Thirty
Her Destiny
Sin
Our wedding reception was in full swing. Many guests had left because they were too shaken up by their lives being put in jeopardy. I couldn’t fucking blame them. Few people could stare danger in the face and live to talk about it.
Liv’s parents had stayed, and they surprised me.
The pushback we got from Gloria and Frank had been a threat to our relationship with their daughter.
They hadn’t wanted Liv in danger, but I guess we had grown on them and proved otherwise.
Uncertainty happened every damn day, and life was too short to deny love.
A classic song played through the speakers, and Gloria wrapped her arms around her husband. Liv’s parents broke out in rhythm to the beat, and their shoes burned up the floor. They were on fire.
“Check out Mom and Pop killing it on the dance floor!” I cheered and clapped. “Unbelievable.”
I whistled through my fingers.
“Oh, shit…” Saint peered at me in panic. “Look what you did?”
“Me?” I pointed at myself.
“Yeah. You. Asshole.” Saint heaved out each word.
Gloria came our way. She let go of Frank and waved her hand at us to join her. No fucking way would I entertain her with the jig.
“Crap.” I shook my head with a smile.
“Oh, come on…” Gloria mouthed with a frown.
I made an X with my arms.
Gloria didn’t listen and proceeded toward us. She wanted to dance with her new sons-in-law. I wasn’t in the fucking mood. I’d rather dance with myself.
“Dance with me, boys.” Gloria smiled with extended arms.
“I’d love to.” Saint smiled as she wrapped her arms around him, and he glanced at me. “Come on, Sin. It’s quality family time.”
“I think I’m going to sit this one out.” I twirled a finger in the air. “Maybe next song, or five more from now.”
Saint glared at me and mouthed over her head, “I’m going to kill you.”
“Have fun, buddy!” I shouted through my cupped hands. “Knock ’em dead!”
Saint danced with our mother-in-law. She was thrilled. He twirled her around, but they kept getting closer to me. I panicked and grabbed my wife around her waist.
“Dance with me, wife.” I pulled Liv in close and rested my hand on the small of her back.
Liv giggled. “But we already danced.”
“Why not a second dance as husband and wife?” My fingers intertwined with hers. “Alone.”
“I like the sound of that.” Liv blushed.
My cock went stiff for Liv. The teeth of my zipper dug into the skin, but as uncomfortable as I was, she was worth it. She flushed brighter.
Yeah, baby. Liv felt my rock-hard dick and how much I wanted her. I wanted to bury myself in my wife. Make her scream, writhe, and beg for more.
I couldn’t wait to fuck Liv. Screw my wife for the first time. She was a temptation I could indulge in repeatedly and never tire of.
Fuck. I had an additional problem. All the guests were watching us, and I needed to get rid of my boner.
Once the song was over, I didn’t want everyone to experience an eyeful of my raging cock. There was no way to hide ten inches of massive, meaty flesh bulging out of the crotch of my pants. Not as if I cared, but I didn’t want to fucking embarrass my wife.
As the motto went—happy wife, happy life.
God, I couldn’t wait for the honeymoon. I’d pump Liv full of every drop of my cum, and she’d weep from her pussy. The Bahamas was going to kick ass.
Right now, I needed to take a deep breath. Hold it. One Mississippi. Two Mississippi. Three Mississippi. Four…
Fuck. Nothing. This counting shit wasn’t working.
No. Scratch that. Liv rubbing up against me wasn’t helping. I mean… I fucking loved her body. Way too much. Obviously.
Hard-on. Remember?
Right.
“Oh, look at my mom dancing with Saint…” Liv beamed with happiness. “She’s so happy.”
Yes! Mission accomplished. The wiener went limp.
“Yeah. Saint’s having a great time.” I cracked a grin.
Saint was miserable. Except when Mrs. Valencia glanced up at him, and he’d flash her a fake smile. He saved his face of hatred for me every time we twirled by.
Man… If looks killed, I would’ve died three times.
“Raven too.” Liv glanced over at her best friend dancing in my cousin’s arms. “Ace is living out his dream.”
Raven slapped Ace’s face.
“Or not?” I whispered in shock.
Raven stomped off. Ace went after her. They disappeared from sight.
“Wow…” Liv formed an O with her mouth.
“Those two really hit it off,” I said.
Liv giggled. “I guess so.”
“Same with us.” I ran my hand down to cup my wife’s ass cheek. “Following you, watching you—”
“Stalking me,” Liv cut in.
I pressed a hand to my heart. “Who me? Never.”
I grinned and nuzzled Liv’s exposed neck. She giggled at the tickle of my whiskers and wiggled in my arms. I softly kissed her skin.
“Look at all those presents.” Liv sighed, grabbed my chin, and turned my head toward the wedding gifts. “I wonder what’s inside them?”
Liv beamed with excitement. I knew how much our girl loved surprises, and she couldn’t wait to open the presents. She was like a kid at Halloween, eager to eat her candy.
“Let’s go open one,” I insisted.
“Are you serious?” Liv asked with wide eyes.
“Yeah.” I shrugged. “Why not?”
“Because we can’t.” Liv stopped dancing. “It goes against tradition.”
“Sweetheart, I think we blew all the fucking rules as soon as the three of us got married.” I tugged Liv’s hand. “Come on.”
“Fine,” Liv giggled. “Screw it!”
The gift table was full of wedding presents. Some decorated with bows, and others with sparkling wrapping paper. The card box was full, but there was one card lying on the table.
“Huh?” I narrowed my eyes, picked up the vanilla envelope and went to put it into the slit of the box, but stopped. “That’s odd.”
“What is?” Liv shook a present.
“This card is blank.” I turned the card over.
Nothing. No name on the front.
“Maybe someone placed the card there by mistake?” Liv questioned.
“Possibly,” I whispered with my head tilted to the side.
I wouldn’t know unless I opened the fucking thing. I ripped open the seal and pulled out a check with lots of zeros on it. An extremely generous cash gift signed by my cousin.
“It’s from Ace.” I blinked, flabbergasted. “He wrote something too.”
I skimmed over the brief note Ace Madden left for me.
If you ever need anything, you know where to find me.
“That’s specific.” Liv read the note and waved the check in the air. “You’ll have to ask him about this tomorrow. I have a suspicion he’ll be busy with Raven.”
Saint walked over. “Ask about what?”
“This.” Liv showed Saint the number of zeros on the check.
Saint whistled. “Wow.”
“We should give it back,” Liv said.
“Nah. He’ll be long gone by morning.” I went to rip up the check.
“Hey, hey, hey…” Saint snatched the paper out of my hands. “We’ll donate the money.”
“Where?” I asked.
“To an animal shelter.” Saint pocketed the money in his pants. “I fucking love cats.”
“We know.” I rolled my eyes.
“Aw… that’s so sweet of you, Saint.” Liv wrapped her arms around him. “I love you.”
“I love you too, darling.” Saint kissed the top of her head.
“Me too, Liv.” I bent down to kiss her sweet lips. “Forever.”
“And ever.” Saint brushed his mouth against her cheek.
I whispered, “And ever.”