Epilogue #2
Leo reached down to undo his pants and pulled his dick out between us. “Fuck, I need to be in you, Hawaii.”
I reached under my dress while kissing him and pulled off my panties, which had basically become a soaking wet mess at this point in the evening anyway since Leo’s come had been dripping out of me all day.
I tucked them into Leo’s pocket so they wouldn’t float away, only to wash up later.
That was a conversation I did not want to have with my family.
I wrapped my arms around Leo’s neck and jumped up. He gripped my ass as I wrapped my legs around his waist and pressed against his erection. I rubbed up and down on him while we made out until he groaned. “How do you still make me feel like I’m going to nut like a teenager with no self-control?”
I reached down and gripped his dick, holding him steady. “I just do things to you, Leo,” I teased with a smirk.
“Yeah, you fucking do.” He lifted me higher, and I lined myself up with his cock as he slowly lowered me onto him, groaning the whole time.
“Shit,” he said, lifting and lowering me as he watched the skirt of my dress float on top of the water around us. “This is hotter than when we fucked in the WAGs box.”
I dropped my head to his shoulder and moaned as I recalled sneaking into the wives and girlfriends box at TD Garden—somewhere I rarely sat to watch games since I preferred sitting with Adrian and Lavi.
We’d been at a fundraiser event at the arena immediately following Leo’s return from a ten-day stretch on the road.
The WAGs box had been closed off during the event, so Leo had pulled me in and taken me against the wall with all our clothes still on.
I reached down to rub my clit and Leo smacked my hand away. “If you need something extra, Hawaii, at least give me the opportunity to provide.”
He shifted me in his arms so that he moved my body with one arm and rubbed my clit with his other hand.
The pressure in my core built quickly with the added friction and I bit down on his shoulder to prevent my moans from giving away our position.
They may not have been able to see us, but sound traveled on the beach at night.
My teeth sunk into Leo’s skin and he sputtered a string of curses and groans as he came inside me, my muscles clenching him as I peaked. He kept moving me up and down until we were both spent, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.
He grabbed his dick and pulled out before lowering me to the ocean floor. “Time for the walk of shame,” he said, as he buttoned his pants.
I laughed, looking at us, fully clothed in the ocean. “I didn’t really think through how we’d explain this.”
“Yeah, I figured. But I wasn’t about to stop you,” he said, grabbing my hand. “Come on, Mrs. Harrison. Let’s get you into some dry clothes.”
We walked back to the house. A handful of people who I couldn’t make out in the dark sat around the fire, but it seemed most of our family members were inside, standing around in the kitchen, visible through the sliding door as we approached the patio.
Leo rubbed his ass as he opened the door for me. “You know, I do think your uncle is starting to warm up to me. He gave me a pretty solid hug after the ceremony.”
I laughed. “He likes you, Leo. Trust me.”
“How can you tell?”
“Well, he’s never offered to show you his guns.”
Leo froze and looked at me with apprehension. “Is that something he does?”
I shrugged. “He showed Connor. But it’s not like he needs them to kill you anyway.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” he asked.
I laughed. “He jokes around and smiles with you.”
“Those are smiles?”
“His, yes,” I said, pressing my hands to Leo’s chest and kissing him. “You’re fine.”
We stepped through the door and he closed it behind us. I turned around to face Leo again. “Also, I’m not sore at all from my workout with him.”
He grabbed my ass and pulled me against him again, water dripping all over the floor at our feet. “Nobody likes a showoff, Hawaii. I’ll make your ass sore in a few hours.”
“Really?” Sloane exclaimed. I turned to face the crowd in the kitchen. Sutton and Adrian, Lavi and Sloane, Mom and Dave, and Kennedy were all standing there giving us looks of astonishment and disgust. “Do you even check your surroundings before you speak?”
I blushed and crossed my arms over my chest. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Sutton said, as Leo stepped in front of me to cover my wet, white dress which was quickly becoming see-through. “It’s your wedding day. We were just about to look the other way—again—right, Sloane?”
“Why would we do that?” Dave asked. “I’ve been looking the other way all day but this time they’re soaking wet, dripping water all over the floor I just replaced. I think it’s high time they face the consequences of their actions.”
“Yeah, I want to give ‘em shit,” Kennedy said, smiling as she took a sip of her margarita. “Little Miss Sophia likes to cover her eyes and wince every time she gets the slightest hint of sexual tension between Danny and me. I knew one day she’d understand our lack of decorum.”
“I’m with you, Blondie,” Dave said. “What do you two have to say for yourselves? Because you are going to stain the hardwood floor.”
Mom grabbed two blankets from the living room and tossed them to us. Leo caught them, wrapping one around my shoulders to cover me and rubbing my arms for warmth.
“Do you hear yourselves? This is not normal family conversation,” I said as Leo mopped at the floor with the other blanket.
“I like this family,” Sloane said with a laugh. “A lot. We should invest in more drugs so I can visit more often.”
Adrian shook his head.
Mom turned to Dave. “I’m with Sutton. Let’s just all turn around and let them go do whatever it is they’re going to do.”
“They’ve already done it!” Kennedy exclaimed, waving a hand at our soaking wet bodies.
Elena opened the door and stepped into the house behind us in a two-piece purple bathing suit that matched the streaks in her hair. We shifted out of her way. “If you’re trying to sneak off and have sex, don’t pick the pantry. Apparently, that’s a favorite for Mom and Dad.”
“Gross. How do you know that?” I asked, cringing as Leo laughed and tossed his arm over my shoulders.
“It’s in your dad’s second book,” Leo said, smirking at Elena and lowering his voice. “That one stood out, so I have not screwed your sister in there for obvious reasons. The pool house on the other hand? It’s probably a hazardous waste zone. That place gets a lot of action when we visit.”