“Betty is still at lunch, sweetheart.”
She visibly relaxed and then smiled at me slyly. “So . . . we’re all alone?” Her hands strayed to my suit jacket and she popped open the three buttons. “Didn’t you say something about naked wall-sex the other day?”
I had a feeling this swift change in mood was indicative of how the next 8 months were going to be. I couldn’t wait to experience every moment. And, the raging pregnancy hormones definitely had their advantages.
Wrapping her legs around my waist, I stood, holding her with my hands under her ass. I walked toward the wall on the opposite side of the room. “You know we’re going to have to burn that couch, right?” she quipped.
Smirking, I squeezed her cheeks and pressed her back against the wall, my cock firmly nestled in the apex of her thighs. “What couch? I believe the subject at hand was wall-fucking,” I growled before my mouth crashed down over hers.
Epilogue
Natalie
“The courthouse isn’t even open on weekends,” I grumbled. “Why are we stopping here?”
I was beyond irritated and just wanted to go home. I’d been looking forward to a quiet Sunday morning at home, but Jax had dragged me out of bed at the butt crack of dawn—without even giving me one little orgasm first—and taken me out for brunch. Then he’d insisted we go to the farmer’s market, where we’d wandered around without buying anything, except for an absolutely stunning bouquet of flowers that Jax had spotted. The arrangement was perfect for me since pink peonies were my favorite, and I’d been surprised to find them there since it wasn’t your usual run-of-the-mill bouquet.
“Judge Frazier is in his chambers this morning,” he explained as he led me towards the front doors. “He promised the building would be open.”
“This is highly unusual,” I mumbled, still not understanding why he needed to see the judge so urgently in the first place. At least, not until he prodded me through the doors and I found my mom, step-dad, Eden, and Isaac standing there with huge grins on their faces.
“What in the world?” I gasped as my mom swept me up in a hug.
“My little girl,” she sighed. “Getting married.”
“Married?” I repeated.
“He really didn’t tell you? Your Jax is so much like my Lawrence,” she laughed, sending a loving glance over her shoulder at my step-dad.
“C’mon!” Eden urged, grabbing my elbow and dragging my mom and me away from everyone else. She only stopped to snag a garment bag from her husband along the way.
“I’m getting married today?” I asked after she and my mom got me settled in a chair in Judge Frazier’s clerk’s office. My mom had yanked a huge cosmetic bag out of her purse, while Eden pulled a gorgeous white dress and my pink pair of stilettos out of the garment bag.
“Yup, your crazy-ass fiancé made all the arrangements, with a little bit of help from your mom and me,” Eden confirmed.
“Why am I not surprised?” I groaned, thinking about the way he’d skipped over the proposal part and shoved his ring on my finger while he’d had me naked in bed less than two months ago. “I should have expected he’d do something like this, but the courthouse?”
“He said it was the perfect place because you’re both here for work so often. From today on, this building will have a whole new meaning to you.” My mom practically swooned as she explained his reasoning, making it clear how much she approved of the idea. Judging from the googly eyes Eden was making, she wasn’t alone either. It was a good thing it made me melt just as much. For such a bossy man, Jax could be such a romantic sometimes.
The next hour was a whir of activity as my mom and Eden got me ready. Hair, makeup, flowers, the perfect dress—Jax really had thought of everything. I couldn’t even imagine how many strings he’d had to pull to even get us into the courthouse when it was closed, but as I walked into the law library, with its arched ceiling and the smell of books surrounding us, I was incredibly grateful that he’d done it. With my voice quivering, both of our hands over my belly, and my family and our friends surrounding us, I pledged myself to the man I loved.
Bonus Scene: Honeymoon
Natalie
Instead of being in the office reading over court briefs, I found myself wrapped in a silky robe and standing on the balcony of the honeymoon suite at a luxurious resort looking at the sun rise over the ocean. When Jax decided to surprise me; he went all out. Not only had he planned the perfect courthouse wedding, he’d also whisked me away on a chartered flight to the beaches of Ixtapa, Mexico.
“What are you doing up so early, sweetheart?” Familiar arms wrapped around me, and then Jax’s body pressed against my back. “I must not have fulfilled my husbandly duties if my bride isn’t tired enough to sleep in.”
“You did your job so well that I don’t even remember passing out last night.” I wiggled my ass against his hard length. “But I’m not going to argue if you feel the need to prove yourself again.”
“Challenge accepted,” he growled, picking me up and tossing me over his shoulder. He gave me a slap on the ass when I shrieked in surprise, just hard enough so I felt the sting. When we reached the canopy bed against the far wall, he dropped me onto the mattress. Before joining me, he shoved his boxers down his legs and kicked them off. Then he climbed onto the bed and undid the sash on my robe. With one finger, he parted the silky material as he stared at me with hunger in his brown eyes.
“My wife has the most perfect tits,” he murmured. He bent his head low and tugged one of my nipples between his teeth, making my back arch off the mattress. “So fucking sensitive. Part of me wants to play with them all morning and see how many times I can make you come without touching you anywhere else.”
“Jax,” I gasped, squirming beneath him.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He flashed me a knowing grin. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll give that to you someday. Just not today.”
His fingers drifted down my body to swipe through my wetness, while his other fist was wrapped around his hard length. “Because right now I need to feel my wife’s pussy wrapped around my cock almost more than I need my next breath.”
We’d been married for less than twenty-four hours, and I couldn’t count how many times he’d called me his wife. Each time, his tone dropped a notch, his eyes flared with possession, and goosebumps spread across my skin. “Then come inside me, husband. I’m ready for you. Always.”
“Sweetheart,” he groaned, tilting his hips and driving himself inside me with one powerful stroke.
I wrapped my legs around his hips and dug my heels into his ass. “Do it, Jax. Make me come so hard that I pass out again.”
His eyes flared even hotter, his gaze locked with mine as he bent his head low to wrap his lips around my nipple. He sucked hard when his hips pulled back, and then he let go when he thrust forward. Over and over again. Suck. Thrust. Suck. Thrust. Until I was begging for release and he slid his hand between us to pinch my clit. Finally, I flew apart, my pussy clenching hard around his cock.
“Yes!” he roared as he followed after me, filling me up with his come.
“If you hadn’t already knocked me up, I’m pretty sure you would have just now,” I panted against his chest as he dropped onto the mattress next to me and pulled me into his arms.
“I’ll take that as a win even though you’re still awake.” His hand slipped down to my stomach just as it growled.
“I guess you’ll just have to try to fuck me back to sleep after you’ve fed me.” It was our honeymoon, after all.
Play With Me, Baby
Guy Rule: t's only stalking if you get caught.
Rhys Campbell doesn’t believe in love at first sight, until he sees Macy Holland in a coffee shop and finds himself stalking her across town… to an adult toy shop.
Macy isn’t sure what to think about Rhys, except that he’s sexy as sin in his custom suits and even hotter out of them with all his tatted up muscles. The sassy virgin finds hersel
f quickly falling into his bed, but little does she know he’s playing for keeps.