Valerie laughs but bites her lip. “Is it bad I like the whole tug of war thing they have going on?”
“Not at all.” I notice that Chase is making a beeline for her. “And I don’t think the game is over yet.”
She looks and groans. “Fuck yes.” But then her eyes catch on someone else. “Hold up. Do you need me for maid of honor duty? Because that bitch is giving you a look I don’t like.”
I follow her pointer finger and see Bella. Her eyes are puffy and red, but she’s glaring at me with hatred that should turn me to dust. If only looks could kill. I shrug. “I can handle her. Can you handle three men at once?”
Valerie laughs. “I don’t know, but I’m willing to find out.”
Chase wraps himself around her from behind. “Really? Want us all? Maybe just a taste of what Sophie’s getting tonight?”
Val moans and bites his throat. “You couldn’t handle just a taste.”
God, I love her. But that comment reminds me that I have four men of my own to seduce and things to get done during this reception.
So I find my men and get the DJ to organize the garter toss.
Gunner gives me a wicked smile. “Don’t mind me going up and under your dress.”
“Behave. My dad is right there.”
He winks. As soon as he gets under my dress, he’s being naughty. He licks along the line of my underwear and I have to try to keep my face from revealing exactly what he’s doing. Some people whistle, my dad, narrows his eyes and Gunner rubs my clit through my panties while his teeth threaten my skin, right around the garter.
“Just so you know, Valerie put it on,” I tell the three behind me.
Gunner nips the inside of my leg. I squeal a little, but he reveals himself with the garter between his teeth. He bunches it in his hand. He flicks it over Holden, Roman, and Nick and it sails into Leif’s lap.
Leif stares at it for a moment, arches his eyebrow, and sets it on the table casually. I giggle and see Valerie’s red face since she’s sitting nearly on his lap. She flips Gunner off and he blows her a kiss before pulling me up and kissing me hard.
Danny hands me the bouquet. I look over my shoulder and see Valerie glare at me. There are plenty of women crowded around. I take a deep breath and toss it. There’s a little scuffle, feet moving, and a few squeals.
I see one of Gunner’s sisters has caught it. Her boyfriend scoops her up and kisses her hungrily, happy as can be. The dancing resumes, but Gunner and Nick lead me back to the table. I huff at Gunner. “Meanie.”
“I think you liked it.”
“Not as much as you did,” I grumble.
Nick chuckles and turns my chin to kiss me. I shiver as his tongue slowly teases mine into a dance that I’m familiar with and want more of. I swear, all four of them could kiss me constantly and it wouldn’t be enough. Not for me.
I stroke over his abs and further down. He lets out a soft pant. I like this side of him, the more confident one that doesn’t wait for me to make the first move. He’s normally reserved which I don’t mind, but him being so respectful of my boundaries, and always giving me the option makes me twice as determined to get out of this dress.
I look to Gunner who keeps stroking the inside of my knee, his hot fingers working further and further up my thigh until I catch them. “You already got your fun.”
“It was a two-way tease,” He argues. “Because I know you’re wet and I can’t think about anything else.”
“How about the fact that I’ve been waxed from the shoulders down and I’m all soft and bare?” I nip his earlobe.
“Keep that up and I’ll have to fix this issue of you wearing underwear at all so I can prove it.” He warns.
I giggle and tug both their hands. “Dance with me.”
They groan, frustrated that we’re not going to keep playing, but we dance until we’re dizzy. Valerie steals me, then whispers that she’s not going to make it to cake, she’s too exhausted. But based on her blush, I have a feeling she’s getting into some other kind of trouble. I kiss her cheek and tell her I expect to hear all about it. Danny and Mass make their leave with Nonna in tow.
“I get to have the baby.” She says in Italian, delighted.
I arch an eyebrow at Danny and she gives me a suggestive wink. I laugh as Massimo’s hand wanders down to her ass before he digs his fingers in. She swats at him, but he only squeezes again and jerks her towards him before whispering something in her ear that I’m sure is on the same level as Roman’s level of dirty. Lucky girl.
The only thing left for us to do is cake, and since I can’t find Holden, I have a feeling that’s next on the agenda.