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Chapter 3
“This is insane.”
Looking up from tying the laces of my boots, my breath caught in my throat. “What are you doing here?”
Ronnie grinned at me from the bedroom’s doorway, dressed in the skimpiest white corset and lace thong I’d ever seen, her amazing tits almost spilling over the lace cups trying to contain them, a silk robe hanging from the crooks of her elbows.
I bit back a groan, barely stopping myself lunging for her. Fuck, I wanted her nipples in my mouth, in my hands.
“I sent Fluffy to get you some ice,” she said, eyes twinkling.
Straightening to my feet, heart pounding, cock throbbing, I crossed to where she stood. “There’s ice in the mini fridge.”
There was. The kitchens of the suites I’d reserved at the secluded Key West resort were all fully stocked. Fresh fruit, wine, spirits, cheese and crackers, and chocolates. Fluffy and Tannah, Lila, and Ronnie’s parents wouldn’t want for anything in the hour before Ronnie and I exchanged vows on the beach. I wanted this day to be perfect for them as well, although Ronnie’s father was probably inclined to disagree.
Would he ever accept his daughter marrying the bad boy from next door?
Fuck it. In just under thirty minutes, I was marrying her. And there was nothing he could do, nothing anyone could do, to stop it.
He’d tried, mind you. Had spent the last week since Ronnie had informed them when and where we were getting married doing everything he could to convince Ronnie to leave me. Insinuated I was a druggy, that I was fucking someone else, that I was about to be thrown in jail, that I was going to beat her whenever things didn’t go my way…
Ronnie had rolled her eyes at every argument.
Lifting her eyebrow now, she pirouetted on the balls of her feet, wriggling her gorgeous ass at me. “Insane, right?” she asked, smoothing her hands down the sides of the corset hugging her torso. “I’ve never worn anything like it.”
“Fucking sexy,” I replied, hooking my index finger onto the silken garment between her incredible cleavage and tugging her closer to me.
With a chuckle and a shake of her head, she slipped back a step, wagging her own index finger at me. “No touching allowed. Just thought I’d show you what’s waiting for you under my dress.”
Sucking in a swift breath, I crossed my arms over my chest. “To drive me insane with lust?”
Devilish delight glinted in her eyes. “To drive you insane with lust.”
“So you’re happy for your parents, for your dad to see me with a boner as we exchange vows? These tux pants aren’t going to hide it, ya know. And it’ll be huge.” I dropped my crotch a quick look. “I mean, look at it already.”
She flicked my groin a glance, and I pounced, snaking my arm around her waist and yanking her to my body.
Squealing, she shoved at my chest and then buried her hands in my hair as I captured her mouth with a hungry, savage kiss.
My cock throbbed—yep, I was hard as a pole—and I rolled my hips, grinding it to her soft belly.
She moaned into my mouth and then disengaged from my arms with a throaty laugh. “I fucking love the idea of you marrying me with a boner,” she murmured, taking another step away. “So when you see me next in my wedding dress, remember this…”
With another little turn, and a smack of her bare right ass cheek, she shucked her robe back up onto her shoulders and strutted out of the room.
“Not fair,” I called.
I could have gone after her. Wanted to go after her.
Instead, I watched her go, balls throbbing.
In less than half an hour, she’d be my wife. I could wait. I’d already planned to whisk her away someplace secluded for a hello-Mrs.-Pratt fuck straight after the ceremony.
I returned to tying my laces and adjusting my tux. I’d never worn one before, but Fluffy had stepped up to the best-man role with Marine-level perfection and commitment, arriving in Miami with one that fit me like it’d been made for me.
I was fixing my tie in the living area’s large mirror when he strode back into the suite, his own tux just as perfect as mine. At his heel, Groot wagged his tail.
“Feeling okay?” he asked, placing a glass of ice on the suite’s dining table.
