Kat laughs.
“Olivia, I’m sorry,” I say, glaring at Kat. “I didn’t put Kat up to this. You should go.”
“I didn’t do this for you, Rum Cake,” Kat sniffs. “I did it for Tessa.” She smiles at Tessa. “Anything you wanna say to Olivia, honey? Now’s your chance.”
Tessa pretends to yawn and puts her hand over her mouth, blatantly flashing her diamond. “Nope, not a damned thing.”
Olivia shoots daggers at Kat. “Fuck you.”
Kat laughs again. “You’re all class, Olivia. Come on. I’ll show you out.”
“Don’t bother, bitch.” Olivia jerks away from Kat’s touch and stalks straight out the door in a huff.
“Kat, what the fuck?” I say. “I never wanted to see Olivia again, especially not today.”
“I couldn’t resist. I wouldn’t haveinstigatedvengeance, but when I saw her text, I thought, ‘It’s fate.’” She shrugs. “If it were me, I’d sure as hell want that bitch to see my big-ass ring.” She looks at Tessa. “Did it feel good showing her your big-ass ring?”
“It feltgreat,” Tessa says, shocking the hell out of me.
They high-five and giggle.
“Welcome to the family, sister,” Kat says, putting her arm around Tessa’s shoulders. “I just wanted to make sure you know: you’re not just getting a husband who loves you, you’re getting the Morgan Mafia, too.”
69
Ryan
“I felt a melting in me. No more my splintered heart and maddened hand were turned against the wolfish world.”
Tessa and I can’t rip our clothes off fast enough. As fun as our engagement party was this evening, for the last hour of it, the only thing I could think about was bringing Tessa to my house for the first time and, finally,finally, getting to make love to her in my own fucking bed.
I lay her down on my sheets, kissing her and pulling down her G-string, the tip of my hard-on already wet with pre-cum. I suck on her nipples and gently stroke between her legs, my entire body trembling with excitement, and she writhes and moans her appreciation.
“You’re so wet,” I whisper, my fingers slipping in and out of her.
“I’ve been crazy-wet since you opened the ring box,” she whispers back, and I laugh.
“Is it wrong I got turned on when you wordlessly bitch-slapped Olivia?”
“If I could have fucked you right in front of her, I would have,” she says.
“Oh my God, you’re so fucking hot.”
I trail kisses down from her breasts over her belly and then lap and suck at her pussy ’til she’s gripping the sheet and rippling in my mouth. In a flash, I’m on top of her, my balls tightening with my intense arousal, my wet hard-on nudging at her entrance, my heart exploding.
“I’m clean,” I whisper, my body trembling, my cock aching to get inside her. “Are you on the pill?”
“No,” she whispers, but when I move to grab a condom from my nightstand, she grips my arm, indicating I should stay. “We don’t need it,” she says. She widens her legs and tilts her hips up, rubbing herself against my aching tip. “Make love to me.” Again, she tilts her pelvis, rubbing herself against me, making me crazy.
“Are you sure?” I gasp, my dick throbbing. “I’m so turned on, I can’t think straight. That’d be crazy, right?”
“Do you love me?” she breathes, her slick, wet pussy gliding up and down against my tip.
“With all my heart,” I choke out.
“You’re gonna marry me?”
My heart is exploding. My soul is on fire. My dick is straining. “I swear to God, no matter what,” I reply.
