Til Death Do Us Part (Vegas Vows)

by Harlow Layne

  “Harder,” Everly pushed back and swiveled her hips.

  “What my wife wants she gets,” I slapped my hand down on her ass and felt her pussy contract around me. “Do you like that, my sweet girl?”

  “Yes,” she moaned. “Make me yours.”

  Leaning over, I wrapped one arm around her chest, cupping her breasts and taking her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. “I’m going to fuck you hard now and I want to hear you scream my name. Do you hear me?”

  Looking over her shoulder at me, she bit her bottom lip and nodded.

  “Good girl.”

  Picking up my pace, I shortened my strokes and slammed into her tight pussy over and over again. Each time her walls quaked around me brought me closer to falling over the edge. Everly started chanting my name and moaning with each thrust. Her pussy pulled me in further with each wave of pleasure that wracked through her.

  Unable to hold out any longer, I slammed into her and growled into her neck as I let go. It was then I knew her pussy was made for me.

  Planting one foot on the floor, I pulled Everly up and brought her with me as I stood. She could barely stand so I threw her over my shoulder where she hung loosely like a rag doll. Moving over to the tray the hotel had brought up and took the bottle of champagne with me before I made my way into the bedroom.

  Sitting the champagne down on the bedside table, I moved Everly off my shoulder and onto the bed. She giggled, raising her hand to start stroking my still hard cock.

  “I love your cock,” she giggled.

  “Good, because I love your pussy and I want to be inside of it as much as possible.” I crawled onto the bed and between her legs.

  “I guess it’s a good thing you put a ring on it then, huh?”

  “You and that pussy are mine,” I growled. “Now I’m going to shower it with champagne and lick every last drop off you.”

  Picking up the bottle, I popped the cork. Champagne sprayed all over her tight and toned body.

  She let out a little squeak and giggle. Damn, I loved that sound.

  After taking a long drink from the bottle, I handed it to Everly where she promptly started to give it head. The way her mouth moved over the glass had me desperate to see her pretty mouth full of my cock.

  Taking the bottle from her, I poured it over her stomach and her mound; I dove ready to spend the rest of the night between her legs and over her body.

  “First, let me feast on you again and then I want to stick my cock down your throat,” I growled, looking up from between her legs.

  5

  Leo

  A groan and a blinding light woke me up. Turning over, I pulled the pillow over my head and tried to hide from the light and my pounding headache.

  “What the hell? That’s mine,” a female voice said before she snatched the pillow away.

  “Have you ever heard of sharing?” I groaned. Why was there a woman in my bed? Squinting against the light, I tried to make out the woman next to me, but she was covered by a sheet and the pillow she’d just stolen from me.

  “The only thing I’m interested in sharing is a bottle of ibuprofen. How much did we drink last night? I feel like death,” she murmured from underneath the pillow.

  Death was a good way to describe how I was feeling.

  Sitting up, I looked around the room and took it in. Our clothes were strewn across the room. There was a can of whipped cream by the bed and on one table sat a bottle of champagne with two other bottles laying on the floor.

  I didn’t remember ordering the third bottle, but I did remember spraying the whipped cream on Everly and licking it off her.

  Running my hands through my hair, my eyes caught on the silver band on my left ring finger. Looking back on it, last night seemed like a dream. How had I thought getting married to a girl I’d known for all of twenty-four hours was a good idea? Oh yeah, I remembered. It was because I wanted to sink my dick into her.

  Silently, I snuck out of bed and went in pursuit of my phone. Last I remembered it was in my jeans, but where those jeans were, I had no idea. I followed the path of clothing until I was standing at the door and found my jeans and Everly’s tank top.

  Fishing out my phone, I headed for the bathroom where I turned on the shower for some much-needed privacy and went to my contact list to call Luke.

  “Leo,” Alex yelled into the phone. Okay, maybe she didn’t yell, but it sounded like it with the steady beat of drums playing in my head.

  “Hey, Alex. Is Luke around?”

  “He’s in the gym, but he should be done soon. Do you want me to take him the phone?”

  Did I? I wasn’t sure. Luke would probably yell at me and tell me I’d fucked up, but Alex was so sweet and in mommy mode, she’d probably be the nicer of the two.

  “Do you have a second to talk?” I whispered.

  “Is this about a girl?” she asked excitedly.

  I’d been speaking to Alex about my girl problems almost since the time we’d met over the phone. Why should now be any different?

  “I met a girl here in Vegas,” I started. “Actually, she’s the maid of honor.”

  “I can already tell by the tone in your voice you like her. What’s the problem?”

  “Problem?” I laughed, humorlessly. “Yeah, I like her. Too much. Last night we were drunk, and I think I did something stupid.”

  More like I knew I did something incredibly stupid.

  “What happened?” she asked softly.

  Walking over to the door, I listened to see if I could hear anything from the other side. When all was silent, I blew out a breath. “We got married.”

  Alex made a sound that was a mix between a cough and a choke. “Are you sure? Maybe you’re remembering your friend’s wedding.”

  “No, they’re supposed to get married this afternoon. We went to a little chapel we’d seen and yeah…I’m married, Alex. To a woman I barely know.”

  “Well, at least you don’t hate her. That’s a plus.”

  Slumping down against the wall until my ass hit the floor, I hung my head. “What am I going to do? I’m just starting my life here.”

  “You can get it annulled.”

  The thought sat heavy in my gut. I didn’t want to be the first person in my family to get a divorce. I was already dreading it when they all learned what I’d done.

  “Or you can stay married and get to know her. I don’t know if I told you about our friend Jenner, but he did the same thing only his publicist made him stay married. She was afraid of what it would do to his image if there was another scandal under his belt. It turned out to be the best thing to ever happen to him. Maybe the same could be said for you and…”

  “Everly,” I supplied.

  “Oh, I like that name. Is she pretty?”

  “She’s gorgeous and sweet.”

  “But…”

  “I don’t even know where she lives, what her job is or anything except she’s Camilla’s best friend. I can’t ask her to pack up her life in order for us to give what only started a couple of days ago a shot.”

  “I think you should talk to her. See where her head is at.”

  Probably pounding like mine was.

  “You’re right. I shouldn’t make any decisions until I talk to her.”

  “Smart boy. Do you want to talk to Luke or…” She paused.

  “No, I’m going to get off and talk to her. Do you think you could tell him why I called?” I wasn’t sure I could stand to hear the disappointment in his voice when he found out what I’d done.

  “Don’t worry about your brother. He loves you and only wants you happy. If this girl…this Everly makes you happy, then he’ll be overjoyed you’ve found someone.”

  She was right. Although I knew he’d be slightly disappointed in me for letting myself get into a potentially bad situation.

  “Thanks for talking me off the ledge. I’ll call you once I get settled at home.”

  “I’m here for you always. You know that. Be kind to
her. She might be freaking out just like you are.”

  I’d be alarmed if she wasn’t freaking out at least a little.

  Hanging up, I slowly stood up and made my way over to the shower to turn it off. A shower could wait. First, I needed to see where Everly’s head was at.

  Before I had a chance to leave the bathroom, the door flew open and Everly came in with the sheet wrapped around her body. She staggered inside, her long hair a tangled mess, but halted when her eyes landed on me.

  It wasn’t until that moment I realized I hadn’t bothered to cover up after I got out of bed.

  “If I couldn’t still feel you between my legs and this on my finger,” she held up her left hand and pointed to the band that sat on her dainty finger, “I’d think last night was a dream.”

  “Not a nightmare?”

  When she continued to stare, I moved until I was close enough to reach out and touch her. “Are you okay?”

  “What?” She shook her head. “Yeah, I’m fine. What did you say? Your dick had me mesmerized.”

  Mesmerized was a good word for it.

  “I asked if last night was a nightmare for you.”

  “Can you…” she grabbed a hand towel and handed it to me, “cover up or something. With the way my head is pounding and your body on display, I can’t concentrate.”

  Taking the towel, I placed it over my hardening shaft, but he was happy to see Everly and wanted to greet her a good morning.

  “While I’d like to get up close and personal with Mr. Happy again, I think we’ve got bigger fish to fry, don’t you?” She turned and headed out of the bathroom.

  Grabbing the robe off the back of the door, I put it on and tied the sash around my waist while following her out into the bedroom. “Trust me, Mr. Happy as you called him would like to get reacquainted with your tight pussy again, but you’re right, we need to talk.”

  “Do you think we could order some coffee and some pain relievers first?” She sat down on the bed and held her head in her hands. “I feel like death rolled over me while I was sleeping and kept moving along.”

  “Til death do us part feels pretty apt right now, doesn’t it? I don’t think I’ll ever drink tequila again.” I chuckled as I picked up the receiver and called in an order for us.

  She peeked up at me, her lips thinned out into a grimace. “It’s good you have such a great attitude about the whole situation. I thought you might be mad and think I tricked you into marrying me.”

  “Don’t worry. I knew you weren’t a virgin. I don’t know what about it had me playing along except I’ve felt a connection with you from the moment I saw you and went with what felt right in the moment.”

  Thirty minutes later there was a knock on the door alerting me to the room service I’d ordered. “Give me a minute and I’ll be right back.” I didn’t want Everly going to the door with only a sheet wrapped around her. On the way to the door, I grabbed my wallet from my pants. I was met by a tiny old woman who looked like she could barely hold the tray she held in her hands. Giving her a tip, I took the tray and brought it into the bedroom where I poured us both a cup of coffee.

  “Do you want milk or sugar?” I asked before taking a sip of my coffee.

  “I’ll do it. I have to have the right amount. Here’s some Advil for you.” I took the three she had in the palm of her hand and swallowed them with my next sip of coffee.

  Once her coffee was just the way she liked it, Everly sat back down where she’d been before. She took a long drink and let out a happy sigh. “Do you regret last night now?”

  Sitting down beside her on the edge of the bed, I placed my hand on her knee. “Is it crazy I don’t?”

  “A little bit. I mean, we know next to nothing about each other,” she said quietly, moving closer to my side.

  “That may be true, but I’ve known women for a hell of a lot longer and never felt for them what I feel for you in the short amount of time I’ve known you.”

  She laid her head on my shoulder. “And I’ve never had a guy say anything even as remotely sweet as that to me. I like you, Leo. Really like you, but what are we supposed to do? I have to report back to work in a few days. I don’t even know where you live now. All I know is you’re from Sweden and went to school for a couple of years with Jordan at Stanford, which is crazy impressive by the way.”

  Resting my head on top of hers, I took her left hand in mine and ran my thumb over the ring that now sat on her left hand. “After Stanford, I went back to Stockholm for a short while. I recently accepted a job in California, and I’m moving into my new place after we leave here. I don’t expect you to give up your life or job over a marriage that’s only a few hours old.”

  “Maybe we could date or something on the weekends, depending on how far apart we live. I don’t know.” I felt her shrug from underneath me. “What I do know is I like you and I’d hate to not see where this could go.”

  Maybe we could do this backward. Instead of dating first and then getting married, we could date now and see where it led us.

  “I’m willing to make time so we can get to know one another. While I went to school at Stanford, I don’t know California all that well.”

  “Well, I’ve lived there all my life so I’m sure we can figure out how far apart we live from each other. Are you up by Stanford and San Francisco or—”

  “Not up there,” I stopped her. “I’m moving to a little town close to Palm Springs. You probably haven’t heard of it.”

  Everly sat up, her entire face glowing. Her hand under mine flipped over and she wove her fingers with mine. “I wouldn’t be too sure about that. I’ve lived in that area all my life.”

  So, we’d be close. Good.

  Finishing off the last bit of my coffee, I asked. “Have you heard of McArthur Architects in Oasis?”

  “Not McArthur, but I know Oasis. I’ve lived there since I graduated high school.”

  What were the odds?

  “Are you saying you live in Oasis?” It couldn’t be.

  “I live and work there. I have a little apartment not far from where I work. Where do you live?”

  I flushed, hating to admit I hadn’t seen my place yet. “I’m not sure yet.” Her face screwed up, and she opened her mouth in what was sure to be a question asking me why I didn’t know. “I have an address where I sent my things, but I haven’t been there yet.” I shrugged. “I figured whatever they provided me would be good enough. How much room does one need, especially when I’ll be spending a considerable amount of time on the project they hired me for?”

  “I guess that makes sense.” A chime went off in the other room, causing us both to turn our heads. “That’s my phone. It’s probably Camilla. We’re supposed to go get our hair and makeup done.”

  “How do you think she’ll take the news?”

  “Honestly, I don’t know. Before she was telling me I shouldn’t hook up with you for some reason so…”

  “Why not?”

  “I don’t know. She’s been acting kind of strange the whole time we’ve been here. I wanted to ask her about it, but she kept changing the subject. I guess I should see if that was her.”

  I watched as Everly went to where her purse was on the ground and fished through it for her phone. Even from far away, I could see her frown.

  Standing, I went to where she was rooted to the spot. “What’s wrong?”

  “Camilla’s freaking out. Telling me I need to come to their room when I get her message. There’s a whole bunch of missed calls from her that started around three-thirty in the morning.” She looked up at me with her face creased in worry. “Has Jordan called you?”

  Slipping my phone from my jeans, I checked to see if I had any messages from Jordan. There was only one about an hour ago.

  Jordan: The wedding’s off.

  If you want to find me, I’ll be at the bar down at the pool.

  “Fuck,” I hissed.

  “Is it bad?” Everly called from the living area where she w
as fastening her bra. Her hair hung down, obscuring her face.

  “It’s not good. Jordan said the wedding is off.” I walked over to her and showed her the text on my phone. Her big blue eyes got wide as she read it. “I’m going to head down to the pool and talk to him.”

  “That’s probably a good idea. I’m going to talk to Camilla. Um…” She rolled her lips, looking unsure. “Should we reconvene here?”

  “I think I have an extra key somewhere around here if you want to grab it. Put your number in my phone and I’ll let you know if anything changes.”

  There was no doubt in my mind, Jordan was going to stick firmly in his decision, but it was a good excuse to get her number just in case.

  “Here’s mine,” she thrust her phone at me and went about typing on my phone. Dropping my phone onto the table, Everly finished dressing in her clothes from last night.

  I waited until she was done before I handed her back her phone and pulled her to me. “I know things are crazy right now between us, but I kind of like it.”

  Dipping down, I took her mouth in a kiss to show Everly I meant everything I’d said. I liked what was going on with us. I might not have known her long, but I couldn’t deny our chemistry, especially after last night.

  Her feather soft lips touched mine with the lightest of touches. I pulled her bottom lip between my teeth and gave a gentle tug before I swept my tongue into her mouth. Claiming her. Everly wasn’t shy. She sucked on my tongue. Her hands went to my hair, tangling at the nape of my neck. Cupping the side of her neck, I angled her just the way I wanted to get a better angle.

  Pulling away, we both stood there panting as we tried to collect ourselves.

  “I like it too,” she answered back breathlessly. Her eyes were still dreamy when she stepped away and muttered. “I’ll see you later, Leo.”

  “Until later, wifey.” I smirked at her right before the door to my room closed.

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