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A DirtyVow
CHAPTERONE
Jesse
The fire bathedKatie’s face in lapping, golden light. She was sitting right beside me and she was so fucking beautiful, with her creamy skin and her sweet features and her dark hair… she laughed at something Zane said, and my stomachtwirled.
Butterflies. The girl actually gave mebutterflies.
As she raised her champagne glass to her lips, gazing into the fire, I glimpsed the platinum wedding band I’d slipped onto her finger earlier this evening; it glinted in the dark, reflecting the flames, and it gave me a total rush. That shiny band now marked Katie Bloom as married. Asmine.
And that shit was making mehard.
Her cheeks and the tip of her nose were rosy; it was cold out, but that flush might’ve been from the booze. She was definitely a little drunk, but it was a cute drunk. She’d been pacing herself throughout the night. I’d made sure of that. Because sometimes when Katie got too drunk, she couldn’t come, and that wouldn’t fuckingdo.
Not on our weddingnight.
Not when I was desperate to watch her come; tofeelhercome.
Severaltimes.
She caught me perving on her and smiled. Her big blue-green eyes widened in the firelight—and that sweetly surprised look went straight to my cock. Just like it alwaysdid.
Didn’t exactly help matters that she hadn’t let me fuck her in two long, achingdays.
Save it for our wedding night, she’d said, fending off my wandering hands as we arrived here at the resort, on the morning of the wedding rehearsal.It will be better if wewait.
Which sounded like a nice idea at the time. Romantic.Hot.
But that was yesterday. Before she proceeded to dance with me, flirt with me, make out with me at her stagette party—in a super-thin bikini top and minuscule cut-offs—then make me sleep in a separatebed.
Today, she danced with me again, flirted with me some more, married me in a jaw-dropping-gorgeous dress, and at the reception, let me peel off her garter with my tongue. Without everoncegiving my aching dick so much as a pitystroke.
If I’d known by “wedding night” she actually meant almost dawn the next morning, I would’ve screwed her senseless every step of theway.
Because fuckwaiting.
I held her gaze, sipping my beer, my tongue playing idly with the neck of the bottle, thinking about all the shit I was gonna do to her the second I got her alone… until her smile melted into something else, her teeth catching on her plump bottomlip.
Then my gaze slid deliberately south… to the hint of cleavage and that alluring dip between her breasts, bared by her half-unzipped, down-filled jacket… to her sexy, curvy legs, crossed, in her tight jeans…. to her furry boots. They were new, and I hadn’t fucked her in themyet.
I was gonna have to remedy that.Soon.
“Jesus Christ. Quit eye-fucking your bride and go do italready.”
I glanced at Zane, my lead singer and one of my groomsmen. I had to kind of blink him into focus, I was so cross-eyed withlust.
He was sitting on Katie’s other side, a dirty, cocky smirk on his face. It was the one he usually used on women he was planning to fuck. Since he was using it onmeright now, it was meant to piss me off—since his arm was around mywife.
“You know, you’re married now,” he went on, his fingertips grazing Katie’s shoulder. “It’s not a sin anymore.” The touch was so light she probably didn’t even feel it through her puffy jacket. But it wasn’t meant for her. It was meant for me, because this was how Zane entertained himself when my woman was around. “Unless you’re waiting on somepointers…?”
“Zane, don’t tease,” Katie scolded him, but she was still smiling too. She liked my friends; I liked that. She even put up with Zane’s flirting, which was both cool andannoying.
“Yeah, man. The fuck are you waiting for?” Dylan chimed in. My drummer was now grinning at me across thefire.
Notgood.
Zane and Dylan ganging up on me was never good. And unlike Zane, Dylan rarely busted my balls when it came to Katie… which clearly meant that us newlyweds were wearing out our welcome at thefire.
