Vegas Revenge Wedding (Nevada Bad Boys 2)

“I want to feel you explode inside me” She leaned forward and whispered into my ear. “Please.”

She was craving the sensations of my release as much as I was and her words made me more excited. I was trapped at the point where I couldn’t stop myself from ejaculating, but I was able to prolong it with the right motion. I kept myself there as long as I could, in that moment of perpetual perfection, but it couldn’t last forever.

“You feel so good.” Steam rose from my lip as a grunt echoed from my throat.

I pressed against her and drove my cock deep, feeling the first tightening of my cock as it prepared to unleash every drop of my cum. I pulled back and drove it in again as the first explosion erupted from the tip of my cock. I knew it wouldn’t be the last because I could already feel another one building up inside.

You make me cum more than anyone ever has.

It only took a couple of thrusts for the second eruption to unload inside of her. A few quicker ones followed and I was spent. My balls tingled and my cock was immediately exhausted from the encounter. I held her in an embrace, lightly kissing her neck and her cheek before finally withdrawing.

She let out a groan as my cock was completely removed. We stayed in the shower a little longer, cleaning up the results of our lust, and then I reached over and turned off the water.

“I like shower sex.” She grinned as she stood in front of me, dripping water on the ceramic below us.

“I like it with you.” I reached for a towel and began drying her gorgeous body.

There was a calmness in the air. The storm had officially broken. All that remained was snow on the ground and an overcast that would give way to the sun. Once the sun finally peeked out of the clouds, it would start to melt.

THE WORST OF THE STORM was over, but I felt like the real storm was about to brew inside of me when I walked into the living room and saw Heather sitting at the radio. She used the radio to talk to the local authorities and make arrangements for her car. They would send someone to pick it up and make sure it was operational when the roads were clear.

Fuck. I’m not ready for you to go.

I started drinking early, feeling the solace of the whiskey’s warmth. The day lingered on, with us spending a lot of quiet time together, kissing and just enjoying the comfort of skin on skin. By the afternoon, there was a hint of sunlight. I stared at the sun with an angry glare, just wanting it to go away.

“Our first sunrise.” She looked over at me.

“I can’t lie to you, Heather.” I stood up. “I don’t even want to see it.”

“Yeah...” She sighed. “Tomorrow is going to be rather complicated.”

“You don’t have to leave.” I said firmly. “You’re mine.”

“I can’t stay.” She shook her head. “I don’t have a choice. This was supposed to be a vacation. I didn’t expect to meet someone like you. I didn’t expect to feel the way I do.”

“I can’t let you go.” I leaned towards her on the couch and kissed her ear. “I don’t want you to leave.”

“How would I explain that to my parents? I can’t drop out of school and move to the mountains.” She pulled away from me. “This is hard for me too—my heart is telling me to give the world a middle finger and stay here in your arms forever.”

“You should listen to your heart.” I closed the distance she had put between us and wrapped my arms around her. “This is a simple life. I can provide anything we need and we don’t need much. We just need each other.”

“I want to stay...” She muttered.

“Then stay.” I pulled her close.

Just fucking stay.

I wasn’t ready to force it, even if my soul was being ripped apart by the thought of her leaving

. I didn’t want a slave that I had to keep chained to the wall. I wanted my beautiful blonde goddess to be there with me because she wanted to be there. I didn’t want to take no for an answer, but I felt like it was the answer she was prepared to give me.

I kissed her deeply, letting it linger there to the point I felt myself getting hard again just from the fire burning between our lips. We were so different, yet we fit together so perfectly. There was a definite difference in our mentality, a long cord of complications which had to be overcome, but I was up for the challenge.

I had to be the only man she would ever love. I had to be the one that held her forever. She was obsessed with a world I had left behind, and she didn’t see the majesty of a simple life. We finally stopped ourselves short of the bedroom and decided it was time for dinner. There wasn’t much conversation at the dinner table because we both seemed to be consumed with the harshness of the following day.

It couldn’t break us. I had to make sure of it. I was ready to bring damnation to heaven and earth if it meant we didn’t have to part ways. I just hoped she would understand.

“We can’t dwell on tomorrow.” She sipped her drink. “We have to make the most of our time together.”