Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“Gesù Cristo, I love the look you have on your face right now,” he says by way of greeting. His lips find mine. The kiss is short and sweet, too short. The low groan bubbling from his chest tells me Tony thinks so, too.
“Did you guys have a good time or miss us too much?” I ask, realizing that the room is clearing out. Everyone is dispersing. So much for us all hanging out together. I don’t mind, and I’m sure neither will Shae. She’s breaking all kinds of traditions, including not seeing the groom the night before or the day of the wedding.
“It’s impossibly hard to have fun when Johnny cleans us all out within a few hours’ time. I’m beginning to think it wasn’t only Luke who was antsy.”
“And you wouldn’t happen to fall into that category, would you?” I take Tony’s offered hand helping me out of my seat. We’re all in long terrycloth robes and similar style slippers with the hotel's name stitched on the front. Did I mention Luke told me to go wild with whatever Shae wanted? The hotel pulled out all the stops, decorations included. The winter wonderland theme is carried throughout, since, you know, our friend circle and family are massive, and the hotel is rented out for the entirety of our stay and their wedding.
“I guess you’ll find out soon enough. Come on, trouble, let’s get out of here.” He guides me through the spa, and when we walk down the hallway, he never lets go of my hand while I'm trying my hardest to figure out where we're going.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask when we stop at the elevator. Tony presses the up button, and I’m hit with a sudden wave of sadness that he could be walking me up to my hotel room. I remain quiet, trying my best to stay optimistic.
“Tony,” I say his name just as the doors open. He guides me inside, then hits the level nine for his floor. My own is two below his. Finally, my nerves settle, only for them to ramp up again when he crowds me in the corner, hand sliding inside the robe to cup my breast, and his lips land on mine. “The cameras.”
“Jude,” is the only thing he says, and I let go as Tony takes control, finding my back yet again against a wall of some sort, exactly where he wants me and where I want to be.
SIX
Tony
“Gesù Cristo,” I mutter against the curve of her neck, and her hand flutters to the back of my head. Mine meets the barest of fabric, soft to the touch and warm from her body heat.
“Tony.” Coralynn is going to my head like a shot of whisky. My senses are solely focused on her. I mold my hand to her breast, cupping it while strumming my thumb over her nipple, feeling it pebble beneath.
“The way you say my name when you let go, it’s the sweetest sound you can make, especially when you’re coming for me.” I’m tempted, so damn tempted, to open her robe even further or slide my hand down the slope of her abdomen, delve between her sweet-as-hell thighs, and see how wet she is for me.
“The door, it’s open and dinging.” I’m so wrapped up in her that I didn’t even hear the bell.
“Fuck.” I resituate the gaping fabric, pulling it closed before I move away too far. While Jude can control the cameras, he can’t do shit about people invading a public space.
“Yes, please.” I smirk at her wanting the exact same thing as me, but before that happens, she needs to know that this isn’t a game of cat and mouse. This is real, this is raw, and this is forever.
“Soon.” I wrap my arm around her shoulder to guide her out of the elevator. I sprung for a suite, one with an outdoor area, much like the girls had booked for tonight, except it’s private, and there’s a hot tub as well. In fact, I’m pretty sure most of the guys did the same, enjoying the fruits of our labor and getting their money’s worth with the wedding and vacation wrapped up in one.
“Not soon enough, I assure you,” she says beneath her breath. I’m in complete agreement, and so is my cock. The blue balls I’ve had every time I’m around Coralynn for any amount of time makes it that way. And when I do get off, with or without her, it’s never enough.
“Come on, trouble. Let’s get inside before we’re once again in a precarious situation. Only this time, it’s your sister and our friends who catch us.” I look down as she meets my gaze, sending her a wink. Her cheeks redden with color, eyes taking on that glossy quality, and I know if we don’t get out of the open, neither of us will be able to keep our hands off the other. As it is now, Coralynn has a hand in the back pocket of my jeans and the other on my waistband, fingers attempting to slide inside.