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Walking back into the backyard, I found Embry. I was so thankful for my mom who’d been watching her and even though she was shaken up, she’d done well. Seeing her Auntie Summer like that was hard for her, but kids bounced back better than us adults most of the time.
We put on our smiles, danced, got to talk to all our guests, eat more, and did what we could to enjoy the remainder of the party. As things began to wind down and all the guests started leaving, my parents had made new arrangements for Embry to stay with them and my little angel was excited at the thought of a sleepover with her grandparents. Once the last of the guests had left I sunk down onto the couch, my pretty white dress bunched up around me and sighed.
Alley had called and said Summer was doing okay. They’d checked her out, there were no injuries when she fell, and since she had her medication, they were releasing her with orders to follow up with her doctor. Us girls would make sure that happened. They were headed home to rest and Gyth was going with them. I didn’t know what was going on there or why he was going to the house, but I was grateful for the extra person to watch over Summer for a while.
And while I was still very worried about Summer, it was time to show my husband how much I adored being his wife. Brax had been sitting next to me just letting me decompress. Turning, I looked into those amazing eyes that saw so much.
“You okay baby?” he asked me.
“I will be if you take me to bed, “I told him.
He stared at me for a moment and then asked, “You sure?” God, I loved how this man cared about me. He’d known I was thinking about Summer and would put his special time on hold if that’s what I needed.
“Never been more sure in my life. Take me to bed, Mr. Hart. It’s time you had your wicked way with your wife and sealed the deal,” I said, teasingly.
And that’s all it took before I was thrown over his shoulder, my head down the backside of him, taking in his gloriously fine ass—again.
Damn, the view was fabulous.
Braxton
Making love with Jurnee for the first time as my wife was the greatest feeling of all time.
I’d carried my woman up the stairs to our bedroom and slowly placed her down on the ground, her body sliding against mine all the way until her feet hit the hardwood floor. While it had felt good, my girl had way too many clothes on, and I hadn’t liked the barrier between us.
“Dimples, I need you out of this dress like yesterday,” I told her.
“Ooh, are you going to show me—” she started but didn’t get to finish when I sealed my mouth against hers, thrusting my tongue inside and taking what I desperately needed. I had a feeling I knew what she was gonna say and I wasn’t letting her. Or I should say I’d tried not to let her. My girl was resourceful when she’d wanted things her way.
She nipped at my bottom lip, just as her hand slid between us where we still stood just inside our bedroom door. Grabbing hold of my cock through my slacks, she squeezed. It was enough to have me pulling my mouth from hers to say something, but she beat me to it.
“Love Muscle,” she blurted quickly before I could stop her.
“You just couldn’t not say it, could you?”
“Nope, because it’s funny as hell that Alley came up with it, and since you know she writes smutty sex scenes in her books, you freak out,” she said, laughter bursting from her.
It had been an awesome day, and then Summer’s seizure had happened and it undoubtedly worried Jurnee. She loved Summer and so the rest of the reception was a little strained. So if teasing me brought that smile and laughter to her now, I would probably let her say it over and over.
“How about I get you out of this dress and we work all the muscles in our bodies as we make love as husband and wife?”
Her eyes flared with passion and desire.
“Good idea,” she said, turning her back to me. “Now unbutton me and hurry.”
Demanding—that’s what my girl was. I didn’t mind one bit because her bossy way in the bedroom turned me on. After the last button had been undone, she turned back to face me. I held my breath waiting.
Relieving her of her dress was like the best unveiling ever. The silky material caressed her skin intimately and seductively as it slid down her body until she was standing with her gown pooled at her feet and stood before me in just in her white lace panties and a strapless bra.
It was a vision of beauty.
Aroused beyond control, I rapidly discarded my clothes. Finesse be damned, I just needed inside my wife. “Baby, this one may be fast, but I promise to go slow on round two.”
“Just how many rounds will there be?” she asked, suggestively.
“A lifetime of them.” It was the truth. She was mine and I wasneverletting her go.
I closed the small space between us and removed her undergarments, tossing those across the room. Brushing her hair behind her shoulder, I placed my hand on the side of her face, my thumb brushing across her tender lips. “Open for me, sweetheart,” I said as I swooped in and my lips punished and devoured hers.
