Page 40 of Bombshell Brides


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We’re messes. Two sweaty, messy people who have absconded from their lives, clinging on for dear life in this rocky alcove. Leo’s still dressed like a groom and I’m in this ridiculous fringed top, but this is perfect. So perfect.

“Oh god,” I moan as he rolls his hips, dragging his thick length out of me then pushing back in, torturously slow. “Feels so good.”

Leo bites down on my shoulder. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to punch the air from my lungs. And he’s fucking me harder now, faster, the sounds of slapping flesh echoing around the alcove, and shit, I think that breathy, moaning noise is coming from me.

A strong hand plunges into my hair. Yanks my head to the side, and then his mouth is on my throat, teeth grazing the skin, breath hot and lips possessive.

“Mine.” His cock slams home and I bounce in his arms. So undignified, but something about it makes sparks race under my skin. “You’re mine, Mia. My bride. My world. This is the only cock for you, you hear? Your first and only.”

Even pounded against the rock face, I manage to roll my eyes.

“Mia,” Leo snaps, and I grab two fistfuls of his hair, twisting the strands. Giving as good as I get.

“Fine.” As if I’d want it any other way. “And this is it for you too, Palladino. You ever look at another woman, I’ll make your life hell.”

Leo tosses his head back and laughs, brassy and loud, like the thought of him straying is the funniest thing he’s heard all day.

I suppose it is. The idea of either of us wanting someone else is ridiculous.

How could we? We’re both downright obsessed with each other.

Leo pushes me over the edge with his teeth bared and his thumb on my clit. His cock sawing deep inside me, and mania in his brown eyes.

I know how he feels, because I feel it too. Those shadows inside me. These dark needs. And I come with my nails sinking into his shoulders, with my pussy clamping down on his cock. Shivers and sparks chase each other through my bloodstream, and I groan between my teeth. Flashing hot all over, my ears ringing.

Leo flattens me to the rock, emptying inside me with a bellow.

The breeze shifts his dark curls. I blink up at the sky, blissed out and hazy. His spend trickles down my thigh.

“So.” Several long moments later, Leo withdraws with a hiss, setting me down on wobbly legs. “Showers, yes? Let’s rent a room for the night. Then we can decide where to go next.”

We. Us. It’s all about the two of us with him, and I love it. I’ve never been part of a real team before.

And watching the ex-kingpin pick up my leggings, brushing off the sand, my heart feels too big for my body.

I love him so much, I almost can’t stand it. It’s no joke, this obsession thing.

Leo

Five years later

I chase her down the paved garden paths, heart thumping, past rocky flowerbeds and trickling water features. The evening sun beats down on my neck, and I can’t stop grinning.

This is our favorite game. I chase this girl for hours sometimes, for as long as she wants to play, jogging slowly, beaming wide at her squeals.

I let my quarry win all the way to the edge of the pool, and then I snatch her up, cradling her wriggling body against my chest.

“He caught you,” Mia calls from a sun lounger, shading her eyes with one hand. A book lays forgotten in her lap, and I stare at her bare legs with shameless hunger. “He caught you fair and square.”

Our daughter keeps kicking, squealing with laughter. “No! No, he didn’t!”

I stroll over to stand above my wife, barely out of breath, and present our wriggling daughter in outstretched arms. “I have a gift for you. She’s a little liar.”

Our child cackles, unrepentant.

Mia snorts and accepts the writhing bundle. Our daughter is growing fast—she’s big enough now that Mia goesoofat the weight settling in her lap. “Thanks for nothing.”

She’s joking. Mia is a devoted mother and wife, but then I always knew she would be. She turns her considerable talents on everything she does.

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