Boardroom Bride - Page 95

“I vow to always make you come,” he grunts, tasting the frosting on my cheek, “and to always have this cake on standby.”

“Then make me come, damn it!” I yell at him.

“Yes, dear.”

I feel him smile against my skin, and his fingers begin to play with my nipples over the lace.

Pulling my leg up higher, his cock hits my G-spot directly. And I spiral, losing myself in his arms.

My body shudders violently as my hips grind against him, my cunt milking his cock. And I feel his body becoming still as his breathing goes shallow. His heart pounds against my chest, and with a few quick pulses, he releases into me.

We cling to each other as we fall from our high. He bites my shoulder, and I dig my nails into his skin.

Our breathing’s erratic, but we slowly catch it once our eyes meet.

“Not too bad for married sex.” He winks.

A knock on the door pulls us from our haze, and Tanner pulls out of me—far too quickly—and hands me his jacket while zipping himself up.

He opens the door slowly, peeking out first, and we’re greeted by the always charming Lis Langley.

Her face immediately reddens, and she squirms in discomfort.

I smile but try to cover my face with my fist.

I know this doesn’t look innocent—me in stockings and Tanner’s tuxedo jacket, while he has a disheveled and unbuttoned shirt, and his hair gelled back with cake.

“Apologies. But I just wanted to extend my sincerest congratulations. You two deserve all the happiness in the world.”

She smiles and nods, turning on her heels before jogging out of the church.

Tanner and I exchange knowing glances, and in unison, burst into laughter. He closes the door, pulls me into his arms, and we continue to laugh.

“I can’t wait to read that story!” I exclaim.

Chapter 34

Tanner

The expansive room—there must be close to 1,000 people in here—has been decorated to match the bridal theme of the fashion show to launch Pretty Little Vixen’s first bridal lingerie line.

You would think that running a lingerie company, I would have gotten used to being surrounded by soft, feminine fabric like lace. But I’ve never seen so much tulle in my life.

Between that and the flowers and fairy lights, it looks like there might be an actual wedding taking place here. But the floor-to-ceiling hangings of the Pretty Little Vixen logo and our various designs reveal the true purpose of the gathering.

No marriage ceremony will take place here tonight, although the occasion marks a new beginning for PLV.

I leave the backstage area to take my front-row seat. Getting to my seat proves problematic as I’m stopped by editors, buyers, and the usual smattering of ex-models, athlete’s wives, and socialites. They all want to be the first to congratulate me on the Phoenix-like rebirth that Pretty Little Vixen has had this year.

If they only knew.

Taking my seat, I wish that Elsa could watch the show and the launch of this line beside me. It’s amazing how much my life has changed.

What’s even more amazing is that I’m okay with it. More than okay.

I may not be fucking a different woman every night—those were fun days and great memories—but I’ve never been happier. Or more like myself, as crazy as that sounds.

“Congratulations on your...what? Marriage? Food fight? What are you calling that spectacle at the church?”

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