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She was still awake when Cody and Heath slipped into the bedroom when they returned home from work. Spencer rolled over and made room for Heath since he still claimed “dibs” on sleeping at her side any night she spent with them, while Cody got into bed on her other side. When they pressed their lips to her throat and stroked her abdomen and her hip, it was only natural to reach for them, seeking their love as well.
The next morning she was out of bed before the men woke up. Cody joined her in the shower and took the bath puff from her as she lathered it and did the job for her while she washed and conditioned her hair. Once she was rinsed free of suds, he pressed her against the cool tile wall. A deep throb bloomed inside her at the way he caged her in with his immense, masculine physique and her pussy welled with hot moisture in response. He kissed her and his raspy voice echoed in the shower as he murmured, “What time do you have to be at Madeleine’s?”
“I’m meeting Lucy, her mom, Jayne, Grace, and my mom at eight o’clock. You and the guys are supposed to meet Rachel at nine, out at the ranch. Thank you again for helping with the last minute setup.”
He pressed kisses against her throat and she could feel the hot ridge of his cock pressing against her. “It’s no problem. I want you, angel.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and let him lift her as she slid her legs around his waist. “I’m yours, Cody.” He plundered her lips as his cock filled her cunt, stretching her tight and thrusting his hot length until he was deep as he could get. He grasped her ass cheeks and lifted her so she was eye to eye with him and began thrusting with hard strokes. A rumbling sound of masculine appreciation vibrated in his chest as he gazed into her eyes. The vulnerability she saw there made her heart beat faster.
“I’ve got you, baby. Touch yourself. I want you to come with me.”
She buried her face against his neck, moaning as she reached down and stroked the throbbing bundle of nerves until she was on the verge. “Just a little more. I’m so close.”
“Look at me.” When she complied, he whispered, “I love you, angel. I love you so much.”
Each time he said it, she melted because she could feel the truth in his words. Each utterance felt like the first time. She tightened her arm around his neck and ground her pussy against him, crying out as her orgasm coursed through her in billowing hot waves as he also found completion. He stood there holding her, rocking her back and forth, still connected with her for a couple of minutes as they recovered. When it was time, she had to make herself let go of him.
She giggled as he rinsed her again, and then they stepped out and dried off. He left her to get ready for her full morning with a gentle kiss on her lips. She didn’t have much to do, beyond dry her hair, because she was getting it done in a fancy upswept hairstyle chosen by Lucy, and she planned to do her makeup at the spa so it would be fresh for the wedding.
At Madeleine’s, Lucy was trying hard to hide it but Maizy could see she was a nervous wreck. A couple of weeks before, she’d settled on an intricate updo for her hair and one stray comment that morning from her stylist about how beautiful her hair looked flowing down her back in simple waves had her second-guessing her decision.
The stylist sent Grace a pleading look while Lucy flapped her hands and wondered if maybe they should just leave it down.
From the next stylist’s chair, Grace finally cut her off. “Listen to me, Lucy. Everything’s going to be fine. You’re having wedding jitters, that’s all. Think of your dress. If you wear your hair down around your shoulders, like you’re suggesting, then no one will notice the lace, plus your hair will get hung up in all the beadwork.”
“Oh. You’re right. Well, I just want the guys to like it. Beck told me this morning that he loved my hair down, too. I’m overthinking it.”
“Probably. Listen to me. Don’t worry about the guys. The impression you’ll make in that dress is one that will last for their lifetimes.”
Lucy sat back in her chair with a smile and a fierce twinkle gradually came into her eyes. “Damn right I will.” Maizy giggled when Lucy turned her gaze to her stylist and said, “Bring it on, Danielle. And make sure you spray it good afterward.”
