Page 63 of Wedding Wrecker

“You’ve got no idea. I fell in love with your ass before I even saw your face,” I tease and bite his ear, making him tremble. His weight starts to become a strain at this point, so I push him against the damp wall and kiss his neck.

“It’s so weird,” Kyle says softly, playing with the hair at the back of my head. “But I never thought what might make me attractive to guys. Now I’m starting to think that while I’m a straight seven, I might just be a gay nine,” he says and winks at me.

I laugh but have to put him down because my ankle is starting to complain. I never let go of him though. “Baby, you’re the jackpot to me. And not just because you’ve got the perfect ass. You’re so… lovely. And honest. Insatiable in bed. Open heart, open legs.” I grin and kiss him, unable to get enough. I can’t even be bothered to wash just yet and let the flow of water take some of the mud off.

He cocks his head. “Really? Insatiable? How can you know that after only sleeping with me three times?” he asks, reminding me that it’s been two months since the blowjob he gave me on his first night here.

“I remember. I remember you being so greedy for it. How you couldn’t get enough of my dick. And then you got that fucking dildo and I haven’t stopped thinking about it since.” I groan and wrap my arms around him.

He wiggles his brows, not at all self-conscious or embarrassed when he strokes my body, trying to learn every ridge, every contour. No one’s touch ever felt this perfect. “Oh, it’s gotten a lot of use, fiancé. Having you around is making me incredibly horny,” he says.

I know I need to stop this before my cock hardens.

“Fuck… Kyle… We gotta wash the dog. Marriage comes with duties, you know.” Pulling away from him is almost painful, but I enjoy watching his muscular form.

Mine forever. I can hardly believe my luck.

Kyle chuckles and looks down at the smiling beast. “Should we do that? Do you want to be clean and stink up the house with wet fur? Yes, you do,” he says and reaches for the pet shampoo.

I grab the human one and squirt it on his head as he starts working the foam into dog fur.

“Let’s get you clean, so you don’t make my pillows dirty. Good boy!” I coo to him, high on love.

He shows me his tongue. Everything about him is perfection, even though he is so very different from the man I first met. It’s as if being around me, free of the pressures of his family and friends, free of needing to be the guy everyone expected him to be, allowed him to finally be himself.

There’s no point in stalling, so once we’re all clean and as dry as possible with fur as thick and long as Jekyll’s, the three of us leave the bathroom.

I can’t help but follow the gentle sway of Kyle’s ass with my gaze as he folds my throw and tosses it on the floor for Jekyll to sleep on. Maybe I should scold him for it, but I don’t think either of us has the patience to bring the doggie blanket from the living room.

Kissing Kyle again makes me so happy it’s like I’m floating on clouds. “Do you think you’ll be able to give up the couch for this lousy bed?” I ask, running my fingers through his wet hair.

Kyle shrugs and rolls to the middle of the mattress, staring at me like an experienced seductor. “How will you convince me to lower my standards like that?”

“Oh, I’ve got my ways.” I chuckle and follow him. I wish I didn’t have to blink, just so I could continuously stare at him. “I might just threaten to take away your dildo.” As soon as I’m on the comforter with him, I run my fingers down his thighs, enamoured with his nakedness.

Kyle opens his mouth, gasping as my fingers trail up his hair-dusted skin. His cock is starting to harden against his stomach as he stretches, presenting me his tanned form. “You’d have to replace it with something.”

I kiss his bottom lip with a smile. “I can think of something thick and hard, just for you. But I’d love to see you use that toy some time. You could ride it as you suck me…”

I love the frank, dirty conversations I can have with him. He’s eager and sexual without a hint of coyness. And when I lean over him, he strokes his way down my stomach, all the way to my stiffening cock.

“Darling, we could even do that now.”

Something flutters inside me at him calling me darling. I’ve been missing the kind of tender affection he’s so happy to give. I glance at the ring on his finger, and suddenly decide I can wait that bit longer.

I grab his wrist with a grin. “Not so fast. Not before we’re married.” I might be rethinking that by tomorrow. Or even consider it a mistake two hours from now, but I’m not an animal.

Kyle chuckles. “Um... what?” And while he’s smiling, his gaze is already hungry for me. He does not want to wait anymore.

Which kinda makes my idea torturously delicious. “Elope with me,” I say, looking into those big brown eyes with the most beautiful black eyelashes. “Tomorrow.”

He freezes, only to chuckle again. “You’re crazy!” But his eyes shine as if there were whole galaxies spinning inside them.

I grab his hand and kiss the stolen ring on his little finger. “Just you and me.”

His smile softens as he hugs me, and I feel loved in ways I have never been before. We’re perfect together, and I don’t want my fears to hold us back a moment longer.

Chapter 24