“We are lucky sons of bitches,” I breathed.
“That we are,” said Connor.
Mason let out a soft “Amen,” and Cain nodded.
“Fuck yeah, we are.” He lifted his beer in a toast. “Here’s to not fucking it all up.”
“To protecting our women and children,” Conn added. “And not annoying them too much in the process.”
“Hear, hear.” Mason said, and I could swear there was a shine in his eyes, the old softy. “Here’s to living up to them. Or as close as we can get.”
I was last to speak.
“Until our last breath,” I said reverently.
They all nodded solemnly and we clinked our drinks together.
In the end, I just couldn’t bear to tear her away. We stayed for exactly two hours and thirty-seven minutes after dinner. I knew because I was checking my watch every three minutes or so. I had her in the elevator at 11:23 precisely.
Parker was breathless, exquisite, and glowing with happiness as the elevator doors closed behind us, leaving us alone. Alone, at long last. I crowded her against the wall, dipping my lips down to kiss her beautiful face.
“Oh . . .” She sighed as I trailed kisses down her neck to her collarbone. “Oh, Shane. We’re really married!”
“Hmm . . . yes, we are,” I murmured as I lifted her thigh and pressed myself against her. “I want you so fucking bad, woman.”
I kissed her lips, driving my tongue inside. It wasn’t a casual alone-in-the-elevator-kiss. It was a sex kiss. A possessive sex kiss.
Because Parker was mine, once and for all.
I tugged on her straps, and she squealed, shooing me away.
“Shane! Wait until we get to the room!”
I growled and yanked her against me.
“I don’t want to wait.”
She laughed at me, swatting my arm. Luckily, the elevator doors chose that moment to open. I hoisted her over my shoulder and practically ran down the hall to our suite.
The keycard was in the door. I opened the door and carried her over the threshold. I kicked the door shut and put her down on her feet against it.
Then I dropped to my knees and lifted her skirt.
“Shane!” She squealed as I disappeared under her dress.
“Hmmph . . . fuck, your pussy looks so hot,” I murmured, kissing the sexy white lace panties. I let my fingers trail over her garters and silk stockings.
“Shouldn’t we . . . get undressed?” she asked breathlessly. I answered No and started licking her pussy through those lacy white panties. She gasped and pulled her fingers through my hair. I finally got impatient and tugged her panties aside so I could lick her gorgeous bare pussy.
“Fuck, that’s so good.”
“Shane!”
I grinned and licked her pussy up and down, pausing to tease her clit. I knew I was going to bust a nut if I didn’t get on with the main event. I had to have her. Now.
“I can’t wait, baby.” I groaned as I stood, freeing my cock from my pants and rubbing it against her.
“Yes,” she breathed. “I don’t want to wait either.”
I bent my knees, notching my cock inside her. Then I stood up, lifting her thighs until her weight pushed her all the way down on my cock.
We were both still completely dressed from the ceremony.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, my God,” I hissed as I was enveloped in her tight wet heat. I lifted and lowered her on my cock, staring down at my beautiful wife. Yes, this was rough and dirty, but I couldn’t help myself. I’d spend the rest of the night making sweet love to her. For now, this was what we both seemed to need.
I was careful not to hurt her as I fucked my beautiful wife with everything I had. We were starting to make enough noise against the door that I realized people could hear us.
Whoops.
“Hmmph . . . fuck, bed. We need bed.”
She nodded vigorously as I carried my bride through the suite, looking for a soft landing, still impaled on my cock. The couch was the first thing I saw. I carefully bent until her ass was on the leather.
“Lie back,” I instructed as I twisted, lying on top of her. My cock was still all the way inside her, like a heat-seeking missile that refused to go off target. She stretched out, and I was on top, grabbing one thigh and lifting it so I could control the depth of my thrusts.
I couldn’t slow down now. I was at full-throttle, my hips circling like a piston inside an engine. An engine that was about to blow.
“Urgh . . .” I groaned as I felt her start to come. “That’s it. Come for me.”
My cock jerked as my seed shot up and out. I hissed in pleasure as I thrust wildly, my come emptying into her at a record pace. I’d never come that hard, or that much, in my entire fucking life.