AUTHOR'S NOTE - I say the same thing every time I update, so I'm not going to repeat myself. :) Those of you that are still here - thank you. A more detailed explanation for my absence at the end of the chapter. There's a lot more to this story, so it is not over until it is marked complete! This chapter picks up right after the wedding. Warning - smut ahead. If reading about a newly married couple making love is not your thing, you can safely skip this chapter.

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"I thought we were going to dinner?" Matt closed his eyes as Kitty kissed his neck.

"I'm not hungry for food." Her hands slid up his arms and around his neck. "Are you?"

"No, not really, Mrs. Dillon."

Kitty lifted her face to look at him. "Say that again."

"What? Mrs. Dillon?"

She nodded happily, closing her eyes before leaning in to kiss him softly.

"Mr. and Mrs. Matt Dillon," he whispered against her lips.

She laughed, planting a kiss to his chin. Opening her eyes, she looked at him. "Are you happy, Matt?"

He held her face in his hands. "Happier than I've ever been in my life, Kitty."

She beamed at him, leaning in for a kiss that quickly turned passionate, hands roaming, grasping.

"Let's take this upstairs," Matt whispered, sliding his mouth to her earlobe.

"Ohhhh…" She leaned in to his ministrations. "Yes, upstairs."

Together they walked up the stairs as quickly as they could, arms around each other's waists.

Matt stopped her before she walked into the bedroom. "Wait."

She looked at him curiously. "What?"

"I'm supposed to carry you over the threshold."

Kitty's heart skipped a beat at his sweetness. "I think that applies to the front door of a new home."

He shrugged. "Well, if you want to go outside…"

She laughed, reaching out to caress his cheek. "You're amazing, you know that?" She turned to the bedroom doorway. "No, I think this will do just fine, Mr. Dillon."

"Okay Mrs. Dillon." And with that, he swooped her up into his arms and entered the bedroom.

He placed her gently on the bed, sitting next to her. His hand ran up and down her arm.

Kitty took in his intense gaze. "What are you thinking?"

He shook his head slightly. "You are so beautiful. And you're all mine." He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it gently.

She smiled at him, a wave of love crashing over her. "And you're mine. Finally."

He bent over her. "I have always been yours, Kitty." He kissed her, picking up right where they left off.

His mouth trailed tiny kisses down her chin to her neck. Her hums and sighs drove him into a near frenzy, his mouth moving down to her chest. Not much of her skin was exposed, but he made do, tiny kisses along the collar of her dress. Inching down, his mouth seized her breast, licking and sucking through the fabric.

"Oh...Matt..." Her hands threaded into his hair, gripping tightly.

He moved to the other breast, giving it the same loving attention. "I love this dress on you, but I'd like it much better if it were off of you."

She nodded with a smile, sitting up and reaching for the buttons on the back of her dress.

He gently pushed her hands away. "Let me."

Matt took his time, kissing each bit of skin that was revealed to him. "Uh, Kitty?"

"Mmmm hmmm?"

"You're not wearing much of anything under this dress."

She turned her neck and gave him a sly smile. "Nope, I'm not."

"But what if we'd gone out to dinner?"

"Oh, I was certain I could persuade you otherwise."

He groaned softly as he kissed her shoulder, sliding the sleeves of her dress down and off.

Kitty stood, the dress falling to the floor. Matt shifted on the bed, pulling her to him.

"So beautiful." He kissed her breasts almost reverently, moving down to nuzzle her soft belly. He loved how her body had changed. She was no longer that wisp of a girl he'd met all those years ago. She was a woman now, full hips and breasts, her belly filling out just enough. He felt privileged to be able to see her changes over the years, physically and otherwise. It was a gift he never thought he'd get to have.

Sliding his hands lower, he pushed her pantaloons down and off, letting them pool at her feet. He kissed her sweet curls, breathing in her scent.

"Matt…"

He hummed as he nuzzled her center, his tongue sliding over her already sensitive sex.

She moaned, running her hands through his hair as he gave her the most intimate of kisses, suckling and stroking until she bucked against his mouth, her sweet cries of release filling his ears.

Kitty gently lifted his head, pulling him to his feet and winding her arms around his neck. She planted the softest of kisses on his lips, whispering as she pulled away from him. "Why do you have all these clothes on?"

Matt chuckled, bending to kiss her again before releasing her to disrobe.

She sat down on the bed, reclining against the pillows as she watched him. As he pulled his pants down and off, she slipped her hand between her legs, touching the sensitive skin there. He turned back to her, and she opened her legs for him. "I need you, Matt."

He nodded, slipping onto the bed and kissing her deeply, his hand pushing hers away. "So wet, Kitty…"

She gasped with his every stroke of his thumb. "You do this to me. You always have."

Their eyes locked as he entered her, slowly, slowly, slowly. Kitty bucked her hips, wanting more of him.

"Relax, sweetheart." He kissed her forehead, her nose, her chin. Tiny featherlight kisses.

Her breathing increased, needing him everywhere. "Matt please…"

He seized her mouth in a searing kiss, tongues sliding, caressing, uniting. She moaned as he pushed further inside her, his length nudging her cervix. Her eyes closed in pleasure, hips circling gently.

Matt's hand reached between them, stilling her movements. "Slow down, honey."

"Can't…" Her head tossed back and forth on the pillow, her hands grasping his shoulders.

"Look at me, Kitty."

She opened her eyes, taking in the immense look of love on his face. His hand reached for hers, bringing it to his lips. He kissed her ring finger softly.

"My wife, my beautiful wife…" He kissed her where her ring rested on her finger, gently nudging her hand.

Kitty could not help the tears that fell as she watched him. Her hand cupped his chin. "I love you. More than anything. No woman ever loved a man more than I love you."

He rubbed his cheek into her hand, wiping a lone tear from his face. "I have always loved you, always wanted this." Leaning in, he kissed her tears away before kissing her fiercely.

Kitty moaned into his mouth as her hips began to buck softly against him. "Please…"

He began to circle his hips slowly, still deep inside her.

"Yes...yes…" she whispered against his mouth.

He took his time withdrawing from her, determined to not rush their first union as husband and wife. Pushing slowly back into her warmth, he set a gentle rhythm, their bodies rocking together tenderly.

Kitty sighed softly as she finally got what she needed, lifting her head from the pillow to watch as their bodies joined together.

He nuzzled her cheek. "You like to watch, Kitty?"

She nodded, her eyes never leaving their union.

"Look at us. How perfect we fit together."

"Yes, so perfect…"

"You need more?"

"Oh yes…"

He increased his movement, the only sounds in the room his wife's constant hum of pleasure and the wetness of her core as he moved in and out of her.

"I love hearing, feeling how wet you are for me." He kissed her neck, his lips teasing her earlobe. His hand slipped between them to find the spot that always pushed her over the edge.

Her hips began rocking urgently into him, pushing his hand away from her center. "No…no…"

"Why, honey?"

"I can come like this," she whispered, her muscles tightening around his arousal for emphasis.

He groaned loudly, maintaining his pace. "Just like this, love?"

"Yes...like that…don't stop…."

"Look at me, Kitty…come for me…"

She held his gaze, her pleasure building deep inside her. "Matt...yes…yes…"

Her whispered pleading against his mouth was nearly his undoing. "Come on love…" He felt her muscles begin to tense around him. "That's it…"

Kitty cried out, her eyes never leaving his as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her hips moved frantically against him, desperate to prolong her orgasm.

When her body stilled, he kissed her slow and deep, still rocking against her.

"What…you didn't?" she asked, her voice breathless as she felt his hard length still moving within her.

"Not yet." Matt turned his attention to her neck once more, kissing his way down her throat.

She began her movements again in earnest, wanting him to feel the way she did right now. Euphoric, loved, cherished. "I want to feel you, Matt…I want you to come deep inside of me."

"Yes…close sweetheart…" He thrust into her once, twice more before he reached his own peak, his hips grinding against her, his love spilling deep inside her. "God, Kitty…"

"I know, love," she whispered, tucking his face into the crook of her neck. She continued rocking against him gently, her arms and legs winding around him in the most intimate of embraces.

"Love you so much…" His words were a murmur against her skin.

"Mmmm…I love you, too."

His breathing slowed, his heart no longer racing, he began to pull away from her.

"No," she whispered, her arms tightening around him. "Stay."

"Gonna crush you, sweetheart."

"No you won't. I want to stay like this, just for a little while."

He nodded against her sweet skin, willing to indulge her for a few moments. Truth be told, he loved the feeling of being held by her in every way possible.

They stayed that way for a time, lips and hands caressing damp skin, soft murmurs of love whispered in the darkness of the room.

"Okay, honey, time to turn over."

She groaned in protest as he extracted himself from her embrace. He turned to rest on his back, pulling her close. He watched as her fingers made tiny circles on his chest.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Just enjoying this." Kitty lifted her head to look at him. "What about you?"

He shook his head and gave a little shrug. "Nothing."

"You know you can tell me anything, right?" She rested her head back down on his chest.

"Of course I know that. I just…I guess I never thought we'd get here."

Kitty nodded, her hand sweeping over his chest. "I know."

He pulled her tighter against him. "I'm so glad you're here, sweetheart." He kissed the top of her head, nuzzling his face into the sweetness of her hair.

"My husband…" she whispered against his skin.

"Always, love. Always."

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*I love this story. I am, honestly, committed to it. I lost my mom last year, and this past holiday season was a nightmare. I was supposed to go to Disney World for a week (our favorite place) and then spend the holiday with my family. I ended up with a very sick kitty, and had to cancel everything. (she's fine) Spending the holidays alone was one of the hardest things I've gone through. And once my depression kicked in, my motivation for anything other than staying in bed went out the window. Until last week, when my last one-shot, Kitty Cared For, basically wrote itself in my head and tumbled rather quickly onto my computer. I immediately started finishing this chapter, and plotting new ones. Sorry for the personal stuff, I'm not looking for sympathy, I just wanted you all to know that it's not laziness or not caring. I treasure each and every one of you. 3