“Ready?” I asked.
He nodded and I held up the test… and suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of disappointment. It was negative.
“Oh,” I whispered.
“Are you okay?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know,” I admitted. “I really want to have your baby.”
Reese smiled. “And you will.”
“But I want to be pregnant now.”
He chuckled. “Then I’m gonna have to work hard to make that happen on our honeymoon, huh?”
I sighed. “It’s not a good time.”
“Why not?”
“Oh, I don’t know… I’m testifying against a couple of the most dangerous people in the world, etcetera, etcetera.”
“Well, for now, you and I are heading up to Mt. Hood, so we’ll have a week of uninterrupted baby making time where you’ll be safe.”
“We’re going skiing?” I whispered, grabbing the lapels of his jacket.
“If you want to ski, we can ski.”
“I’m more of a drink-hot-toddies-by-the-fire kind of girl.”
“You don’t say,” he deadpanned.
I smiled. “You remembered.”
“I remember everything when it comes to you.”
“Apparently.” I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him gently. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“You look amazing.”
“So do you.” He slid his hands to my waist. “You are the most beautiful woman on the planet.”
“Thank you for the dress, Reese,” I said. “You nailed it.”
“Paisley nailed it.”
“You thought to get Paisley involved, so you nailed it.”
He grinned. “You’re welcome.”
“When do we leave?”
“We’re heading up there tomorrow. Got somethin’ else planned tonight.”
“So this is operation: give Alexa the most perfect wedding and honeymoon on the planet.”
Reese stroked my face. “Is it working?”
“Yeah, honey, it’s working beautifully.” I blinked back tears. “Thank you. For everything. But most of all, thank you for loving me.”
“That’s the easy part.”
I leaned back to meet his eyes and raised an eyebrow.
“What?” he challenged. “It’s easy to love you, Lex. But when I get you riled up, you tend to use fuck in various and creative ways, and you know what your dirty mouth does to me.”
“This is why you piss me off?”
“Absolutely.”
“Fuck,” I whispered.
He groaned. “See?”
I giggled. “I’m gonna snack on your fuckin’ cock later. I’m going to pretend it’s a lollipop.”
“Lex, stop,” he hissed.
“Stop what, honey?” I asked, sliding my hand under the waistband of his jeans. “Wow. You’re so fuckin’ hard.”
His mouth landed on mine so hard, he almost bruised me… deliciously so. He broke the kiss almost as quickly. “Shit!”
“Why did you stop?”
“Someone’s bangin’ on the door, baby.”
He was right.
“Damn it,” I whispered, and made my way to the locked door, opening it.
Paisley rolled her eyes and walked inside. “Time to freshen up. You two will need to wait for a bit for whatever you planned to do in here. With a church full of people. And thin walls.”
“Don’t you dare judge me,” I demanded. “I’ve waited a long time for this and, hello, married.”
“Which is when the sex dries up,” Paisley retorted.
“Like hell it does,” Reese said.
I giggled. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s not going to be a problem.”
“Congratulations,” Paisley droned. “Makeup.”
“Right,” I said, and ushered Reese out of the bathroom.
Paisley fixed my makeup and then it was time to party. I couldn’t wait to get my drink on now that I knew I wasn’t pregnant.
Since I was surprised by the wedding, and had to wait for the honeymoon, I decided I was just going to live in the moment. Reese had gotten everything right so far, so I was excited for what he had in store for us.
I stepped out of the bathroom and straight into Reese’s arms. He kissed me gently and then led me to the reception area at the back of the abbey.
“Did you smear my lipstick?” I asked, smiling up at him.
“You look beautiful, Lex.”
“You didn’t answer my question.” I giggled, pulling away so I could grab the compact out of my clutch. I fixed a tiny little smudge in the corner of my mouth, then slid the mirror back in my purse. “I can’t believe you were going to let me go in there looking like that.”
“I can do a better job if you want me to.”
I slid my hand into the crook of his elbow. “Later.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
I grinned up at him and then Ryder announced us and we walked in to applause and hoots. The rest of the night passed in a blur and then I was whisked away to the Sentinel in downtown Portland.
Reese had booked a lovely room with its own terrace, where we could see the city lights considering it was a beautifully clear night.
“Reese, this is amazing,” I breathed out as I stared across Portland.
He handed me a glass of wine and kissed my shoulder before wrapping an arm around my waist. “Yeah, it is. Kinda wish we were staying here.”
“Mt. Hood’ll be gorgeous.”
“Yep, got a few other things planned as well.”
“What?” I asked.
“Not telling.”
I giggled. “Bet I can make you tell me.”
He kissed me. “You can try.”
“Challenge accepted.”
Reese laughed and we headed back inside. He took my wine, set it on the nightstand, and unzipped my wedding dress, holding it so it wouldn’t pool on the floor. I stepped out of it, and he lovingly laid it over a chair before rushing me and dropping me on the bed. “Fuckin’ gorgeous.”
I giggled. “You barely looked at me. I wore white just for you.”
I had white lacy thigh highs with white, lace panties, and a barely there, strapless bustier. Since I had no time to react, I still wore my heels, and when I moved to take them off, Reese stopped me.
“Leave ’em on, baby.” I nodded and he tugged the cups of the bustier down, releasing my breasts and sucked a nipple into his mouth. “I like you like this.”
I arched into him. “Yeah?”
“Gorgeous, baby.”
He rolled a nipple between his fingers and the sensation shot to my clit. I gasped and wrapped my legs around his waist, pushing my pussy against his already hard cock. He moved his lips to my neck and then slid back down to my breasts, kissing his way down my belly.
I sighed. “Reese?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“My turn next, okay?”
He grinned, removing the rest of his clothes. “Absolutely.”
I grasped the headboard as he gave a quick and gentle suck on my clit, before moving his thumb into place to finish the job. What the man could do with his tongue was out of this world.
My climax came fast and hard, but I didn’t take too much time to enjoy it. It was my turn after all, so I pushed Reese onto his back and slid my mouth over his cock. Wrapping my hand around the base and lowering my mouth onto him again, Reese dropped his head back onto the pillows. “Holy shit.”
I couldn’t help but grin. Reese’s body always responded to me immediately, his breathing quickened as his hands pressed into my hair and his hips pitched up.
“Babe,” he rasped, his body locking.
“Come,” I mumbled against him.
He groaned as his orgasm rocked his body. I didn’t move for several seconds before giving his cock one last kiss and then sliding up his body.
“Six licks,” I said.
“Huh?” he rasped.
“To ge
t to your center.”
Reese laughed. “Should probably work on making it last longer.”
“Nope, I’m good. You do you, booboo.”
He chuckled again and rolled me onto my back where he promptly slid into me, and wove his fingers with mine, pushing my hands above my head.
“Harder,” I ordered.
He slammed into me and I arched up to meet every thrust. Just before my climax hit, he released my hands and I gripped his head, guiding him to meet my kisses.
His tongue moved in my mouth at the same rate as his cock inside of me, then he slid his hand between us and fingered my clit and I broke, crying out as I shattered around him.
He thrust one more time and then I felt him pulse against my walls before kissing me again and kissing my neck. “Love you.”
“I love you, too,” I whispered, and we spent the next few hours exploring each other’s bodies as husband and wife.
Alexa
THE NEXT AFTERNOON, we arrived at Timberline. Admittedly, the view was stunning, but all I could think about was the Shining. All that appeared to be missing was the creepy hedge maze.
All work and no play makes Lex a dull girl.
It wasn’t lost on me that Reese checked us in under a different name… and I had to wear the stupid black wig, but I said nothing until we were alone in our room.
“Not taking any chances,” he said, once we were behind the safety of the locked door.
“Am I going to have to wear the wig if we ski?”
“Yeah, baby, you are.”
I sighed… dramatically. “I hate that thing.”
“So do I.” He smiled. “But look at it this way. You’ll be alive… and well-bedded.”
“But—”
“Gonna fuck you now, Freckles.”
“Reese.”
“You gonna give me grief?” he challenged.
“I―”
“Alexa.”
“I’ll allow it.” This certainly beat arguing so I licked my lips and looped my arms around his neck. “But you better make sure you do it hard.”
I’d worn a long, slinky dress that was both comfortable and sexy, and Reese lifted it over my head within seconds. I was naked underneath, which earned me a hiss of surprise from his sexy mouth.
“You like that, huh?”
“Yeah, baby, I fuckin’ love it.” He kissed my neck as he cupped my breasts. “Probably good I didn’t know about this while we were driving up.”
“Probably.” I tugged at his jeans, unzipping them and shoving them down his hips. “You gonna let me figure out how many more licks it takes—?”
“No way in hell,” he interrupted.
I sighed. “I didn’t think so.”
“But, I’ll fuck you ’til you scream, then you can play the Tootsie Pop game again.”
I giggled. “Deal.”
He divested himself of the rest of his clothes and then lifted me onto the bed, tugging me to the edge of the mattress and burying his face between my legs. I slid my ankles over his shoulders and lifted my hips to get my pussy closer to his mouth.
“Wifey’s got a greedy little pussy,” Reese breathed out, then sucked my clit until I whimpered with need.
“Hubby’s not going fast enough,” I complained, and he chuckled.
He shifted and slid slowly into me. “Better?”
I nodded and he gripped my thighs and pulled me closer to anchor me to his body as he slammed into me. He touched me in no other way… just held me still as he buried himself inside of me. It drove me crazy… in a very irritating way.
“Reese,” I whispered, panting to catch my breath.
“Don’t come, baby.”
“Since you’re not messin’ with my tits, I probably won’t,” I snapped.
This earned me a slap on my ass and I almost lost my mind.
“I said, don’t come,” he growled.
He had me pinned so I couldn’t really move without having to break our connection… which of course was exactly what he wanted. “Reese. Please, baby.”
He continued to slam into me, then his thumb went to my clit. “Now, Lex.”
My walls tightened around his cock and I cried out his name as my climax rocked me to the core. Reese released my shaking legs and pulled gently out of me. “Next time I’ll make sure I fuck with your tits… you know, since you can’t come unless I do.”
I shrugged. “I totally faked it.”
“Your body didn’t fake it.”
“You don’t think?”
He leaned down to kiss me. “Soaked my cock, baby.”
“Bad vagina,” I admonished, then giggled as he strolled to the bathroom, bringing back a warm washcloth to clean me up. “I think you just put a baby in me.”
“Yeah? With my baby juice?” He threw the washcloth in the corner and stretched out beside me.
I groaned. “Gross, Reese.”
“Splooge?”
“Ohmigod. No.”
“Jizz?”
I began to laugh uncontrollably. “Stop! For the love of God, no.”
“Baby batter?” He slid his arm around my waist and rolled me toward him.
I squealed with laughter as he continued.
“Baby gravy? Man-yonaise?
“Stop, stop,” I begged. “I can’t suck you off if I’m imagining swallowing man-yonaise.”
“But you love man-yonaise.” He shoved his face in the crook of my neck and rubbed his stubble over my skin, tickling me.
“I love your man-yon—ohmigod, no, I will not say it.”
Reese ran his tongue over my collarbone, then kissed his way down to my breasts, drawing a nipple into his mouth gently. My laughter was quickly replaced with desire and I sighed as I arched against his mouth.
Linking his fingers with mine and stretching my arms above my head, Reese hovered above me and kissed me deeply before sliding into me slowly.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and bit his lower lip.
“You feelin’ feisty?” he asked, pulling away with a hiss.
“If by feisty you mean horny, then, yes.” I contracted my walls around his cock and his eyes closed briefly. “You gonna work the girls?”
He grinned. “You gonna do those kegel things again?”
I contracted again and he buried himself deeper.
“Fuck!” he breathed out, then released my hands so he could cup my breasts and twist my nipples into pebbles.
“Yes,” I rasped.
“On your knees, Lex,” he demanded, and I complied immediately.
“Can you keep yourself from coming, baby?” Reese slid into me and leaned forward to work my nipples again.
I licked my lips. “Probably not.”
He chuckled, slapping my bottom, and I dropped my head back with a gasp. “Ohmigod.”
“You wanna come then do this again?”
“Yes, yes I do,” I panted out.
This earned me another slap and I whimpered, but when one hand went to my clit and he slammed into me while he slapped me again, I exploded. He gave me a second to relish the feeling before he started all over again.
“Reese,” I breathed out as he buried himself inside of me again.
“Harder, baby?”
“Ohmigod, do you have to ask?”
He chuckled, giving me a soft smack before grabbing my hips and slamming into me over and over again. My body betrayed me, but luckily, Reese was right behind me. I cried out as I came, his cock pulsing inside of me, and we fell onto the mattress together.
“I love you,” he whispered, kissing my shoulder.
I smiled. “I love you, too, honey.”
“I have something to tell you.”
“That doesn’t sound good,” I said, and rolled to face him.
He smiled and cupped my face. “We’re not alone here.”
I sighed. “What do you mean we’re not alone?”
“Don’t worry, we’re alone, just not alone, alone.”
“Ohmigod,
Reese, spit it out.”
“Got a couple guys and their women comin’ for cover.”
I sighed. “Will we see them?”
“Only if we want to.”
“I’m okay with that, in theory.”
Reese chuckled.
“Who are these people?” I asked.
“Hawk, he’s a Dog, and his wife, Payton. Her brother’s FBI and she’s good with a gun―”
“Are you now with this Dogs club? Out of one gang into another?”
“No, baby. And they’re not a gang. They’re legit and clean.”
“Is that it?”
“No,” he said. “Dallas and Macey’ll be here too. He’s FBI, she’s Payton’s best friend. Dallas figured out a way for them to be there as protection.”
I smacked his chest playfully. “As long as they’re not in our room with us, I’m good.”
“Never been one to invite people into our bed, baby.”
I giggled. “Hard no for me on that one.”
“Same.”
I kissed him gently. “This is why I like you.” My phone buzzed and I reached over and glanced at the screen. “Ohmigod.”
“What?”
“Roses for Anna has a show tonight. In Portland.”
“Hard no for me,” he said, and headed to the bathroom.
I groaned and flopped back onto the pillows. “F.Y. information, this sucks.”
He walked back into the room and leaned down to kiss me quickly. “Did you really want to drive all the way back into the city?”
“No, not really,” I admitted. “But I like the idea of being able to if we wanted to.”
“I know, baby. It’s not gonna be like this forever. Once you testify, things’ll die down.”
“Then can we go see Roses for Anna?”
He smiled. “Yes.”
“What if they’re only playing in, I don’t know, Sweden?”
“Then I’ll take you to Sweden.”
I grinned. “Correct answer, husband.”
“I’m aware, wife.” He stretched out beside me again and kissed my shoulder. “Food or fucking?”
“Food,” I said immediately.
“Are you sure?” His hand slid between my legs and cupped me.
I arched against his palm. “Why don’t we order then you can make me come while we wait.”
Reese chuckled. “I can do that.”
* * *
The next morning, I donned the hated wig and we headed down to the lobby. As we walked to the restaurant for breakfast, I couldn’t help but admire the breathtaking views. “It’s beautiful, Reese.”
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