28. Austin

CHAPTER 28

AUSTIN

The very smug grin I wore bordered on obnoxious as I stood in front of Greer's sister. The look on her face showed maybe she fucking got the message he'd been trying to send to her from the beginning.

"I'm sorry," she whispered as my husband hugged her.

"I know you are, Kat. But you can't control everything."

She pulled back and looked at Greer. "Did you do this because of me? Did you jump into a marriage because I brought them?" She gestured toward the window where her friends sat observing us like fish in an aquarium.

"No," we both said, simultaneously.

My husband looked at me with all the love and adoration I felt for him. "We've loved each other for a very long time, Katherine. But the time wasn't right."

"But Sabrina..."

"...is a wonderful woman, but she knew I didn't love her that way before we got married. I needed to try to move on. He was only twenty-two and heading to the Navy. She needed her parents off her back and didn't love me that way, either. Like I told you, we were always better off as friends."

She nodded, then wiped her eyes. "But the baby."

"Wasn't meant to be," he said softly, the heartbreak clear in his words. "If the baby had lived, we still would have eventually divorced and shared custody."

Katherine looked over at me. "I suppose I owe you an apology."

I smiled. "For what? Trying to set my husband up on two dates?"

She sighed. "You're going to be a smartass, aren't you?"

I laughed and reached for her. "What kind of brother-in-law would I be if I wasn't? Besides, I know you love him. Just try to remember that I do, too."

Katherine patted my shoulder. "Okay, Allen. I'll try."

We all laughed at her failed attempt to push my buttons. There was no way a five-foot-five dynamo was going to steal my happiness. Nothing could, except for one little niggling fact I hadn't shared with Greer yet, but I'd do that when we got home.

"We'd like to keep our marriage a secret until after the wedding. We don't want to take any attention away from Elizabeth and Daniel."

Katherine nodded and wiped at her eyes again as she pulled away. "Okay, I agree. But you know she'll be very happy for you. You're her favorite uncle."

I smiled at her when she side-eyed me warily.

"You better go call off the dating game out there, sis," I said to her. "Or I can do it for you."

"No," she said, walking away toward the door. "I'll handle it. You two just go... do whatever. The rehearsal is at six, then dinner afterward."

I picked up the brown envelope and took Greer's hand, pulling him toward the stairs. "Great! Then we'll be upstairs for a while. We need to work out."

She stopped and turned to look over her shoulder, the area between her eyes pinched together. "But the gym is downstairs."

I nodded. "Yeah, I know. But we need to stretch out first. We wouldn't want to pull a muscle." I wiggled my brows at her.

Katherine's eyes rolled up into her hairline, then fell closed as she let out a heavy sigh. She shook her head, then returned to the veranda. It was going to be so much fun torturing her, because where I came from, paybacks were hell.

Taking the stairs two at a time, I needed to get him alone in our bedroom as soon as possible. My insatiable need for my husband was never-ending.

When the door closed behind us, I dropped the envelope to the floor and pressed my husband to the door. I ravaged his mouth as his cock thickened along mine. I widened my stance and rubbed myself all over him.

Greer pulled back to breathe as I kissed down his neck, biting and licking the pain away. "Clothes. Off."

He tugged at my shirt, then shoved his hands inside the back of my shorts, squeezing my ass cheeks. My husband was as strong as I was and had me moving off the door toward the bed. When my calves hit the edge of the mattress, he withdrew his hands from my pants and shoved me onto the bed.

"Damn, I love you," I said as I fell to my back.

"And I love you," he said, tugging at the button on my shorts. "Take off your shirt. It's time I tasted you, just like you did me."

"Yes, sir," I said, undressing as quickly as possible. Greer took a step back and marveled at what must have been my cartoon-like effort to undress. He slowly peeled his shirt off, never letting his gaze drop from mine.

He tossed it to the floor while I flung my shorts across the room, leaving me hard and leaking in the barely there mesh underwear I wore. "Leave those on. I wanna fuck you in them."

He made me feel all kinds of sexy as he slowly stripped in front of me.

I sat up and reached out to help him, but he took a step back. "If you touch me, it will all be over."

I whined, then fell back, pressing against the head of my dick that was protruding from under the waistband. "Then hurry the fuck up. You're killing me here,"

"Patience, sweetheart. Haven't you ever heard good things come to those who wait?"

I groaned and pushed down harder. "I think I've waited long enough, don't you?"

Greer sucked in his bottom lip between his teeth as I watched his shorts fall to the floor. No underwear to slow things down. He licked his palm, then wrapped his hand around his cock. I marveled at how easily my husband stroked himself while watching me die from a hard-on.

"Maybe I'll buy you something like a cock cage for that thing."

My eyes widened as my heart tried to beat out of my chest. Patience was not my virtue when it came to him. "Would you just get the fuck over here?"

He stepped forward and leaned over the bed. Lowering his mouth to my dick, he licked at the head, still trapped beneath the nylon prison. And when he ran the soft whiskers of his beard over the sensitive skin, I just about lost it.

"Fucking hell," I moaned, sifting my hands through his hair. "Suck it already."

He chuckled, then finally took pity on me. Curling his fingers in the waistband, he slowly drug them down, setting my cock free.

"Thank fuck," I moaned as he took me in hand, then closed his lips around the softest skin on my body. He sucked gently as he kissed my cock, and right before I was ready to explode, he pulled his mouth away and stood up. Grasping behind my knees, he pulled my legs up and back, and I knew what he was about to do.

"Baby, are you sure?"

"Fucking positive," he growled before dropping to his knees and spreading me open. "Hold your legs for me, please."

I obeyed my well-mannered, polite husband as he dove in and devoured me. The first swipe of his tongue electrified every nerve ending. I moaned and bore down to open myself to him, but Greer took his sweet time exploring me.

Greer ran his heavily stubbled chin over my hole, then over my taint and balls. His words were whispered and reverent. "You taste... you taste like...mine," he sighed, before giving me one last lick.

My eyes were slammed shut as I got lost in pleasure before the absence of his touch slowly registered in my dopamine-drenched brain. Greer bathed me in love and desire, but wasted no time running his fingertip over my leaking dick, collecting my pre-cum.

Wrenching my eyes open to check on him, I watched as he ran that finger over my hole, then took hold of his cock and added his fluid to the mix. I didn't know where he started and I ended, but when he pushed inside me, we were one, connected mentally, emotionally, physically, and spiritually.

"Hold on, my love," he groaned, as he seated himself to the hilt. We breathed in each other's air and looked into one another's eyes as he slowly took me apart. And when we fell over the edge while looking at one another, I'd never felt so complete in my life.

A tear slid down the side of my face as I gazed at him, lovesick and happy. "I love you so fucking much."

"And I love you, my love," he whispered against my lips, then pressed his mouth to mine.

We lounged around naked in our bed for a while, before we got up and showered. I got on my knees and ate his ass before sucking him off. Greer moaned and held on to the towel bar when he went weak in the knees. Didn't he know I'd never let go of him?

As we descended a couple of hours later, hand in hand, we'd decided not to take off our rings ever again. The attention was on Elizabeth and Daniel, and if we didn't draw attention to ourselves, then we'd be fine.

"Uncle Greer! There you are!" she said, bounding over to us. "Where have you been?"

He looked at her and then at me. I shrugged one shoulder, then nodded. I knew what he wanted to do, but only if he couldn't get out of it.

"Sweetheart," he said to her. "We've been around, you know, here and there. I took Austin to experience the hot springs."

Her eyes widened when she looked at me. "They're fantastic, aren't they?"

I nodded. "I've been all over the world, but it was the best experience of my life."

"Did you see the monkeys? They are so adorable. And the flowers!"

I smiled as Greer chuckled. "Yes, they were incredible. He showed me the shampoo plant."

Daniel walked up and wrapped his arm around his girl. "Hey, babe, the minister is here and wanted to meet us."

"Oh okay," she said, then turned to us. "I want to talk more. Greer says you're a scuba diver from your time in the SEALS. There's a cool protected reef we can scuba."

"Sounds good," I said, wrapping my arm around my husband. "Let's talk after dinner. I'll tell you about the nurse shark that wouldn't leave me alone in the Great Barrier Reef."

Her eyes widened. "No way! Okay, after dinner."

Daniel pulled her away as Greer hugged me. "Seems like you're a hit with your new niece."

"New niece? What new niece?" Fisher asked from behind us. "And why are you two wearing rings?"

Leave it to his precocious nephew to spot them.

"Hey, Fish. Uhh," he stumbled before I took over.

"Dude," I said, looking around. "Can you keep a secret?"

Fisher's eyes widened as a grin took over his face. "Yeah. No problem."

"Good, because I know thirty ways to kill a person and make it look like an accident," I teased, watching all the color drain from his face.

"God damn, Austin," Greer laughed, turning to his nephew. "Fish, he's kidding. He was a SEAL."

The teenager's head bobbed up and down as he eyed me warily. I couldn't have him scared of me.

"Look man, I'm teasing." I looked around again to make sure we were alone before I told him. "We got married yesterday, but we're keeping quiet because we don't want to steal the spotlight from your sister. And if you can help us out, I'll go surfing with you tomorrow morning."

The kid's eyes lit up. "Gnarly, dude. Congratulations! When I saw you two looking all moony-eyed and sucking face, I thought something might be going on."

Greer laughed and put his hand on his nephew's shoulder. "Thanks, Fish. We're really happy."

He snorted. "Duh. It's obs, Unc."

I liked that kid. A lot.

"So, do we have a deal?" I asked, holding out my hand to shake.

Fisher reached for mine with a grin. "Deal. Semper Fi, dude," he added before walking away.

I laughed and shook my head as he loped out onto the veranda. "Should we tell him that's a Marine motto, not Navy?"

Greer's smile was breathtaking. "Someday, but I don't think it matters. He's got our back."