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Yeehaw!
As I move carefully over him, my hair brushes sensually over my back. I splay my palms across the solid width of his workingman’s chest and drink in the sight of tribal ink around his thick biceps. As he guides my hips, my breasts bounce and my pussy catches fire. Incredibly, I feel him in places I didn’t before. And when he tightens and slams up inside me in rapid-fire strokes, my desire churns out of control. I start to come apart.
He hurries my loss of sanity with a thumb over my clit. “Come for me. Yes. Oh, fuck. Yes, just like—”
I can’t hear the rest over the pounding of my heart. I tense and cry out as I feel the storm gathering between my legs and need tearing through my veins. It spills over and sends me skyrocketing to an ecstasy where I’m only aware of pleasure and Hayden deep inside of me providing it. It jolts me. I shudder, disintegrating before him, and scream my throat raw until a heavy roll of satisfaction hits me and I feel utterly boneless.
A split second later, he tosses me on my back again, jackhammers into me as if he can’t fill me deep or fast enough, then an animal growl rips from his throat as he impales me with one last powerful thrust, shudders, and floods my womb with his hot seed.
The moment is perfect, powerful, profound—and far more amazing than any teenage fantasy I ever had about making love with Hayden Hughes.
A moment later, he catches his breath and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “Feel good, sweet pea?”
“Yeah.”
“Happy?”
I smile. “Yeah.”
He shoots me a sly grin. “Is that token you gave me good for more than one ride?”
The curl of my mouth turns naughty. “It’s good for the whole night.”
“Hallelujah. How about we break out the bubbly, I slip that engagement ring on your finger, then you can spread your legs for me again so I can make you deliciously sore and ensure you look well fucked tomorrow when I marry you?”
There’s my Hayden—audacious and challenging and perfect for me.
I wriggle under him, earning a hiss, then whisper in his ear, “I can’t think of anything I want more.”
Hayden
I’m in heaven.
Six days ago, Perrie came home, “fiancé” in tow, and forced to me re-examine my feelings for my best friend’s sweet, virginal daughter. Thank god I don’t have to fantasize anymore what being deep inside Perrie is like. After last night, she’s all woman—mywoman. And as she walks down the aisle to me, looking stunning in a simple white satin floor-length sheath with lace insets along the back and the thigh-high slit, I could swear she’s glowing even more than usual.
Fingers crossed she’s pregnant.
Yeah, maybe it’s wishful thinking, but the notion makes me pretty damn ecstatic.
“I’ve never seen either of you look so happy,” Dan murmurs in my ear as he stands beside me.
“Thanks for being my best man.”
He nods. “Happy to. I’m honored to be beside you both as you become man and wife.”
“Will I be returning the favor soon?” I look at Hannah in the front row. “My sister looks teary-eyed…and she’s wearing a rock on her left hand that didn’t used to be there.”
“I proposed last night. She said yes. We’re going to Vegas next weekend.”
“Perrie and I will be there.”
Dan claps me on the back and falls silent as my bride glides toward me. I only have eyes for her. And my full heart is exclusively hers, too.
Finally, she reaches the front of the aisle. Beside her, Derek—who barely made it in time for the ceremony—lifts her veil and kisses her forehead. “Be happy, darling.”
“I will.” She glances at me with love in her eyes before regarding her friend one last time. “You find your person and be happy, too, huh?”
“Someday,” he murmurs before he takes his seat in the front row.
