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“Fuck yeah,” he growls.
I’m not the one to take over. His mouth covers mine with tender savagery. Taking, tangling, slaking all at once.
My body melts into him more. He slants his mouth over mine as his hands move me over his hard dick. His hands slip inside my shorts to cup my bottom. I gasp.
“So fucking wet for me, darling.”
He turns, repositioning us so that I’m pressed against the truck, angled so my shorts are pulled tight against my pussy. The only things separating us are his jeans and the sliver of material of my stretched daisy dukes.
“These little-ass shorts fuck with me every time I see you in them.” His hips pump against me, grinding his hard length against my pliant center.
Our lips press against each other. We pant, our mouths open, our lips touching, our breaths mingling, lost in the heated sensation of him stroking his hard dick against the soaking-wet lips of my pussy.
“Thi,” I cry as he keeps brushing against my clit.
“Let me give you this, darling,” he urges, tasting my lips a little in encouragement.
And he does. Goodness, he does, rubbing right where I need him. His kiss consumes me, taking everything I haven’t already given him, leaving me raw and open to his torment.
Again, I cry out, arching into the incredible sensation of my first orgasm with a man.
“Fuuuuuck,” he growls. I feel a warm gush, realizing he’s coming right with me. “Got me nutting like a fucking boy.”
He presses a kiss to my head, letting my legs drop. His arms loosen a little but still keep me caged in his warmth. He keeps me pressed between him and the truck for a long time.
I feel the cold press of the keys in my palm.
“Go freshen up. Valentine doesn’t need to see you like this.” He kisses me again on my crown.
Taking the keys, I nod, stepping away to do as he says, stopping by my car to get a change of clothes before I head inside to the bathroom.
When I come back outside, he’s already gone.
ChapterFive
Mathias
“Well,this is going to be awkward as fuck.”
I dead eye this motherfucker who’s supposed to be my best friend in the whole wide world as I watch Nikki finally join the wedding party.
“It’s your fault, asshole,” I mutter under my breath, turning away but not soon enough to miss her rising to the tips of her toes to kiss Marcus Sommerland, VI.
“Nope, you can take that up with my beautiful wife and her scary grandmother, but I know you won’t do that because you love Easy too much to upset her about her choice of maid of honor, and I know you like being topside way too much to say anything to Mama-Pete about us having this unnecessary-as-hell wedding in the first place. You’re just going to have to deal, man.” He turns away from the offending sight along with me, clapping me on the shoulder.
“Yeah, I knew that when you asked if I’d stand by you,” I tell him, looking out at the field of the Heirs Property, where all the Loves have their weddings. This is the first time in more than a century a Shelby has set foot on it. Angel laughed when he told me how the elder aunties in the family put protection all around the land when they heard a Shelby was invited and would be his best man. He fully believed I would drop dead and incur some grave misfortune the minute I stepped past the wards. I don’t believe in any of it, but having to see Nikki for the first time in over a year has the same effect. I’m gutted. I can barely look at her. She looks fresh and lovely from her trip with Marcus to Great Britain and Madrid. Rumors were swirling of a secret elopement. If it’s true, neither of them have confirmed it.
For the last year, I’ve watched her gallivanting around with her sister, Kandie, cousins Joi, Summer and occasionally Mimi, and Krie and Easy now that they were all married. Joi and she seem thick as thieves. Not letting that night at The Shack slow them down they’d been regulars there and everywhere else around town and probably in the state. Her social media was full of all the daring things they got up to, sometimes with a blond bastard staring and her like a lovesick swain.
“Oh goodie, everyone is here.” Summer, one of the innumerable Love cousins, claps her hands a couple times to get everyone’s attention. “Let’s go over everything one more time. Nikki is up to speed because I sent her a video of the rehearsal since she just got back in the country. So, let’s do a quick little practice.”
What follows is misery and hell as I have never known. I’ve been lucky to avoid being in any weddings since none of my cousins nor my brother, Ananias, is married. Weddings have never been something I’ve ever enjoyed since in my set they are rarely about the couple but the connections being made.
I knew the moment I saw Nikki walking toward me, my heart would stop. In her face I can see none of the anger and sadness of that night, but she’s always been so good at hiding her true feelings for me. A small smile plays across her face, letting me know she’s forgiven me. I nod, knowing I don’t deserve it. Not after that night. Never after that…
A year ago…
“Why are we here?”
