Page 120 of Gambit's Queen


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Blue and Outlaw played a heavy metal version of Brahms’ Lullaby. Everyone was on their feet cheering.

“We’re nine weeks along. Baby is due at the end of May.”

We stood on stage as everyone congratulated us. In the confusion of the move from Indiana. Stormy had misremembered the day she was supposed to get her birth control shot. I’m not upset in the least.










Epilogue

Stormy

After a few more songswe cut the cake. Each tier had a different flavor. Spiced apple cake with caramel apple filling and caramel icing. Carrot cake with a walnut cream cheese filling and cream cheese frosting. Chocolate filled with raspberries and chocolate icing. The final layer is snickerdoodle with cinnamon icing. The frost was covered with a thin layer of black fondant to make it look uniform.

The mostly black cake had two deep red ‘skirts’. The red was covered in what looked like black lace. It was gothic Victorian inspired and gorgeous. Plus, we had a groom's cake. It was a chocolate stout version of a death by chocolate cake in the shape of a motorcycle.

Shortly after the cake cutting ceremony, we tossed the bouquet and garter. Gambit swept me into the shadows and kissed me until we were both breathless. He carried me to our room and made love to me with tender care.

Three weeks later

I squeezed a generous amount of delicious smelling shampoo into my hands. Rubbing them together before lathering Gambit’s long hair. I moved my fingers to massage his scalp inhaling the clean scent of limes with a hint of hibiscus. The shampoo, along with conditioner, soap and shampoo were a part of the amenities basket the resort left in our bathroom.

My breasts brushed up against his back as I continued to wash his hair.

“Bébé, you're killing me. I need to be inside you.”

I chuckled. “Impatient much? Let me finish.”

I was as turned on as he was. I wanted Gambit buried deep inside me. Soon he would be. Now I wanted to pamper him.

“Rinse.”

He moved under the spray of the hot water hitting us. It felt good. My nipples went from stiff to hard as the warm spray hit them. I quickly rinsed out the shampoo before applying the conditioner.

“Turn around, babe.”

Gambit turned around and I added soap to my hands from the bottle before lathering his chest. My fingers danced through his curls playing with his nipples. His hips thrust toward me when I soaped lower down his long muscular body.

My voice filled with need, “Rinse off.”

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