Chapter 24
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
RYDER
I sip on my bourbon and watch my wife dance with Sophia and my sister.
Wife.
I still can’t believe it. I watch her move to the music, her perfect hips swaying in that white dress. The soft material caresses her skin, giving me a glimpse of her upper thighs with each movement. She laughs at something Savi said, her eyes full of joy. She’s back to the Eve I knew before, but stronger…more free.
“I remember the night of our wedding,” Travis chuckles beside me. “I couldn’t get Sophia to the bedroom fast enough. There’s something about the word wife that makes it all the more intense.”
Travis is right. I’ve been counting down the hours since our ceremony when I can finally get my wife alone. After what felt like a hundred photos, we had a catered dinner on the deck. My mom did an amazing job finding someone on short notice to transform the backyard into a magical place for Eve. The pool is full of floating candles, casting a warm ambiance with the fairy lights strung up above. Music plays softly through the speakers as my brothers and I watch the girls dance.
“I didn’t think I could be any more obsessed with her than I already was, but now that she’s my wife, the need to protect and worship her at the same time just got ramped up to probably an unhealthy state,” I laugh.
“I’ve been married for a year, and I can tell you that it doesn’t go away. If anything, it gets stronger.” Travis sips his bourbon, his eyes glued to Sophia.
“It’s just you and me now, Jake. Don’t go falling in love and make me lose my best wingman.” Miles chuckles at how our girls have Travis and me mesmerized. I couldn’t tear my gaze from Eve if my life depended on it. As if feeling my eyes on her, she turns and winks at me before giving me a sway of her hips that has my dick stirring in my pants.
“I think you’re safe. No one has caught my interest for more than one night, and I’m perfectly happy with our wingman team we have going on.” Jake clinks his glass with Miles and grins.
“We do make a damn good team. Remember the cheerleading team that came here last year on vacation?”
I tear my gaze from Eve and frown at Miles. “God, that was a rough night. I heard both of your names being chanted in my head for days after. I didn’t get an ounce of sleep that night.”
“Neither did we, brother,” they both laugh as I roll my eyes at them.
The song changes to a slow one, and I stand up at the same time Travis does. I guess both of us are eager to get our wives in our arms. Savi takes my seat and joins in on their conversation, which has changed to what bar they are making their appearance at tonight. I make a beeline for my wife and see her smile when she notices me walking toward her.
“Does my wife care to dance one last time?” I’ve made sure never to let a slow song go to waste. Any chance to get her body against mine, I’ll take it. I did play nice and let my dad and brothers have one earlier, but there is no more sharing tonight.
“I would love to dance with my husband.” Her eyes shine with love as my arm finds her waist, bringing her flush against my body. She gasps when she feels me rock hard against her.
Our bodies start swaying to the music as I bend close to her ear. “I think I’ve reached the end of my patience,” I murmur against her ear. My hand drifts down to her backside and squeezes, pressing me further into her stomach. “I need to be in my wife right now. I’ve never needed anything more in my life.” I kiss her neck and feel her pulse beating rapidly against my lips. “I need to taste my wife’s pleasure on my tongue.” I lick her soft skin before sucking deep. She softly moans, and the last of my willpower vanishes.
I swoop her up in my arms, and she laughs against my chest. Her arms come around my neck and weave into my hair. “Say goodnight to everyone,” I say under my breath. Our daughter is already sleeping peacefully upstairs with my parents, so I give her just enough time to wave to my brothers and the girls before I walk us to our place.
“You lasted longer than I thought you would.” I hear Travis yell.
“You cost me twenty dollars! I thought you could at least go another thirty minutes,” Miles shouts.
“Pay up, boys,” Jake laughs. “My time was the closest.” Eve giggles as their voices drift away as I reach the front door. I open it before carrying my wife over the threshold. Kicking the door shut with my foot, I head straight to the bedroom before I set her down. Her eyes light up when she sees all the sunflower bouquets. She watches me as I light all the candles in the room, casting a warm glow on us.
I take in the way she looks right now, wanting to commit it to memory. Her cheeks are flushed as I run a strand of her hair through my fingers. The candlelight dances across it as the gold and auburn blend together. Her blue eyes capture me, drawing me in.
“Thank you,” she whispers, putting her hands on my chest and sliding them up around my neck.
“For what?” I smile down at her.
“For everything…for loving me. For becoming my husband. For giving me the best day of my life today. For all of this,” she says, looking around at all the flowers and candles.
“I did have a hard time sneaking away to do the flowers and candles,” I chuckle, “but the rest…the rest is as easy as breathing. It may have taken us a little bit longer to get here, but I was always destined to be standing right here, right now, with you as my wife.”
“And you as my husband,” she breathes seconds before I capture her lips with mine. I take my time enjoying the taste of her. Our tongues tangle together as we deepen the kiss, our bodies molding together in a perfect fit. When we finally break away, we are breathless as we stare at each other. Her blues are burning with need, and all I want to do is please my wife until our bodies have nothing left to give.
I walk around her and slowly lower her zipper. My hands skim her bare back before sliding her straps down her arms. Her dress pools at her feet, leaving her in a white lacy thong that’s just begging me to remove it with my teeth.
“You are so beautiful, Eve,” I whisper against her skin as I place a kiss on her shoulder. “I’m going to worship this body for the rest of my life.” Goosebumps appear as I tease her neck with my tongue. My hands come around as her beautiful breasts fill my palm. I squeeze and torture her as I rub my thumbs over her nipples before giving them a tug.
Moaning, she presses back as her sweet ass rubs against me. I’m straining against my pants, and it’s taking everything in me not to bend her over now and sink into her. I want to take my time with her tonight though. She needs to know what it truly feels like to be mine. There won’t be an ounce of her skin left untouched when I’m done with her tonight. I want to feel and taste every inch of her.
My hand leaves one of her breasts, but I continue to torture the other one as I slide down her flat stomach and into her thong. I hum my approval when I slide my finger through her arousal. Her body is craving me just as much as mine wants hers.
“Ryder,” she moans, and my dick throbs at the sound.
“What does my wife want? Do you want to cum all over my fingers,” I breathe against her ear as I push two inside and begin to move slowly, “or does my wife want me to drop to my knees so you can cum all over my tongue?”
She starts to move against my hand as her little breaths become faster. I can tell she’s close either way. “Or maybe I do both,” I suck on her ear lobe and work her harder with my fingers. I pinch her nipple and hear her gasp. “Does my wife’s pussy feel greedy tonight?” I press on her clit hard as I enter a third finger.
“Yes…,” she moans as I stretch her wider. Her head is thrown back on my shoulder, exposing her neck to me. I gladly take a bite, sucking deep. I immediately feel her walls tighten as I continue to leave my mark on her. My name leaves her lips on a cry as her orgasm tears through her body. My fingers feel her pulse as I continue to work that sweet pussy. I feel her tremble beneath me as I finally release her neck. I kiss my way down to her shoulders as she slumps against me.
My fingers slide out of her, and I love the way they glisten. I rub one finger along her bottom lip, coating it until it shines. “Taste how sweet you are,” I murmur in her ear. Her tongue comes out to swipe her lip, and I moan at the sight before sucking off the rest. “So fucking sweet,” I whisper before swooping her up in my arms and carrying her to the bathroom. I set her down and turn on the shower before my eyes meet hers. She’s still in a daze from her orgasm as her blues meet my greys.
I slowly start to unbutton my shirt, loving the way her eyes watch my every movement. I want her to see what she owns. I drop the shirt to the floor and watch her take in my chest and abs. I rub the tattoo over my heart, and her eyes start coming back into focus as they darken. There’s my girl. I want her dripping for me again because I’m nowhere near done with her yet.
I slowly remove my shoes and pants and stand to full height. Her eyes dart down to my black boxer briefs as she takes in how hard I am for her. I drop them to the floor and stroke myself long and hard. She swallows, and I see her chest rise and fall as her body starts to respond. A drop of precum leaks out, and I swipe it with my thumb. I walk to her until I’m standing inches away before I coat her lip again, mixing our two tastes together. She immediately licks it off, and my gaze darkens at the sight.
I take her wrist and grab the hair tie she always keeps on hand, then gather her hair up and secure it in a bun. She still has small flowers woven in her hair, and I’m not quite ready to let them go. Once she’s completely naked, it’s my last reminder of how she looked as my bride.
I back us up until I’m under the warm shower spray, blocking her from most of it. Steam swirls around us, and she could easily be mistaken for an angel because I know, without a doubt, my heaven is filled with ones that look just like her.
When she drops to her knees in front of me and looks up at me with those ocean blues and full pink lips, I second-guess if I’m actually already there.
“I’m the one that’s supposed to be on their knees,” I barely get the words out because when she’s in this position, all I want to do is feel her full lips around me. Everything ceases to exist except what she makes me feel.
“I want to taste my husband. Your wife wants to please you now,” she whispers against my tip as her tongue comes out to taste.
“Fuuuuuck,” I ground out. I’m clenching my jaw so hard it starts to ache. My dick throbs painfully against her lips, just begging to be released.
“Do you want to cum all over your wife now?” Her tongue slides down my length at a slow, agonizing pace. I grit my teeth and weave my fingers into her hair, grabbing on tightly. “Mmmmmmm,” she hums against me, teasing me to my breaking point. It’s my turn in a second, and that smirk she’s wearing will quickly be replaced with a whimper when she begs me to let her cum.
Her hands slide up my thighs as her fingers dig into my flesh. I can’t stop the growl that escapes as I let her have her fun. She smiles against me as she sucks the very tip and swirls her tongue around me. I resist the urge to take control and thrust all the way in.
“Such a good husband,” she murmurs. “Waiting so patiently.” Her hand cups me underneath and squeezes, and I throw my head back, straining against the touch. My whole body is a tight coil, ready to come undone.
“If my wife doesn’t let me fuck her mouth now, you are going to see how much patience I have when I make you wait hours to cum. I can be very patient and will have no problem teasing you all night if I have to.” I look down at her, piercing her with my greys. I know they are a full-blown storm right now, just ready to unleash.
She holds my gaze, not backing down from the heat I’m throwing her way. A small smile plays on her lips, and the corner of my mouth twitches. It doesn’t take long for her to decide as her lips wrap around me. Her eyes never leave mine as she takes me all the way in.
A loud moan escapes my throat as she starts to fuck me with her mouth. I grip her hair tighter as her hands grab my ass, taking me to the back of her throat.
“Jesus,” I pant. She has me so worked up now that it heightens all the sensations. Water slides down my skin onto her lips as she takes me deeper and harder. I feel myself tighten as her lips slide over me. I thrust one last time deep into her mouth before pulling out.
She’s panting hard, and I know it turns her on to please me. I stroke myself once and moan her name as I paint my beautiful wife’s chest with my cum. Pulsing in my hand, I cover her breasts and move up to her neck before hitting the last on her lips. Her mouth parts, and she eagerly takes what I have left to give.
Breathing hard, we both look at each other. She looks breathtakingly covered in my cum, and the possessive side of me loves to see me all over her body.
One word comes to mind as I stare at her, dripping with my pleasure… mine.
And I make sure to take care of what is mine.
I haul her up and crush my lips to hers. “You made the right choice,” I say against her lips. “Now you get your reward.” I drop to my knees and watch my cum slide down her body and be rinsed away. “Let’s see how long it takes before my wife begs her husband to let her orgasm.” I grin wickedly at her before bending down to taste what I crave the most.