myself in her and didn’t really know where I was, only that I was inside of her. She’d become my lifeline in so many ways. My everything.

My heart.

“Tiago, I’m—”

“I want you to come for me, angel,” I hissed into her lips. “Come for my big cock, June. Come all over me.”

Her lips seared to mine, and she screamed into my mouth as the climax erupted through her. I could feel her pussy clenching down so tight around my cock, and it was the last I could take.

I groaned, my muscles tensing and my hands tight on her waist as I pulled her down, pushed in deep and exploded. She gasped into my kiss, hungrily tasting my tongue as my cum filled her pussy, until the both of us collapsed.

I pulled her down to me, kissed her as I wrapped my arms around her back and held her tight.

She pulled away and looked into my eyes, hers reflected all of her thoughts.

“I love you, my beautiful wife, and I always will. I’d wait a thousand years for you to regain memories, and I’ll give you all of the babies your heart desires. Just keep on loving me like you do, angel.” I pulled her head to me, her hands on my face as she kissed me with all of her love in return.

This was all I’d never known I wanted, but fate had seen fit to give me. I didn’t want anything more.