Every Little Thing (Hart's Boardwalk 2)

Those words, mixed with his touch, excited me, and I felt that rush of excitement between my thighs. “Come inside me,” I pleaded. “Just give it to me.”

Understanding I was asking for the main course and no appetizer, Vaughn straightened and I felt the hot throb of him. His hands clasped my butt, his thumbs caressing the soft skin there.

“Anything you want, princess,” he avowed, and then he was pushing inside of me.

The pleasurable burn shot through my limbs and I dropped my head on a gasp as I accommodated his thick length. “Yes, yes, yes.”

I felt his deep answering groan in my nipples.

“Hard and fast or gentle and slow?”

“We only have time for option one,” I huffed out.

“We have time for anything you want.”

I smiled even though he couldn’t see it. “Option one.”

“Then I get to do it gentle and slow tonight.”

“Not arguing with that.”

Vaughn’s laughter caught on a groan as he slid slowly back out. My back arched and I whimpered as he slammed back in.

He hadn’t exaggerated.

It was fast and it was hard.

And all of it was fantastic.

The first thing I did when we walked into Cooper’s a little while later was head straight over to Jess. She saw me coming and jumped off her bar stool to hug me hard. Her dark blond hair had been lightened by the sun, her skin was more tan than usual, and she even had little freckles across her nose.

“It’s so good to see you.” I squeezed her tight. “I missed you.”

Jess pulled back and studied me with a knowing glint in her eye. “You just had sex,” she whispered.

Surprise made me stiffen. I’d made sure before leaving the house that I was cleaned up, my hair and makeup fixed, my dress smoothed into place. “How do you know that?”

“Because Vaughn is wearing this smug, possessive look on his face right now that says ‘I just got some.’”

I glanced behind me where Vaughn was hovering close to me and I laughed. She was right. He was.

“What?” He frowned.

“Nothing.” Jessica withdrew to embrace Vaughn.

Vaughn was taken aback by the embrace, and a little uncomfortable. I laughed as he patted between her shoulder blades, unsure how to deal with the hug.

Jess wasn’t the least bit bothered by his awkwardness, especially when he smiled at her. Her eyes widened. “You look happy.”

“I am,” he said. “So are you.”

“I am,” she agreed and shot a smile at Cooper, who was working behind the bar.

“Tremaine.” Cooper held out his hand across the bar top.

Vaughn took it. “Lawson. I assume you had a good honeymoon.”

He threw a heated look at his wife. “Great honeymoon.”