Page 10 of Crazy Fluffing Love


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Once the climax train started to leave the station, I could hardly keep my body upright through the powerful waves of pleasure consuming my body.

And the way I shouted my enjoyment pushed my husband over the edge.

Thatch growled a sexy fucking growl, gripped my hips, and thrust his dick inside me, sliding in and out of my clenching and throbbing pussy as he finished himself off.

Holy hell. That was good.

“Shit, Cass,” he muttered and lay back on the bed, bringing my body with his so that I was sprawled out across his chest. “You fuck me so good.”

I grinned up at him through relaxed, just-had-a-fantastic-orgasm eyes.

Besides the sounds of our panting breaths slowing down, silence filled the room.

And it was nice. Peaceful, even.

But it didn’t last long.

“Wait…were you telling me something about our honeymoon?” Thatch eventually asked, reaching down to lift up my chin so my eyes met his again.

I nodded and rested my chin on his chest. “I planned it.”

“Yeah?”

“Uh-huh.” I nodded. “We leave soon.”

That took him aback. “Leave soon? What are you talking about?”

I pressed a kiss to his lips and hopped off the bed. “We have to be at the airport in three hours.”

Thatch shot up in bed, his body straight as an arrow.“What?”

“Our honeymoon starts today, Thatcher!” I called over my shoulder as I stepped into our walk-in closet and grabbed his favorite leather duffel.

“Cass, it’s Friday,” he responded. “I have meetings. I have work. I have—”

“You have to cancel it all,” I cut him off as I strode back into our bedroom and tossed his duffel right as his head. “We’re going to be gone for seven days, so plan accordingly when you set up whatever you need to as far as coverage at the office.”

He caught the bag on a shocked laugh.

“Pack your shit, T. It’s honeymoon time!”

“Cass, not gonna lie, when I told you to plan our honeymoon the other night, I thought you were going to plan something for after the baby is born…”

Afterthe baby was born?Pfft. Yeah, right. I’d be a mom then, and I’d have to do mom things. If our honeymoon was going to happen, it needed to happen right now.

When I dragged my suitcase out of our closet and started throwing clothes into it, he asked, “Wait. You’re really serious, aren’t you?”

“Like I said, pack your shit, T-bag. It’s honeymoon time!”

“Where are we even going?” he questioned as he slid his sexy fucking body out of bed.

“Some place really fantastic and that will meet all our wild and crazy honeymoon needs.”

“Which is where, exactly?”

I winked at him. “You’ll find out when we get there.”

“Did you call Billy and arrange a flight?” he asked, still trying to put the puzzle pieces together like we were a game of Clue, for fluff’s sake.

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