“Your father and I both were. How about we take a spin on the dance floor?” I mutter across her lips. I’m not much of a dancer, but suggesting this will keep her from questioning what Ed and I were talking about. I’m not quite ready to propose. When I ask her, I’ll be deep inside her tight pussy, whispering that I’m not going to take any other answer except yes while leaving my marks on both collarbones.
“Okay, who are you, and where is Parker Hudson?” I guide her through the small groupings of people, nodding to them but not stopping to talk to them, or I’d never get time with Vanessa alone.
“He’s right here. I either dance with you, kidnap you, or we leave this party, and we’ll both hear about it later on,” I tell her once I’ve got us on the dance floor, moving us until I’ve got her hand in mine, the other on her lower back.
“Well, I do appreciate a man who can a read a room, whisking me away from all those stuffy people.” She wrinkles her nose. We both know she’ll have to get used to it as things change, but for now, it’s my turn to take her away.
“I still like my idea of sneaking off to the coat closet.” She doesn’t look like she’d mind that too much, especially judging by how dilated her eyes are.
“It looks like Millie and Ezra are leaving. Surely, we can, too?” Nessa whispers over the music playing softly.
“Oh, now it’s okay to leave, when Millie leaves, not when I suggest it?” I arch an eyebrow. She takes action, pulling away from my body, hand still in mine, and we’re walking off the dance floor we only entered moments ago. I’m okay with this because wherever Nessa goes, I’ll be right there beside her.
Epilogue
PARKER
Six Months Later
“Thank God, we’re finally alone,”Nessa says the instant we’re in our room. There’s not what feels like a million people. While the wedding was everything Vanessa, her mom, and my mom wanted, all I cared about at the end of the day was her last name attached to mine. Between the ceremony and reception, people surrounded us, an annoyance that had me ready to toss my wife over my shoulder, fuck everything else, and whisk her away. I knew without a doubt if I carried out that plan, our family would never let us live it down. After our final goodbyes, we hopped on a Four Brothers private company jet, where we got a slight reprieve from the never-ending conversations. We headed to the back bedroom, where I stripped her out of her wedding dress while her hands were fumbling to get me out of my suit, and took consummating our vows to a whole new level in the sky, tiring us both out until a light knock on our door from the crew let us know we were landing in thirty minutes.
“Nothing but the two of us. No phones, no work, no clothing for two weeks straight,” I tell her. I booked us an exotic vacation on the beaches of Bali. The only time we’ll be interrupted is when we call for room service, not that I foresee us taking advantage of that. Nessa enjoys cooking, another reason to have them stock the kitchen with plenty of foods, and I’m not above watching her in the kitchen in nothing but a barely-there bathing suit or nothing at all.
“I guess we better go change into them. No one is on the beach, right?” There’s a twinkle in her eyes. My woman is damn insatiable, and I’m reaping all the rewards for it.
“Babe, I wouldn’t have booked a place any other way. Why the hell would we have this damn money and not enjoy taking advantage, like I’m going to take advantage of you soon?” I guide her to the attached bedroom, where the suitcases were stowed away after the concierge escorted us to our bungalow.
“Then I’ll just strip right here.” She kicks off her shoes, lifts her shirt over her head, and pushes down her shorts, leaving her in a white lace bra, the sheer fabric showing the pebbling of her nipples. My mouth salivates at the thought of wrapping my lips around them, sucking on them until she’s aching between her legs.
“Keep going.” I lick my lower lip, enjoying the striptease my wife is giving me. I’m already thinking about the first place of many I’m going to have my way with here. I slowly walk towards her. She takes a step back, not that there’s a scared bone in Vanessa’s body.
“Are you going to have your wicked way with me, Mr. Hudson?” Her back is against the front door. I’m two steps away from her, lifting my shirt over my head. My shoes came off the second we walked through our home away from home.
“I am, Mrs. Hudson. Drop your arms.” The clasp at the back was popped open as we walked. To her two steps backwards, I take one forward. Vanessa does as I command. My hands work the button of my jeans, and I step out of them, watching as she takes in the length of my hard cock, the tip weeping with pre-cum.
“Parker.” My name comes out in a coo. I’m ready to rip the matching white lace panties from her body. Vanessa knows it, too, which is why the now see-through fabric that is glistening with her wetness is being pushed down with the tips of her fingers.
“Fuck, yeah. Look at you, ready and waiting for me. It’s like I didn’t wring two orgasms out of your body on the plane.” I take my last couple of steps until we’re flesh to flesh.
“It’s never enough, ever.” My hands go to her waist, and I pick her up. Her legs wrap around my hips, and soft deft fingers find the ends of my hair. My mouth touches hers, hard and fast, tongues meshing together, bodies arching. The wetness on the slit of her pussy glides along the underside of my cock.
“And it never will be.” I pull her up the tiniest bit before slamming her down on my cock completely. I’ve claimed her in every way possible. The next best thing is my child planted inside my wife, which will be happening soon.
Epilogue
NESSA
One Year Later
“Surprise!”I drop the test on Parker’s desk with the lid on, securing where you have to pee because, yeah, that wouldn’t be good to share with your husband, even if he’ll see a shit ton of body fluids in the coming months. I leverage myself up until my ass is planted, my nightgown sliding up my thighs. Parker has his reading glasses on, his eyes molten while he looks from me to the test.
Earlier this week, I woke up with my breasts sore. One day became two, then I went to look at my period tracker, and I was late. Never in a million years would I have thought this would happen so soon. I talked to Parker last month. We were finally settled. Taylor and Four Brothers merged, Dad retired, Mom stepped down from her role as president, and I took some of the reins. Though there was no way I could do it all. Newlyweds, trying for a baby, it’s why I didn’t take the position as president. This way, I can do some of each, still working as a nurse at the hospital two days a week, along with two days at the charity as well.
“You’re sure?” Parker closes out what he was working on and takes his glasses off.
“That’s one of ten. I’ve drunk enough water for an elephant, and I’ve been peeing on a stick or in a cup for close to two hours now.” I worked a weird shift, getting off at nearly midnight. Parker was waiting for me in the garage, standing next to his vehicle. Then, we came back home, what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, including me going to the pharmacy in the hospital. When I woke up this morning, he was already out of bed, giving me time to take care of the tests, and now here we are.
“Ten? You took ten tests? Do you need me to buy stock in them next?” Parker moves his chair back, pushing the tests and papers out of the way. His hands reach for my hips after that’s out of his way. It takes little effort for him to move me until I’m sitting right in front of him.