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“Ugh, this is getting TMI,” Colt said.
I turned toward them. “Knock off early if you want, guys. I’ve got to take my man home and—”
Beckett slapped a hand over my mouth, muffling my comment about filling more holes. Probably for the best. Colt didn’t look ready for gay sex jokes. I’d have to save my best material for Miles and Jake at Glazed Holes. Now those men could always appreciate a dirty sense of humor.
It didn’t take long for Logan and Colt to scatter once I’d set them free, and I linked hands with Beckett as we headed for our pickup, raising our arms so I could press kisses to his knuckles every couple of steps and admire the functional silicone rings he’d picked out for us.
It was just like Beckett to be incredibly sweet while also being practical. He balanced me out so incredibly well. I was the more spontaneous one of the two of us, but that was what made it so special that he went along with some of my crazier impulses. Because Beckett thought about it first, then decided to go along with it anyway.
Which got me thinking…
“I love that you proposed today, but I’m also glad we got married in Vegas,” I said. “Without that step, we might never have gotten past the barriers that kept us apart. That wild, impulsive marriage gave me permission to feel all the love I had for you, the love I’d been fighting for months, if not years. And I wouldn’t give that up for anything.”
“I was wrong,” he said. “You’re terribly romantic.”
I grinned. “I did tell you I was. Now, let me take you home and show you exactly how glad I am you wanted to marry me, both then and now.”
* * *
BECKETT
“We should get ready for trivia.”
“Mmm.” Wes nuzzled into my neck, nibbling. “Or we could stay in bed…”
I laughed, pushing his hand away when it ventured a little too far south. “No! We’ve been in bed all weekend.”
Ever since my proposal, which had been strangely nerve-racking considering we were already married, Wes had spent the better part of two days showing me how very romantic he could be with the filthiest dirty talk I’d ever heard. I was bursting with happiness—andachingjust about everywhere.
“I’m just enjoying myfiancé,” Wes said with a sinfully sexy smile.
“Thought you were my husband.”
“I am, but right now I’m celebrating youaskingme to be your husband.” He brushed his fingers over my abs in a light caress, making me tingle. “Don’t you want me to keep doing that?”
“Y-yes, but…” I trailed off with a breathy sigh when his lips replaced his fingers, tongue sneaking out to tease as my navel. I gripped his hair, not to pull, just to anchor myself, as he ran his stubble prickled between my thighs and his hot breath fanned over my now-throbbing cock. “Wes.”
He chuckled, glancing up at me, eyes full of amusement. “Yes, baby?”
I bit my lower lip. “I promised Fisher we’d take him out.”
He nodded, saying in a serious tone, “So you don’t want me to suck your cock, then.”
I groaned in dismay.Of courseI wanted him to suck my cock. The thought of not getting his hot, commanding mouth on me wasawful.
He started to pull away. “That’s too bad—”
I latched onto his arm. “Wait! I didn’t say to stop.”
He raised an eyebrow. “No? But what about trivia?”
I pulled at him, but he didn’t budge. He wouldn’t until he was good and ready. But I wasn’t above begging. “Please, Wes. We can be quick, right? We’ll only be a few minutes late.”
“You want it quick and dirty, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Sloppy.”
