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“Thanks for the digs,” said Saxon, pulling back the blankets on the futon.
“Yeah, let’s hear you say that tomorrow,” chuckled Damon.
He chuckled again as we made our way across the living room. Just before we left he cleared his throat.
“Oh and guys?”
Our handsome best man pointed back up at the clock, then grinned.
“Happy wedding day.”
Two
ADDISON
I whimpered softly as he slid into me, gripping the sheets in my fists. He felt big tonight. Way bigger than normal. It could’ve been the excitement of our upcoming wedding. Or maybe it was the way I was urging him on. Talking dirty to my gorgeous fiancé, for the very last time.
“Oh baby… fuck me.”
Fiancé. It was such a foreign word, when I first started using it. But I grew to love it over the past fourteen months. It made things that much hotter for us, because it spoke of such close commitment. A bond neither of us had felt with anyone else.
“God you’re soo big…” I gasped, bucking my ass back against him. Damon’s hands were on my hips, flexing and squeezing. His big, muscular arms looking fantastic in our mirrored armoire.
Tomorrow he’s my husband.
The thought made me even crazier, hornier. Only it wasn’t tomorrow. It was today. A few short hours in fact.
But right now none of that mattered. The only thing that mattered was getting my lover’s cock as deep inside me as possible. Screwing him so far into my body that it actually hurt; that special spot he reached that always left me a little bit sore the next day.
“Fuck, Addison.”
Damon’s grunts were primal now. He was lost in the moment — totally fixated on drilling me to the core. He wasn’t being quiet about it, either. Not even with Saxon in the next room, just a door away.
“Your ass is incredible,” Damon murmured. He took one hand from my hip, to smooth his big palm over the warm curve. “Totally fucking amazing.”
“So I’ve been told,” I smirked back over my shoulder. “And tomorrow it’ll be your wife’s ass.”
I saw the arousal flare in his eyes. That glimmer of excitement that always preceded him picking up the pac
e, and screwing the daylights out of me.
“You know you are pretty lucky,” I teased, gyrating against him. “My ass is definitely amazing.”
“I know,” my fiancé smirked back. “Saxon thinks so too.”
I chuckled at the compliment. “He does, does he?”
“Yes,” Damon replied breathlessly. “He said so earlier.”
I tried to picture the two of them discussing my ass, possibly when I was out of the room. As I did, an all new heat blossomed in my belly.
“And what exactly did he say?”
My soon-to-be husband pushed all the way inside of me. Pinned tightly against my rounded ass, I closed my eyes as he leaned over my naked back.
“We were talking about it last week,” Damon whispered into my ear. “I was telling him about the night of our anniversary, when you put on that outfit.”
The warmth in my belly began spreading. I knew exactly which outfit he meant.
