She blushes, smiling against my lips. “And leave everyone?”
I take her hand. She squeezes my fingers. “They’ll understand.”
And together we walk back toward the celebration, toward our daughter, toward our future—toward the family we forged in flame–and say our goodbyes. Rowan and Ash laugh because they know exactly why we’re leaving early. My mom slips Junie’s hand in hers, promising to take extra good care of our girl.
And then we’re heading out to my truck.
Ten minutes later I’m ushering her into the living room of our cabin, my fingers fumbling with the satin buttons that trail down her spine and hold the beaded lace together. She moans softly as our lips connect, her body arching into mine as my fingers push the snow white fabric from her trembling form.
“I’ve waited so damn long for this moment.”
She nods, at a loss for words as I cover her with my lips. A moment later I lift her into my arms and carry her across the threshold into our bedroom.
Briar’s heart thunders against mine, our rib cages crashing together as I hover over her in our bed. Our first time together, my first chance to love her in all the ways a man loves a woman.
“I love you,” her words wrap around my heart like a vice.
“So fucking long,” I murmur against her lips. “I’ve waited to make you mine for so fucking long.”
My heavy hands cup her delicate cheeks, my eyes simmering with words I can’t even begin to speak. I’m all fucking feeling with her. All wild desire and hopeless, pussy-whipped romance. I don’t recognize myself when she’s in the room, but maybe that’s not a bad thing.
“I should give you a spanking for torturing me in this sweet wedding dress all night. Eight smacks for making me wait eight weeks to get this beautiful, round ass under my hands.” In a swift movement I pin her over my lap.
She wiggles only a moment before I land the first smack on the curve of her ass cheek. Her ass jiggles, and my cock throbs against my suit pants, begging to sink into the most beautiful woman my eyes have ever seen.
“I’m just warming you up, sweetheart.” I brush my hand over her supple backside, catching both her wrists behind her waist, locking her to me. To this moment. To my punishment. To her pleasure. “I hope you’re ready for me.”
She squirms as my palm slides between her creamy cheeks. “Drive me fucking insane with wanting you. I can’t stop thinking about sinking my tongue into that creamy pussy.”
My hand burns, her pussy hot and throbbing through the heat between us, her hips rocking slowly as she silently begs for more.
“Open your mouth, precious girl. Tell me what I do to you.” I catch her chin with my fingers, forcing her eyes to mine.
She sucks in her bottom lip, a thousand emotions flitting across the shadows of her irises. “I want you.”
“Do better.” Her eyes narrow as if she resents my demand for more. I want every last fucking drop of her.
“You’re a bastard, you know that…my sexy, demandinghusband.”
“I know.” I land another smack on her backside, enjoying the way the wordhusbandsounds on her lush lips. My fingertips brush over her swollen pussy, dripping with need for me. “You’re not getting off with that sassy mouth of yours.”
She licks her lips, her throat flexing as she swallows and parts her pink mouth. “I can’t stop thinking about you—your hands, your lips on my skin, your beard against my nipples. The way your words drip like honey across my body, leaving a trail of sweetness I can’t shake.”
One side of my mouth tips up as my hand spreads her thighs and I inhale her succulent essence. I smack her naked, lush ass cheek, a warm red mark blooming to life. “Now say thank you.”
Her quiet grin steals the rest of my heart. She could walk away tomorrow and leave me here, a useless heap of pathetic pain without her—hell if I’m letting that happen.
“I’m gonna keep that smile on your face every day for the rest of our forevers, sweet cheeks.”
Her eyes shoot up just as I land another soft swat on her butt cheek. She flinches, eyes still riveted to mine. I can’t fucking take another moment without her. “To hell with the rest.”
I hold her at arm’s length, every ripe part of her begging for my tongue. My gaze trails down her lush body, one calloused hand molding around her breasts, tweaking a nipple until a shudder of pleasure runs through her. Breathless moans push past her lips and I catch them with my mouth, fucking her with my tongue until she has more to be breathless over.
Pressing my other hand to her breasts, I press them together, creating a deep cleavage and growling as my lips try to take in both nipples at once. Sucking and swirling, kneading the rosebud flesh, using my teeth to nip and tantalize the hard peaks.
“Could stare at your gorgeous, naked curves all fucking day,wife.” I pull away, thumbs flicking over the nubs. “A work of art.”
I make quick work of pushing my pants down my thighs, revealing my aching cock to the cool air and then cup a hand over her pussy—wetness flooding my palm and making my dick leak with need. Too turned on, my brain floods with lust. I bite my lip. “On your knees for me, sweetheart.” She drops to the floor and looks up, eyes large and taking in my pulsing cock. “Suck me.”
