“Trust me, you don’t want to fucking know,” I said, collapsing back on the other end of the bath. My recent hard-on was quickly gone, and my sense of pride that I was pretty damn good in bed was following right behind it.“I might have kissed your neck a little too hard. You know, bruised it…” I stopped and cringed.I couldn’t say the fucking words. ‘Sorry, but I gave you a hickey or three!’ What the fuck happened to me in that room?“Do I have a hickey?” she said the word like a person who wanted to know if they had a spider crawling on them.“I have to thank you, Breanne,” I said, watching her, mortified that I’d done this. “You’ve taken my virginity, and now you have the battle-scars to show the world that I loved every second of fucking a woman for the first time in my life.” I frowned. “It seems that’s how I acted, anyway. A goddamn hickey—three of them, to be precise. I’m so fucking sorry about that now too.”She clutched her neck, and then she unexpectedly smiled. “I’ll get you
In record-breaking time, I managed to half-dry both our asses off, grab a box out of my top drawer, and tear into the one thing that would bring me the sensation my dick was literally weeping for.Before I could roll it on, Breanne’s perfect and naked body knelt on the floor in front of me, and her mouth took me as deeply as she could. I gripped the back of her damp hair and mentally willed myself not to ram my cock down her throat. Not helping me with trying to steady my greedy habits of fucking, Bree grabbed each of my ass cheeks and hummed my cock into the back of her throat. My fucking ears started ringing as her tongue licked while she and I worked together in some style to allow me to fuck her mouth as deep as I could.I had to go deeper and harder, and though this was close to making my knees buckle, I wanted to be buried inside her, to see the look in her eyes as she came while I hit the back of her pussy again. Her drunken and yet soft look of utter ecstasy was what drove me
C H A P T E R T W E N T Y - T H R E EBREEI’d never been in a position to crave sex in any manner untilAlex. This was crazy, but I wasn’t arguing. Having sex withhim was off the charts, and any woman who’d experienced him on a sexual level as I had would be a fool not to desire sex after this night.I was so lost in thought—running my fingertips over Alex’s groomed balls, around his soft cock, and along the hard groove of his V-shaped muscles—that I hadn’t realized I’d sent the sexy man off into a peaceful slumber. It was just as well after I couldn’t seem to get enough of him fucking me as hard and deep as I could take him that I knew for sure I’d be sore in the morning.I turned into him, draped my leg over his waist, and managed to fall asleep nestled into his side. The last thing I remembered was Alex’s arm pulling me closer to him and his hand covering my ass.I DIDN’T KNOW how long I’d been asleep when I woke up to Alex, readjusting himself to turn into me. The only shitty t
I could see the desire in his eyes, and I could feel it cover me entirely. All I wanted was this sensation. I wanted him deep, and now I could control all of it from where I straddled him. I was about to ride him hard and deep.And that’s precisely what I did.Alex thrust himself further into me as I rotated my hips in brisk circles, working my pussy up and down his shaft.“Faster, baby. Tell me you’re close too. Fuck,” he moaned. His chin tilted up, and I could see that my brisk movements were as pleasurable for him as they were for me. “Oh, my God. You’re so…”His voice trailed off as his strong hands gripped my waist tighter. Alex captured my hand that rubbed my clit as fast as he moved his cock in and out of me.His legs came up, and I leaned back against them and moaned when I felt his fingers taking my clit in a way that would make a vibrator jealous of his skills. My breath caught in my chest when his other hand rolled my nipple between his fingers, and he started pumping himse
SITTING in the spa overlooking the ocean was not the cure for falling back to sleep, nor did I want it to be. After Alex confirmed it was around five in the morning, I was pretty shocked to realize I’d gotten more than a few minutes of sleep.“Here, sexy.” Alex smiled at me after handing me a glass of bourbon.“Do you think we should start the morning drinking hard liquor?” I sipped it anyway and slid close to his side.“Hard sex requires hard liquor.” He chuckled and sipped the amber fluid from his glass. “Besides,” he curled his lips after the warmth of the bourbon touched them, “it’s all how you view it.”“How should I view it?” I smiled over at his eyes, reflecting the illuminating spa we were in. “Because the way I see it, this is the best bourbon I’ve had in my life, and I’ll probably be drunk by sunrise and calling for an Uber to prevent—”Alex’s hand tipped my glass to my lips. “Take a sip, love.” He smiled at me, saying that name smoother than the bourbon he held. “It’s far t
“Let me guess, Natalia was the friend who set him up?”“I was so busy being thrown into having the perfect wedding by my aunts,” I looked at him watching me, and I could tell he was definitely interested in this story. “They freaking flew me to fashion week in New York and to Paris to have my gown designed. It was so over-the-top, and I was looking for an excuse to get out of it. My first panic attack happened in the middle of all of that.”Alex frowned. “My God, was it all that bad? I thought young girls such as your beautiful self loved the idea of big, fashionable weddings?”“No more than all young boys want to be the captain of the football team. I know plenty of women who want nothing to do with having a big wedding, so that’s a stereotype, buddy. But anyway, yes. Nat’s friend set Max up. That’s why, Mr. Grayson, I should warn you now that if you think you can hurt me, you might want to think again. I have friends who will bury your ass.”I reached for his cock, which prompted hi
“Ha.” She nipped at my bottom lip, turning my ass on even more. “I don’t think so.”“You don’t?” I smiled.“Out here? Having sex? You don’t have it in you.” She reached back and clenched my hard dick, and her gasp gave away that she realized she was entirely wrong.“Yeah, we’re fucking.” I stated with a laugh. “No one is around, and your hand clenching my dick at the moment isn’t making my drive to fuck you here and now any less.”I slid a foot between her legs, gently maneuvering her so I could validate whether or not my idea of fucking her discreetly while she watched the sunrise was something she was down for. She’d released my cock while I slid my hands into her bikini to find her entrance was already wet, and that was all I needed.Without hesitating, I pulled down my boardshorts, and my dick was throbbing to enter her from behind.I took her neck into my lips with tender kisses and brought her back to feel my hard cock. Her soft moans and sexy short breaths told me I was heading
I moved deeper into her. “That—” she gasped, and I kissed her cheek.“What’s that?” Mrs. Campbell said, all but setting out a blanket in front of my house to stare up and talk for the rest of the damn day.“Sunrise is so beautiful,” Bree answered nicely.I licked my parched and hungry lips, hearing it in her voice that she was enjoying my cock as it worked its way around her pussy, slowly and subtly.“So, who’s your friend?” Mrs. Campbell asked.“Oh, my God, this isn’t happening,” Bree whispered into her shoulder.“Oh, it’s certainly happening.” I smiled down at Mrs. Campbell, whose husband was turning her attention to something in the sand near their feet. “It’s going down like this. You’re going to hold your composure while I fuck you and simultaneously move them down the beach.”“How can you fuck and talk?” she continued hiding her voice in her shoulder.“You’d be surprised at how I can please my lady.”“Did you hear me?” Mrs. Campbell asked, looking up to us again, holding her han
I walked out to the comfortable waiting area, and Jim was the first to stand when he saw my approach. “We heard mommy and babies are healthy?”“A new and very handsome dad didn’t pass out?” I heard Jane as she walked up to me, smiles worn all around the room while the children were occupied in the learning and games corner of the room.“Jane, I’m happy as hell that you’re here,” I said as she stepped back and smiled up at me.“Well,” she patted my cheek, “I’ve heard you’re doing well from my sister-in-law. I texted Bree and congratulated her on your nuptials since your response was some BS thumbs-up emoji.”“I am.” I grinned at how well my sister appeared. Her blonde, curly hair was loose around her shoulders, and she was dressed casually. She didn’thave her usual stiff military look. “I’m happy you’re here.”She jabbed me in my side. “You better be. Now, let’s go,” she said.“Give us a second,” I smiled at the group as Jane walked in to meet Breanne and our children for the first ti
WITH ALL OF Breanne’s hard work, she safely delivered our sons. Both boys were instantly rushed to their warmers after I cut their umbilical cords, and just as Dr. Allen suggested, Bree’s thirty-eight-week pregnancy could likely deliver two healthy baby boys. He was right.Both babies passing the APGAR score made me exhale in relief at our two beautiful sons, who were now crying loudly for their mother. The group had all texted that they’d wait outside when Bree’s contractions were more brutal, and it was only Cameron who had the balls to peek around the curtain to check on her before heading into surgery.The nurses quickly wrapped both sets of dark-haired boys in their burrito-style blanket and handed them to Breanne after I walked to my wife. I kissed her on her forehead, her tired eyes peering up at me and her beautiful, dimpled smile lighting up the entire room.“You did so well, baby,” I kissed her forehead. “Our sons are healthy and on their way to you.”I watched, mesmerized,
“Yes. Fuck me hard.” She walked over to a wall in the living room, sighed in annoyance, and spread her legs.“I have to admit, everything you just demanded of me can be a man’s dream come true. However, this isn’t exactly romantic.”“Fuck romance, Alex,” she snapped into that gear again. “The romance is dead right now, and you’re going to be dead if you don’t get over here and help me get this going.”“Well, the doc said it was the sperm that triggered the pregnancy, so why don’t we do this where it’s a tiny bit more comfortable for you?” “For me?” she turned back, and evil-Bree was in full swing. “Comfortable? I can’t sleep—I don’t even remember the last time I slept. I’m hotter than hell all of the fucking time, I fart when I least expect it to happen, my indigestion is killing me from all those tacos I can’t stop eating, and as if all of that isn’t bad enough, I pee myself when I laugh, cough, or sneeze. So, I ask you,” she flashed her most challenging expression, “why would I give
“There is an upside for Alex in all of this,” Nat said as the girls all grabbed their slender bouquets of lilies. “There shall be no periods throughout the entire honeymoon, and of course, I hear that as time goes on, you get hornier, so the first six months of your marriage should be fantastic. All thanks to you getting knocked up right before your wedding.”I exhaled, feeling the nerves now. “Let’s worry about getting through this day. My aunt has been faithfully attending that wedding book, and I’m going to dodge her. I can’t cry.”“Ha,” Elena chuckled. “Good luck with that. In addition to what Nat said, your hormones can kick in at random intervals, and you could be the blubbering bride up there with Alex today.”I eyed all of my bridesmaids as they chuckled. “Aren’t you guys supposed to be my support crew or whatever it is that bridesmaids do on the wedding day?”“We support you telling Alex when you’re standing in front of that priest,” Cass teased.“All right,” the door flung o
I was not the bridezilla Nat was sure I’d be. Instead, I was going with the flow, filled with gratitude that I was about to become Alex’s wife officially. After the wedding, he and I were set to travel on the yacht he and Jim jointly owned—Maiden Stone, the one he’d named after me. He was incredibly proud of himself for naming the ship now because he said it represented our relationship—Made in Stone. The only thing we needed to do now was get to the boat after the wedding, which was anchored in the Sea of Cortez.Alex still held an iron fist at work and with our employees, but this softer side of him led him down some silly romantic roads, so much so that I teased him that if our marriage was made in stone, he should probably take my last name and not the other way around.“You look so goddamn beautiful,” Nat said, walking into the room where I was dressed and fully prepared to walk down that aisle and become Alex’s wife. “You’re never going to believe what that gorgeous young doctor
“It counts for something, right?” he asked. “But I can watch our movie with you a hundred times, Dorothy, with my new heart you’ve insisted the wizard give me. I will gladly watch that movie with you.” He kissed my ring finger. “But only if you put my outward expression of love on your finger.”I sniffed as I started to cry, officially caught up in the moment with the man I loved more than anything, and I felt more solid about marrying him than I felt about anything else in this world.Alex returned to bended knee in front of me. “I humbly ask you to marry me or at least start over and date me until the day comes that you feel confident enough to become my wife.”“What if I told you that I felt confident enough that I would marry you now if I could?” I knelt in front of him.“Well, that would put us all back on the plane and off to Vegas as your birthday evening stop, doing that Titanic experience,” he looked back atAvery’s grin, as she leaned into Jim’s side, “and Elvis handling our
“What the hell are you two doing?” Alex said when he turned, and I laughed softly with the rest of the women who’d found the two men’s humor just as entertaining.“Well, I’m humming the tune for Coll to sing on key,” Jake said, acting extremely serious. “Trust me. It takes a lot to keep Collin at that angelic level. And of all the songs he has to sing, it’s got to be Celine Dion’s song —the one we had to hear when we were forced to sit through the movie so we could learn more about the ship.”“I never told you idiots to watch a movie about this ship,” Alex answered in confusion. “What movie?” He glanced between the two men.“Titanic. Kate Winslet?” Collin stopped singing and answered. “Elena told me that you insisted we watch that three-hour movie.” He looked around Alex and at me. “Speaking of which, I now will add my expert opinion. Leonardo DiCaprio’s character was an absolute idiot, and that’s why he didn’t make it.”“Really? We’re doing this?” Alex said. I could hear him trying t
“Whether she knew they were stealing from her or not,” Alex said.I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard his voice as he finished speaking for Cass. I turned back and stared at his brilliant smile and his lighter expression, looking more handsome than I remembered.“You’re here?” I said, confused and in utter shock that Alex was here and joined by his closest friends.“Well,” he held up a boarding pass and pulled his sunglasses off to read the pass, “according to this, I’m not.”Did he go through this attraction too? Wait, this was Alex’s idea. All of it, and my girlfriends did well in acting like it was theirs.I smiled. “Third class passenger and didn’t get a boat?” I tried to guess.His eyes locked with mine. “No boat and my passenger gave up his life jacket. He was reported to be preaching to the ones who were going down with the ship.” He read the information with a broad grin.“Preaching?” I cocked my head to the side. “What passenger were you who selflessly gave up your li
“We’ll be sure to do that,” Cass said. “Go lay down and sleep this off because when we land, we’re going directly to the attraction we set up for Bree. The rules were to drink, but don’t get drunk, and now look at you?”“God,” Nat rubbed her forehead and meandered through the leather seating where we were in, “you owe me for this, Bree.” She turned back to me. “Trust me, flying to an attraction in Missouri was not my idea of a thirty-something birthday party.”“No,” I smiled, “I know exactly what your plans would’ve been. I’m glad we’re going to Missouri instead.”“Wake me when the wheels are safely on the ground, please,” Nat said.WE’D CONSUMED plenty of food and water to soak up the cocktails we’d enjoyed on our luxurious flight, and after the plane landed in Springfield, Missouri, we loaded up into a party limo that was waiting for us. I should have been drawn to the party lights of this massive SUV, but instead, seeing the lime green grass and how beautiful the countryside was in