Chapter 55
Jamie opened one eye and groaned when bright sunlight pierced his skull.
He shifted and thanked god for the soft bed he woke up in.
Turning his head on the pillow, he opened his second eye and found his wife sprawled beside him, face down but awake.
”Good morning,” she croaked.
Rolling to his side, he tucked his hands beneath his head and attempted to smile.
”Good morning, Mrs. Hunter.” He stopped to clear the gravel from his throat. ”Where are we?”
”Honeymoon Suite. Arranged by Alex and Meghan. They took operational control of Kori and Pheebs.”
It took a few minutes for his head to clear. A cascade of memories from last night crowded his thoughts.
”Did we video call our parents from the photo spot at the welcome to Vegas sign?”
She jerkily nodded.
Things were coming into sharper focus. ”Was a bottle of champagne involved?”
”One of many,”Rebecca chuckle-snorted.
In perfect unison, they each sat up with some difficulty, scraping hands over their faces and through their hair. They settled against a mound of pillows, then mumbled, ”We should check our phones.”
Rebecca found hers underneath the pillows while his shared a plate with a half-eaten slice of chocolate cake on the nightstand.
Did he lick icing off the screen? Yes.
First, he checked his overnight messages and groaned at a long list. When he opened one from his brother and found a picture taken in the wedding chapel, Jamie quickly brought up his photo library.
It wasn”t as bad as the hilariously inappropriate pictures found on a camera at the end of the Hangover movie, but that didn”t mean much.
A shocked gasp and a soft giggle made him put his phone down. ”What?”
”For a second, I thought I got a tattoo on my ass, but it”s just a temporary decal.”
”Let me see.”
”Which?”she asked. ”The actual tattoo or the picture on my phone?”
”The real deal, please.”
She shifted to her left to lift her right butt cheek to display a cheesy arrow-aiming cupid wearing a Vegas sash.
Their astonished expressions summed up their wild, crazy, and audaciously romantic wedding.
”Oh, my god,”Rebecca laughed. ”We got married!”
He smiled and joined her laughter, exclaiming, ”We did!”
Laughing with her was fantastic. What she brought to his life defied explanation. Rebecca was what waited for him at the end of a rainbow. A rainbow that wasn”t possible before she came into his life.
They sat in silence for several minutes until Rebecca smirked and said, ”I believe you set a new land speed record last night for post-sex quick recovery.”
He chuckled. ”Yeah? Well, it turns out my wife is insatiable in bed.”Squirming forward until he could stroke her arm, he said, ”Satisfying my lust-drunk wife was most enjoyable.”
”A for effort,”she chuckled. ”A for execution.”
”Hot damn,”he drawled. ”Starting things off right!”
His wife”s happy smile got him thinking about the advantages of marital morning sex.
”Jamie,”she playfully scolded. ”Really?”
Could she read his mind, or did his goofy grin give him away?
”Yes, Mrs. Hunter. Really,”he quipped. ”But I believe in fairness, so you get to decide whether it”s now or in the shower.”
”So,”she paused for a smirk. ”I”m the decider? Is that what you”re saying?”
”In this instance, yes.”His grin was little better than a leer.
”And what if my decision is both?”
Was there anything more satisfying in life than a naughty wife?
”I”d say your greedy side is showing,”he teased.
She winked and, with a flick of her wrist, threw the covers off his lap, revealing his nakedness.
His heart did a bumpitty bump bump when her soft hand wrapped around his manhood.
”Feels to me like maybe we both have greed issues.”
Jamie grunted as he watched his dick grow and harden under her touch. He”d shown her what turned him on—knowledge she used for an impressive result.
”Permission to lick the tip,”she murmured when the attention she lavished on his flesh made his dick throb and leak.
”Permission granted, wife.”
He closed his eyes, dropped his head back, and groaned when her tongue teased the fat head with a swirling motion.
”Mmm.”She flicked the end of her tongue on the underside of his cock and then licked him from root to tip.
”You like that,”she murmured.
”Again,”he commanded.
He survived a few more licks and thought he had a measure of control until she sucked him into her mouth and started bobbing up and down.
”Fuck,”he grunted right before putting both hands on her head to orchestrate what very quickly escalated to a gagging tour de force that left him shaking.
”Ride me, wife. Ride me hard,”he demanded in a gravelly, lust-filled voice.
She wasted no time rising and straddling him. He held his cock to make it easier for her.
Jamie”s heart beat faster as she struggled to take all of him. The effort turned him on, and he didn”t care if admitting that made him sound like a pig.
She laced her fingers with his and held on as she sank down the last inches until she was gloriously impaled and moaning her pleasure. Rising and dropping on his throbbing hardness, she rode him with slow strokes that drove him to the brink.
Her tempo increased. When she let go of his hands, he knew she was chasing her orgasm. To aid her efforts, he placed his hands on her waist, lifting and slamming until her body flooded and she lost control.
Crying out, ”Oh! Oh! Oh!”his lusty wife ground on his cock and squeezed the shit out of him with her fantastic muscles.
Her climax was the way he liked it—hot and messy.
She was still coming when he flipped her to herknees,and, with the Vegas cupid watching, slam fucked her from behind until his balls emptied.
When the erotic storm passed, he carried her into the suite”s elaborate bathroom, where they shared a steamy shower that did indeed lead to more sex.
Jamie felt nothing but happiness as they dressed in matching tracksuits —a gift from Alex and Meghan—and laughed about their newlywed status.
They were officially a Mister and Missus with a ready-made family and what he knew would be a wonderful life waiting for them in Bendover.
”Shall we go find the kid and see what fuckery everyone else got up to after our spur-of-the-moment wedding?”
Rebecca beamed at him. ”We”re married,”she giggled for the hundredth time.
”Forever,”he reminded her, his face happy.
They checked out of the hotel a little after one, met up with everyone at the executive airport, and stepped into their new life surrounded by love and best wishes.
It was an immensely satisfying beginning to a happily ever after that would stretch into eternity.