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Adam felt unbelievably content as they laid there, Amy cozy in the circle of his arms. She snuggled against him, and he gazed down at her, nuzzling her gently.
The redhead smiled contentedly as well, her head raising so that their lips could meet. He kissed her passionately, yet so tenderly, her heart felt all fluttery. Not for the first time, she wondered how she'd made it through the last few years without him. She raised her hand, curling her fingers gently into his long blond hair as they kissed.
Afterward, the Canadian pressed a kiss to her forehead, his breath warm against her face. He loved the feel of her warm body pressed to his.
"You know what?"
She raised her eyes back up at his question.
"Hmm?"
"We should set a date for the wedding," he said softly.
Amy laughed softly, loving the way that sounded. She could hardly wait. For years, she'd wanted to be with him, and right here, in his arms. And now, they were engaged to be married. She could hardly wait to become Mrs. Adam Copeland. Most women these days tended to keep their maiden names and hyphenate their husband's last name to it - but the redhead knew she wouldn't do that. She wanted *his* name. The soft smile blossoming even more on her face, she cupped his cheek to kiss him again.
"You're right," she breathed. "We *should* set a date." Thoughts of the upcoming wedding, and about his last name, reminded her of something else. "And we still have to file papers for giving Mandy your last name."
"Mmm..." he murmured, holding her even more tightly to him. "... yes, we do." He leaned his head down again to kiss her, one of his large, warm hands reaching up to cup her breast.
The redhead moaned at the sensation, as he rubbed the pad of his thumb over her already hardened nipple. God, he was insatiable. Not twenty minutes after they'd made love, he apparently wanted to go again. He left her breathless. And, sure enough, she could feel the heat radiating from his again hardening member. He was throbbing against her.
She kissed him even more intensely as he continued to fondle her breast, a soft, muffled whimper leaving her. God, she wanted him again, and just as badly as he wanted her.
Adam's heart was in his green eyes as he rolled over, on top of her. He took hold of her left hand in his right, kissing the back of it. Then, turning it over, he kissed the palm, her fingers and fingertips. His gaze never leaving hers, the blond man turned the delicate appendage back around and placed a lingering kiss on her ring finger - exactly where she wore the perfect, gorgeous diamond engagement ring he'd gotten her earlier that morning.
Amy watched him while he performed the tender gesture, her breath catching in her throat. What a precious, precious man he was. She'd never thought it possible to love someone as much as she loved him.
The redhead reached up with both arms, wrapping them around his neck and drawing him down to her. Their kiss was so intensely passionate, she nearly died at the feel of it. And then, after a long, long moment, he broke the kiss, turning his attention back on her lovely body.
Adam lowered his head to concentrate on her breasts, his mouth and lips and tongue demanding. Amy let out a gasp of pleasure and tangled her hands into his blond curls. God, he was driving her mad with passion and desire.
Before too long, the blond man's head was back up, and, gazing down into her hazel eyes, his own filled with love and lust, he plunged deeply into her. Her breath left her in a hurry at the feel of him so deeply seated inside of her.
It didn't take long at all. Amy was very wet, and he slammed into her with full, thick, regular strides. The redhead could feel the delicious stirrings hitting her, just eluding her. She fought it off for as long as she could hold on, but after a moment, she let go, crying out loudly as the orgasm washed over her.
The blond man quickly followed, a growl escaping him, as, after one final full thrust, he exploded inside of her. Her legs were still tightly wrapped around his waist as he climaxed, holding him firmly in place.
Afterward, a contented smile came to his face, one he couldn't seem to rid himself of. As
he held Amy in his arms, listening to the sound of her soft breathing, he knew one thing - he
knew what heaven on earth felt like.