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Breaking The Bro Code (Hawthorne Brothers 3)

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He lifts my hips and enters me with one thrust. I cry out. After just a few thrusts, I come undone. With nothing to hold on to, my hands clench into fists. Cries and moans spill from my lips as my body trembles.

Ryker doesn’t stop. His cock rubs against my insides, which are still on fire from my orgasm, and I continue to tremble. He only pauses to push my bra up. Finally, my breasts are free.

I feel his lips around one of them, holding it captive as his thrusts rock my body. My nails dig into my palms.

He lets my breast go and I feel it jiggle with its twin. I’m dancing again, but this time, Ryker is in control of my movements. All I can do is gasp and whimper as he pounds into me, faster and faster.

I come again, I think—I’m not even sure if I ever stopped coming. My eyes roll to the back of my head.

Vaguely, I feel Ryker’s thrusts become erratic. Then he pulls out. I hear grunting and the sound of skin rubbing against skin. A moment later, I hear a spurt. I feel warm drops of cum on my stomach and my breasts.

I keep my eyes closed and stay still. I’m too tired and dizzy to move. Ryker pulls my legs so my head is on the bed. That feels better. He unties my wrists and pulls my shirt down. When I open my eyes, I find him staring straight at me.

They’re back to normal now. No. Not exactly. I can still see a glimmer of excitement in them. And a flicker of warmth that sends my heart racing again even though it hasn’t quite recovered from all the sex we just had.

Ryker presses his lips against my forehead and the warmth coats all of my skin like a soft blanket. I smile.

Ryker brushes a few strands of my hair off my cheeks. “Are you okay?”

I nod. “Yeah.”

I can’t promise him I’ll behave from now on, though.

“Good.” He kisses my cheek. “Because we have a wedding shower to plan, you know, not to mention the bachelor and bachelorette parties after. Maybe you can have your luau or your pool party then.”

“With male strippers?” I ask.

Ryker frowns. “Oh. You’re still not going to behave, are you?”

He starts to tickle me. I laugh.

“Ryker, stop!” I shout as I try to slap his hands away between giggles.

He goes on.

“Stop! I promise… no strippers.”

Finally, he stops.

“You promise?”

I nod. “I promise. Natalie wouldn’t like that anyway.”

His eyebrows furrow. “But you would?”

I chuckle. Why does he look so much hotter when he’s jealous?

I pinch his cheek lightly. “The only male stripper I want is you.”

“Oh. Does that mean I have to strip next time?”

I grin. “That would be fun.”

“Hmm. I’ll think about it.”

And I’ll look forward to it.

Ryker seals my lips with another kiss. I stroke his hair.

“By the way,” he says as he pulls away. “What was that Natalie was whispering to you at lunch?”

“Whispering?”

For a second, I don’t understand what he’s talking about. Then I remember that Natalie teased me about bringing a date to Jamaica.

“Nothing,” I say.

“Really?” He threatens to tickle me again.

“Really,” I tell him. “She was just saying how hot you are.”

Ryker’s eyebrows furrow. “She said that?”

I hold a finger to my lips. “Don’t tell Joel.”

“Okay,” he says as he puts his hand down, though he still looks confused.

“How about you?” I ask him. “What are your plans for the bachelor party? Any strippers?”

“No strippers,” Ryker answers. “I promise.”

And I believe him.

“As for my plans, they’re a secret.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Really?”

“Really. Anyway, that’s my problem. Our problem is the wedding shower. That’s the one we really have to work on.”

“Oh, that’s not a problem,” I tell him. “I’m sure we can throw a great wedding shower together.”

“Sure?”

I lift a finger. “But first, I need a shower.”

I get off the bed and walk towards the bathroom so I can wash the sticky stuff off my skin. When I’m almost at the door, I stop and turn around.

“Want to join me? We can talk about the wedding shower in the shower.”

Ryker grins and gets off the bed. “Why not? I hear a lot of good ideas happen in the shower.”

“You bet.” I reach an arm out to him. “We might just discover the best idea for the most spectacular wedding shower of all.”Chapter SixteenRyker

“I have to give it to you and Claire, Ryker,” Joel tells me as we grab a quick drink at the bar in the corner of the hotel ballroom. “This is spectacular.”

And I can’t help but agree. Claire and I have outdone ourselves.

After a few discussions—some in the shower and some in bed—we finally decided to go with a classy, beach-themed party. To represent the sand, we have curtains with golden sequins and gold tablecloths plus two different kinds of parfait with plenty of crumbs. To represent the blue sky, we have blue lights illuminating the ceiling and blue cocktails. Then of course we didn’t forget the ocean. We have plenty of seafood. We have bubbly champagne. We have flowers arranged like pieces of coral in the middle of every table. We have seashell napkin rings that the guests can bring home along with hourglasses filled with sea salt.



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