by Piper Frost
“Doll, I only walked in unhappy because somehow fucking Grant and Tommy got their room right across the hall from us.” I peel off her lace panties and push them down her thighs, then shove my hand between her legs. “So wet,” I whisper.
“Oh god, Chase.” She jerks when my fingers slip between her folds. “Let's make them think we're shooting a porn, babe.” She grins over her shoulder at me, pushing back against my hand.
“Fuck, Kay,” I moan louder than I usually would and she giggles, then gasps again when I pull my hand away to push my dick into her. Her walls clench my dick tight and I groan, “God,” landing my hand so hard on her ass I probably leave a mark, but the noises she's making make me want to do it again.
“Yes,” she moans, thrusting back over me. “Harder, baby,” she begs.
I slam into her, bringing my hand down again but harder this time and she yelps then moans, thrusting back on me. Fuck, my handprint on her ass is hot. I growl and grip a handful of her hair, slamming into her and pulling moans and noises from her that I've never heard before. And we've had a lot of fucking sex this past year.
“Fuck, Kay,” I grunt, already feeling my balls tightening. “Oh shit, doll.” I thrust into her harder and she turns her head back, grinning at me. Her cheeks are flushed and when she pushes her hand between her legs and I feel her grip by balls, I groan louder.
I hit her deep, and I'm almost scared I'm hurting her but when her pussy starts to clench tighter around me I know if it is pain she's feeling, it's only the good type. She moans loud, her head falling to the mattress and her eyes squeezing closed. My orgasm rips through me so powerfully it makes my knees buckle and when I come, I come hard.
“Fuck!” I bellow, slamming into her as we come together.
Her body shakes, her screams echo off the walls, and if anyone is on this floor they definitely know what's going on in this room.
I collapse next to her on the bed, trying to clear my vision and catch my breath. She drapes herself over the top of me and starts kissing me. Neither of us having caught our breath yet, but I kiss her hard.
“I fucking love you,” I pant.
“God, I love you. Let's go get married,” she hums against my lips.
“Only because I really want to be able to call you Mrs. Haring.” I groan, kissing her again then pushing up off the bed. “Let's go get hitched!”
With a squeal she jumps up from the bed and starts bouncing around. “I am so excited to do this!”
While Kaydence is in the bathroom, there's a bang on the door and I roll my eyes.
“You fuckers done fucking?!” Grant screeches from the other side.
I glance at Kaydence who's laughing as she walks out of the bathroom and I hold my hand out. “Shall we?”
With that smile I fucking love beaming, she takes my hand.
“To the happy couple!” Kinlee holds up her beer glass and waits for everyone's glasses to clank before taking a long drink. “Shit, it feels good to drink without kids here!”
Tommy awkwardly clears his throat while Felder immediately shifts in his seat and starts to talk to his wife. When we invited them I honestly didn't think about putting Bo and him in a room together. The last thing on my mind was Kinlee's convoluted pregnancy.
“Hell, last time you were in Vegas it was a whole different story, am I right guys?” Tommy chuckles but I nudge him quickly, throwing him a look before noticing Bo's eyebrows push together as he watches Tommy and Grant.
And then his eyes hit Felder.
“Thanks for being here, guys,” I blurt, changing the subject. Today's definitely not the day for whatever Tommy thought would come of that comment. He can be such a fuckhead.
Everyone toasts and Kaydence wraps her arm around my side, pushing into me before pressing her lips to mine. She tastes like beer...and fuck, it tastes good on her.
I take a drink of my whiskey and can't help but smile at the group of friends that all followed us to Vegas for our wedding.
One fucking year I had to wait, but now I can finally say she's mine forever. And I can safely step foot in this city again without having to hide because Milano Sverzneck died of a heart attack a few months ago when he caught his wife having another affair.
“Maybe next time, don't do a shotgun wedding then tell all of us we need to be in Vegas in a month or we'll miss it,” Tyler bitches, clanking his glass with mine.
“There is no next time.” Kaydence wraps her arms around me.
“There better not be. I'm starting to the think the ranch is either cursed, or brings luck to love. We've all had some rocky starts. Or middles. But we're all happy.” Jo smiles up at Brandt and leans into him. Those two really need to stop making babies, but the look on her face is kinda like they're gonna go at it again in the bathroom.
“It was the chicken coop for me,” I say, grinning down at Kaydence. “You smothered me with dead baby chickens and I fell hard, I guess.”
Kaydence throws her head back in that happy laughter I love. She never lost it. She's still always happy, but at least that's not the only emotion she lets out anymore.
“Guess the ranch is done with the epic, disastrous love stories, huh?” Kinlee says, gripping Bo's hip and gently pulling him to stand closer to her.
Bo clears his throat as his eyes flick to Will, Wendy, Ryan…then Tyler.
“I wouldn't be so sure.”
I glance at Grant and chuckle to myself. That man’s never settling down. My eyes hit Tommy who’s ignoring all of us and glaring at his beer and I feel sorry for the man.
His whole life he’s only wanted one girl…
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