Chapter 15

15

WES

S utton’s body was exquisite. Miles of creamy skin, perky breasts, and a round ass accentuated by the fact she still wore her silver heels. Her breasts were more than a handful, and her hard nipples were begging for my attention. I couldn’t believe she was here. That she was my wife.

I loved that she’d gone all-in with the wedding, the celebration, the dress, and even her sexy lingerie. We could easily have gotten married in the courthouse.

My fingers hovered over the lace material between her thighs. She was trembling, her body naturally arching into me.

“Are you sure you want this?”

Sutton whimpered. She fucking whimpered. I’d bet anything she was aching for more, for me to make her feel better.

“You want me to touch you here?” I patted the lace between her legs, then groaned when I discovered it was already damp.

She nodded, her eyes wild with desire .

“Is this for me?” I couldn’t wait to sink my finger into her sleek heat.

Her teeth sunk into her lip. Then she whispered, “Yes.”

With one hand gripping her hip, I dropped my head slightly so I could kiss, lick, and suck on the skin of her neck and shoulder. Her arm came around my neck, and she pulled me against her, trapping my free hand between her thighs. “Please, Wes. I need you.”

That confession unleashed something inside me. I didn’t doubt that she wanted me. We’d discussed this in the truck, and we were friends first. We respected and trusted each other. Who better than to give into these feelings with?

My finger slid under the material, seeking her sweet heat. “You’re so wet.”

“It’s all for you.” Her body swayed slightly as I used one, then two fingers to ease inside of her. I held her in place with the hand on her hip.

I kissed her while my fingers continued to move inside her.

She whimpered into my mouth, her hands, searching for purchase, finally settling on the lapels of my jacket. I wanted her to come hard before I removed my clothing and thought about my needs.

“Wes,” Sutton said as if she was desperate to come, and I was just as desperate to see her fall apart.

My thumb found her clit, and her head fell back. “Oh, my god.”

“It’s Wes, baby.”

Her eyes were clouded with desire, her body trembling from need.

“Let go.” I bit her shoulder lightly, and she finally squeezed my fingers, her entire body spasming.

I soothed the bite with my tongue and pulled back slightly so I could see the aftermath. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes a little wild. I’d never seen anything or anyone more beautiful.

I lifted her so her legs wrapped around my waist, and I lowered her to the bed. I knew the stiffness of the suit was abrading her skin in the best way possible. I wanted to drive her crazy tonight, build her up, then make her fall apart, over and over again.

I leaned down to lick her nipple, then suck it. I couldn’t believe I waited this long to touch her breasts, to suck her tits. Her body was my playground.

She wiggled her panties off and threw them to the side, leaving her gorgeous body on display.

Nothing existed outside of this room. Not our families, our friends, or even the ultimatum. Mrs. Rosesmith might have forced the issue, but I knew in my soul this is where we were supposed to end up. Sutton was it for me. The beginning and the end. The past, present, and future. I just had to convince her that we were meant for each other.

But tonight, I only needed to conquer her body.

“I want to see you,” Sutton urged softly.

I eased back on my haunches, shrugging the jacket off my shoulders. Then she lifted up onto her knees, unbuttoning my shirt the same way I’d done her dress.

I stopped her with a hand on her wrist. “Are you sure about this?”

Her lips curved. “I’m positive about us.”

I kissed her, wanting to get lost in her as her fingers stilled. “I thought you wanted me naked.”

She gave me a smile. “You’re distracting me.”

I tweaked her nipple, and the smile slid off her face. I cupped her breasts, feeling the weight, the softness, my thumbs brushing over her nipples .

“I can’t think when you do that.”

“That’s the idea.” We weren’t supposed to think or question anything tonight. “Just feel.”

Her eyes shuddered, and her head fell back again as I sucked on her nipples, my hands gripping her ass and pressing her against my hardness. Needing to feel all of her, I lifted her to straddle my waist, wishing I’d allowed her to remove my clothing.

“I want to feel you inside of me.”

That was all it took for me to set her aside and shuck off my clothes. I reached into my wallet for a condom, and she said, “Do we need one? I’m clean and on the Pill.”

I tossed the wrapper across the room. “I’m clean too.”

She crooked her finger at me.

When I moved between her legs again, her arms came around me, her fingers brushing over the muscles of my back. “I trust you, and I want to feel all of you.”

She arched so that my cock nestled into her folds.

It felt like coming home. Like this is what we were always meant to do. The tip eased inside, surprising both of us, and we stilled.

“There’s no going back.” Our friendship could be in jeopardy, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. But if she did, I’d stop. I’d do whatever she wanted me to do.

She gripped my ass and pulled me into her. “This is what I want.”

“Fuck. You’re like heaven.” I don’t think I’d ever felt that way before. There was no better word for the sensation of being inside Sutton. My best friend. My lover. My wife.

“Sex with my husband feels so much better than anything else.”

I cocked a brow, stilling inside her, even though every muscle in my body strained to keep moving. “Is that the reason, or is it me?”

She bit her lip, then said, “It’s you.”

I braced my hands on either side of her, using my hips to move in and out. Her walls gripped me like a vice. Her heat encased me. I never wanted this to end. But the tingle started at the base of my spine and threatened to overcome my restraint.

I was barely holding on. I reached down to touch her clit, and she jerked underneath me, crying out.

“That’s it, baby. Let go.”

I lowered my forehead to hers as I let the orgasm rush through me. I thrust deep. I closed my eyes against the realization that I’d slept with my best friend, and she’d wanted me as much as I wanted her.

It was like every moment in our lives led to this one. My chest filled with emotion I couldn’t describe and I wouldn’t share with Sutton. Not yet.

“That was—” Her hand brushed down my back.

“Amazing. Earth shattering.” I eased to the side so I wouldn’t crush her, my body still pressed against hers.

“More than I expected. You’d think sleeping with your best friend would be a letdown.” Sutton’s eyes were filled with awe.

I kissed her shoulder. “Not when you have chemistry like we do.”

“I didn’t know.” She looked almost pained by her admission.

I’d always hoped. “And now we do.”

“I’d ask where we go from here. But we’re already married.” She laughed softly.

“We take it one day at a time.” I wasn’t going to push any of my thoughts and hopes onto her. She needed to figure things out in her own time.

When Sutton went to the bathroom, I lifted the silver cover on the tray I’d asked to be delivered to the room earlier.

I set it aside to fill the wine glasses with a dessert wine when the bathroom door opened.

Sutton came out, her hair around her shoulders, still naked and looking more delicious than the food I’d ordered. “Chocolate-covered strawberries?”

“I thought you might want dessert?” I bit into the end of one, savoring the sweetness of the chocolate as she moved toward me, her eyes filled with undisguised lust.

Her hand encircled the base of my cock at the same time I lowered the strawberry for her to get a taste.

“Delicious,” she said as she lowered to her knees, fisting my cock before licking the head.

My head felt light. “I didn’t expect this.”

My wife was on her knees sucking my cock. Her eyes were on mine as she hollowed her cheeks and took me inside her mouth. It was sexy as hell. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

There was something inherently erotic in a woman on her knees. Especially this one. We were friends. How could our chemistry be this out of control, and we’d ignored it or avoided it for years?

When her teeth lightly scraped my skin, it knocked all of the questions out of my head. I hauled her up and onto the bed. Before I moved to join her, I grabbed another strawberry and a glass of the wine. “I want to feast on you.”

“Yes, please,” she said as I lowered the strawberry over her mouth, and she licked it before taking a delicate bite.

I popped the rest into my mouth before pouring the wine over her breasts, her hard nipples, down her stomach, and between her legs. If I didn’t want it to be messy, I was going to have to get to work.

I moved between her legs, lifting her ass so I could drink the juices there. I wanted to treat all of her body with the same deference, so I licked the wine as I went.

“How does it taste?”

I lifted my head slightly to say, “It’s the perfect combination of sweet and refreshing.”

When I moved to her breasts, her fingers tangled in the hair at the base of my neck as she held me there. By the time she was clean, she was writhing underneath me.

“You want me again?” I asked her, my voice hoarse.

“Yes.” Her body arched up as if searching for me.

Not needing to grab a condom, I settled onto my knees, nudging my cock against her entrance. I’d never get tired of this. Sutton was more gorgeous than I’d ever imagined, spread out on the bed, ripe, for me to take.

I entered her in one stroke, tearing a moan from deep in her throat.

“You feel so good.”

I moved to brace my hands on either side of her head as I eased back, then plunged deep. “Like nothing I’ve ever felt before.”

“Yes,” Sutton agreed as her hands wandered over my biceps, my pecs, then lower to my abs. Every inch of my skin craved her touch and attention.

She was the chocolate-covered dessert, the fine wine. She got better each time I tasted her.

But this time I wanted to see her; I rolled us so that she straddled my hips.

I cupped her breasts. I knew I’d never get enough of seeing her naked body .

She slowly lifted, then lowered herself, taking me at her own pace. I’d given up control in this position so I could watch her undulate over me.

The sight was intoxicating even as she moved at a tortuously slow pace. I shifted my hands from her breasts to her hips to increase the pace.

She leaned over me, probably to feel the friction of her body against mine and to engage her clit. Then she was shaking over me, her head falling to my shoulder.

I gripped her tightly as I thrust once deeper, then curled up so I could hold her tight as the tremors rolled through me. When I finally released into her body, I was lightheaded.

It was amazing to be able to feel everything without a barrier between us. It seemed fitting that this was the only woman I’d ever experienced this with.

I held her as her breathing evened out, her body draped over mine like a rag doll. I lowered her to the bed, climbing out so I could grab a washcloth. I had a feeling she didn’t want to move.

When I was done, I tossed the washcloth aside and gathered her into my arms.

Her fingers traced patterns on my chest. “We didn’t plan a honeymoon.”

“I took a few days off so we can do whatever we want.”

“Can you take me hiking or out on the water? I want to do things you enjoy with you. And it’s supposed to be fairly warm the next few days.”

My mind was running rampant with theories of why she wanted to do this now. I had no way of knowing if they were true. But I wanted them to be. “We can hike, go fishing, paddleboarding, kayaking, whatever you want to do.”

She smiled. “All of it. ”

“Why not?” We had a few days to get used to being married before we had to face the world again. And we’d need every minute of it to convince her family this was real.

I had a feeling I was going to go overboard and have trouble convincing myself this was fake.

“The day was perfect. It almost felt real.”

“I had the same thought.” The only issue was that we were playing pretend in a sense. I hadn’t been honest with her about my feelings. I had no idea where her head was at when it came to me. I wasn’t any closer to figuring any of it out. I just wanted to enjoy this time with her and hoped it would be enough.

A life without her was unimaginable. And living with her, sleeping with her, was only going to highlight all the reasons why I’d always wanted her. I couldn’t even think about the possibility that she didn’t feel the same.

“You think we convinced my grandma it was real?”

“Mmm. She seemed pleased with the wedding and us.” I couldn’t figure her out, but then again, I didn’t know her well. Why force your grandchild to get married? Was it about control or something else? She knew how badly Sutton wanted to preserve the estate. Why make her jump through hoops to get it?

She had to know her daughter and her husband just wanted the cash and had no interest in keeping the house or the heirlooms inside of it.

“I should tell you something.”

“What?” I shifted so that I could see her face more easily. I’d turned off the light the second time I’d gone to the bathroom, and only the moon seeped through the curtains.

“Remember that blog I started about the history of the house and my family?”

I yawned. “Of course. ”

“It’s kind of turned into a thing.”

“Okay.” I drew the word out, not sure where she was going with this.

“It’s grown so big; I’ve been able to monetize it.”

I shifted to see her face better. “That’s great, but why are you telling me this now?”

“I haven’t talked about it much because I didn’t think it would turn into anything. I wasn’t sure young people cared about history and artifacts, but they do. They love the tours I take of the house and the grounds, and the more in-depth videos I do about a particular item and the history.”

I rubbed her shoulder. “That’s great. Isn’t that what you wanted? To share the history of the house and your family?

“It’s more than I imagined when I started out. Lately, I’ve been sharing videos about the wedding: dress shopping, the decorating for the ceremony and the reception, picking out flowers.”

“Okay.” I wasn’t sure why she was telling me this.

“I even posted a snippet from the wedding.”

“Are you asking if I’m okay with a video of us posted online?”

“My followers loved it more than anything else I’ve ever done, and I have a feeling if I decide to host more weddings, that could become part of what I share, alongside the history elements.”

“That sounds good to me.”

“The thing is my followers are asking for more of you. They want me to introduce you and share a bit about you.”

I chuckled. “I doubt they want to hear from me. I couldn’t be more boring.”

“What if we did it over the next few days while you’re in your element? They can get to know you while we fish or go kayaking or whatever.” When I remained silent, she continued, “ We don’t have to. It’s just an idea. I mean, them not meeting you is creating almost a frenzy. So that’s an angle I could use too.”

“As long as it’s not when I’m at work. I still think they’ll be bored.”

“I don’t think you see yourself clearly.”

“What’s there to see?” I was the responsible older brother, but not the eldest, who helped Teddy keep the family together after Mom died. I wasn’t in charge. I was his wingman. The peacemaker. The go-between between my other siblings and Teddy.

I took a job in law enforcement because it was what Teddy did, and my dad was proud of him. I only deviated into working for the Department of Natural Resources because I loved the outdoors. I was happy, content even if I didn’t think about how much better it could be with Sutton by my side.

“You’re basically a mountain man. You work in the outdoors, you hike and fish, and you’re in law enforcement? You’re hot. My viewers are going to love you.”

“So I’m a fantasy, is that it?” I asked, not quite believing it but loving that she saw me that way.

“You’re every woman’s fantasy. Except for the ones that prefer a suit, and I don’t know many of them.”

“Good riddance to those women,” I joked, even as she smacked me.

She leaned on her elbow so she could see my face. “Are you sure you’re okay with it?”

I touched her hair, tenderness for her and her dreams overtaking any doubts I might have. “If you think it would help, I’m all for it.”

She smiled wide, and I knew I’d do whatever it took to keep that smile on her face—forever.