by Meghan Quinn
He walked next to Jake and looped his arm around his neck. “So, are you ready for this man?”
“Yeah, let’s just get this over with. I have other plans in mind.”
“Jesus, can’t you just relax and be with your boys for a little?” Mason asked.
They were riding down the escalator toward baggage claim when Jake turned to all three of his groomsmen. “Nothing against you guys, but I’m so horny I think my balls are going to shrivel up and turn into dust. Lexi has been teasing me all week with naked pictures. So, excuse me, if all I want to do is go home and fuck my gorgeous fiancé.”
Ryker laughed and quickly grabbed Jake’s phone out of his pocket, just as he got off the escalator. “I hope you saved them,” he said, while running away toward baggage claim.
“Fucker!” Jake ran off toward Ryker and tackled him into a wall near the bathrooms.
Parker pulled the phone out of Ryker’s perverted hands and handed it to Mason. Jake lunged at Mason, but Parker held him back. “Let’s not make a scene. We’re going to keep that phone until you have a couple of drinks with us, horny or not.”
Jake pointed his finger at all three of them. “I swear, if you look through my phone, I will chop all of your dicks off.”
Ryker grabbed his crotch and grimaced. “That’s just cruel, man.”
The four men grabbed their bags and talked about their trips while driving over to the quiet sports bar that Mason knew wouldn’t draw too many unwanted spectators and fans. Mason, Jake and Parker went into the bar and ordered some beers, while Ryker took a phone call from his agent.
The three guys clinked their beers together. “Cheers, man,” Mason said to Jake. “I can’t believe you’re committing to the old ball and chain tomorrow. I never thought I would see the day when you settled down.”
They laughed and took a sip of their beers. Back in college, Jake was a huge ladies’ man and Mason was the one in a serious committed relationship…with Brooke. Funny how things change, Mason thought. He imagined that he would have been the first one to get married out of his buddies, but instead, it was the ultimate ladies’ man, Jake. And now, Mason was incapable of committing to a woman for more than one night. He didn’t really believe in happily ever after anymore, thanks to Brooke’s dream smashing. She did a number on him, but he wasn’t going to reveal that to anyone. Nope, he just played up the fact that he was a free man and was loving every minute of it.
Ryker busted through the door of the bar and threw his arms around Mason. “Looks like we’ll be able to finally get that dick enlargement together, while holding hands.”
Parker, Jake and Mason all looked at Ryker as if he just gave birth to an elephant.
“What?” Mason asked.
“Just got off the phone with my agent. I’ve been traded. Denver, here I come.”
Jake put his beer down in shock. “What? Wait, so you’re leaving me? You two d-bags are going to be playing together? How the hell is that fair? And how did the Stallions pull that bullshit off?”
Ryker shrugged. “I don’t know, but all I do know is that I got a nice chunk of change out of it.” He put his beer bottle up for another cheers and said, “Here’s to me being so great.” The guys shook their heads and laughed at Ryker’s obnoxiousness.
Ryker put his beer down and pointed to the wall. “No shit. Look at that. A life size picture of me doing my touchdown dance. I’m surprised the “Gift from God” Jake isn’t up there.”
The guys didn’t have the heart to direct Ryker’s attention to above the bar, where there was a mural of Jake pictures splattered all over the wall. Instead, they watched Ryker pull out his iPhone and take a picture of himself next to the picture…of himself on the wall. He gave the camera a thumbs up while making a dumbass grin.
When he came back, he said, “That’s going on my Instagram.”
“Speaking of which,” Parker said, pointing to Mason with his beer bottle. “Who the hell was that hot mess sitting next to you?”
Mason laughed out loud. “Some chick that had a massive hangover from the night before. I couldn’t help myself. She had a gigantic string of drool hanging out of her mouth while she was sleeping…right after she threw up in a barf bag after take-off.”
The guys gagged at Mason’s story. “She sounds like a real winner,” Ryker said.
Mason laughed, thinking about how she was a real winner alright, a feisty one. “She had quite the mouth on her when she was awake, but yeah, a complete hot mess.”
“What kind of mouth? Would she be able to handle Russell the love Muscle?” Ryker asked, while thrusting his pelvis at Mason. Mason backhanded Ryker’s crotch and all the guys laughed while Ryker bent over in pain.
“Well done, man,” Jake said, while grabbing shots for all the guys.
Ryker gripped the edge of the bar, while holding his crotch with the other hand. His elbow propped his upper body up as he grabbed his shot glass.
“To an amazing weekend,” Ryker groaned out.
“To a good weekend,” all the guys said together. They clinked their glasses and downed the liquid contents.
***
Jake stumbled into his bedroom, where Lexi was curling her hair. The guys had dropped him off and gone to the hotel to get ready for the night. Thankfully, Parker was the responsible one out of the group and promised he would get the other two idiots to the party on time and not too wasted. Jake passed the girls on the way to his bedroom, but was too pre-occupied to really have a conversation. He murmured something about finding Lexi and they all pointed to his bedroom. That was where he found her, his blonde dream. He knew he was a little wasted, but even if he wasn’t, he knew he wanted Lexi just as much at that moment as he would if he was sober.
She was wearing her bathing suit that barely covered her girly bits, making his plans for her that much easier to accomplish. As he looked up and down her body, he thought about what a lucky son of a bitch he was. She was perfect, from her long blonde hair, to her bright blue eyes to her tightly toned body to her large breasts that always made his mouth water.
“Babe, I need you so bad,” Jake said, while wobbling over to her. She smiled at him in the mirror, but then took in his appearance and frowned.
Turning around, she asked, “Are you drunk, Jake Taylor?”
Jake pointed at himself. “Who? Me?” He waved it off. “Never!” He grabbed her by the waist and started kissing up her neck. “Jesus, I missed you so damn much.”
She tried to push against his chest, but failed miserably when he started kissing along her jaw. “It’s been so long since I’ve held you in my arms. You are so soft.”
“And you are so drunk,” she said, while granting him access to the other side of her jaw.
“You like it because I’m easy.”
“You’re always easy. All I have to do is flash you a tit and you’re hard.”
Jake pulled away and grabbed her breasts with both hands, marveling at their weight. “Have you seen these things? How could I not get hard?”
“I have seen them, every day of my life.”
“Damn that’s hot. Do you ever get horny from looking at yourself in the mirror?”
Lexi swatted at him. “What the hell is wrong with you? Oh wait, you’ve been hanging out with Ryker again.”
Jake shrugged his shoulders and started kissing her some more, this time on the mouth. He coaxed her mouth open with slight swipes of his tongue and took advantage when she finally opened up. This was his heaven. He wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but with Lexi, in their room, holding her close to his body.
He reached around her back and up her neck, where he untied her bathing suit top. She let it fall to the ground without any concern, letting Jake know that the plans he’d been conjuring up on his flight home were going to become a reality. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. All of a sudden, he had the need to rip all their clothes off. He pulled his shirt off over his head, only breaking the contact of their lips
for a second. He crushed his chest against hers marveling at the feel of skin on skin. He had never felt anything more erotic then her bare breasts pressed against his chest. Her nipples were hard and scraped against his skin, which had been recently waxed for a magazine cover, so he was able to feel every sensation her skin provided.
“God, you feel so good, baby,” he said, in between kisses.
She ran her hand over his length and said, “So do you, big guy.”
Jake moaned out in pleasure and quickly slid off the rest of their clothes and guided his soon-to-be wife to their bed. He watched as she placed herself on her back in the middle of their bed and thanked God for her being in his life. Her blonde hair that was partially curled fanned against the white pillow, making her look like a present heaven sent down to him. She smiled up at him and opened her arms to him. Following her lead, he straddled her lithe little body and was just about to make a full connection when there was a knock on their door. Jake rested his head on Lexi’s shoulder in defeat.
“Lex? It’s Margo, your mom just got here and is looking for you. What should I tell her?”
“Tell her Lexi’s fu…” Lexi covered Jake’s mouth before he could shout to everyone that they were about to have sex.
“Tell her I’ll be right out.”
Jake knew the look he gave her was one of an incredibly desperate man.
“Babe, you can’t be serious. I have some serious blue balls down there. My little Dick Clark has been doing a countdown since I got off the airplane and it’s just not right to not let his balls drop. It’s just not right.”
She patted his cheek and hopped off the bed. “You’ll be fine, it’ll give you time to sober up.”
“Are you serious? Baby, please. I miss you.”
Lexi turned around with one hand on her hip. He took in the sight in front of him and felt his Dick Clark get even harder. Life was so unfair, but then she walked over to him and dropped between his legs. Heat washed over Jake’s body, setting his body on fire. Maybe life wasn’t so unfair after all.
Before he could say anything to her, her mouth was sucking face with Dick Clark and rubbing him up and down while cupping his balls. Jake threw his head back in complete pleasure.
“Jesus!” Jake knew it had only been a couple of days since he had seen Lexi, but being away from her for a day was painful, let alone a couple of days. He watched as his fiancé looked up at him through her lashes and gave him the sultriest look he had ever seen, combined with the sucking and stroking motion she was delivering, he was a goner. He gripped the sheets he lay on top of and let out a guttural moan as he came. Not even ashamed for lasting no more than a minute, he blew out a heavy breath and gasped for more air.
Lexi ran her hands up his thighs, past his stomach and up his pecs. She lightly kissed him on the mouth and said, “Go take a shower. I need to go see my mom.” She sauntered over to the bathroom and wrapped her silk robe around her body.
“I should fine you for covering up such sweet perfection.”
Lexi rolled her eyes at him as she walked toward the door. “You are so lame sometimes, Taylor.”
He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto his lap. “I’m speaking the truth.” He kissed her temple. “Don’t think you just got out of that.”
“Got out of what?” she asked.
“Depriving me of watching you have an orgasm. Oh no, I’ll get my chance when you’re least expecting it.”
“Is that right?” she asked, while stroking his face.
“Yes. Do one thing for me tonight, baby.”
“What’s that?”
“Don’t wear underwear.”
She got up and tied her robe tighter. She talked to him over her shoulder as she walked toward the door. “I didn’t plan on it.” She gave him a smile and walked out the door.
“Lord help me,” Jake said, while lying back on the bed and running his hands over his face. Tomorrow night could not come soon enough…when he’d be able to carry his new wife off to their honeymoon suite.
Chapter 3
Piper sat up and took a sip of the fruity alcoholic concoction Margo made for all the girls. Lexi was inside doing her hair while Piper, Brooke and Margo were still outside trying to catch a couple of extra rays before the rehearsal dinner.
“You are one brave woman,” Margo said, referring to Piper’s bathing suit. “I would never be able to wear a thong bottom, let alone go topless.”
Piper chuckled and Brooke cut in, who was topless herself, before Piper could comment. “Well look at her. She has the body of a goddess. If my ass looked like hers, I’d be wearing a thong bottom as well.”
“That’s true,” Margo added. “Thanks to my Latino genes, it’s like I’m practically wearing a thong anyway because none of the bottoms fit my ass.”
Piper laughed. “Hey, guys love curves.”
“That they do, but I’m just going to say it, Piper you are hot.”
“I concur,” Brooke chimed in. “I mean, who’s able to have naturally ‘iron-curled’ hair, metallic eyes, breasts that are so perky I want to touch them myself and can pull off multiple tattoos that, let’s be honest, only increase your hotness factor?”
Piper was starting to feel a little uncomfortable with all the talk about her looks and body. She knew she was lucky when it came to the looks department and it had gotten her in trouble multiple times, but when she wanted to, she used her looks to her advantage. Something she planned on doing this weekend to get Mason Dashel back.
“Uh, well, thanks you guys, but I’m not really into women. Not to say that I haven’t dabbled a time or two,” Piper said with a grin.
Brooke lifted off her chair and looked at Piper with her mouth open. “No way. You’ve been with a girl?” Piper just shrugged her shoulders. “Come on, girl, you have to tell us.”
Piper looked at both Margo and Brooke and realized that Lexi had some really good friends. They were fun, exciting, and easy to talk to. Brooke came off as a normal human, not the psychotic bitch Mason made her out to be or the crazy she hung up on for Mason, which she was keeping on the down-low for now. She didn’t want to let that cat out of the bag just yet. Plus, she liked Brooke; she kind of felt bad going after her ex, but she wasn’t really going after him…she was just tricking him. In the end, Piper thought Brooke would appreciate her plan.
Still, it was nice having the girl time, tanning, drinking and gossiping. She was the first to take her top off; she had no shame at all. It was so freeing to feel the sun hitting her creamy skin. She was a free person, ever since she’d been able to release herself from her father’s military confines. One of the first things she did was get a tattoo that started at the base of her back. It was a bottle that was tipped over, the cork slowly turned into little shadows of birds that flew across her body and over her shoulder to her collarbone where they formed the phrase “Free Yourself” written in script. The moment her mother caught sight of her choice of artwork, she almost passed out in hysterics. Piper tried not to take too much pleasure in listening to her father grind his teeth in disapproval. Point, Piper!
“Seriously, Piper, are you not going to tell us?” Brooke asked.
“I don’t kiss and tell. Hey, you’re looking a little red around the nipples Brooke, you might want to go inside.” Brooke looked down and examined her nipples.
“You’re right. Plus, I need to try to tame my hair. I can’t just slip a dress on like you, Piper, and be ready.” There was a bit of a snide tone to Brooke’s voice, but Piper chose to ignore it.
Piper turned to Margo, who was still fully clothed. Piper thought Margo was crazy for thinking Piper was prettier than her. Margo was decked out with olive skin, deep blue eyes and long dark hair. She had curves in all the right places and had that exotic look that brought any man to his knees.
“You have to ignore Brooke. Sometimes she can get a little snippy.”
“It’s alright. No biggie. So you, Lexi and Brooke met in college?”
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sp; “Yes we did. Lexi and I were on the softball team together and we were also roommates. I don’t think I could have gotten through those four years without her. The hell we were put through was enough to make someone jump off a cliff, but she made it easier. Brooke came along the last year in college. She was dating Mason, I think for three years by then; we met them through Jake who Lexi started dating. As you know, Jake and Mason played football together for the school. They were amazing together on the field. I really hoped that when they were drafted, they would be drafted together, but Jake ended up in San Diego and Mason was drafted to the Denver Stallions.” Margo leaned forward and lowered her voice. “Brooke and Mason were engaged right out of college and were supposed to get married this year as well, but Brooke broke it off to pursue her singing career.” Margo cringed. “She should have stayed with Mason. I don’t know if Mason knew she was going to be here, so it should be an…exciting weekend.”
Piper smiled. “It should be. I’ll make sure that nothing destructive happens between Brooke and Mason. We don’t want a scene or anything.”
“I agree,” Margo looked around. “Soo…you were Mason’s companion on your flight here?”
Piper rolled her eyes. “You friends with Mason on Instagram as well?” Margo nodded apologetically. “Well, that’s rich. I’m glad that picture is available for everyone.” She shook her head. “I’m going to kill that man.”
“Let me know if you need any help. He’s tortured me a time or two.”
Piper lifted an eyebrow in question. “Has he? Well then, let’s have a little conversation, my friend. I have a good way of getting him back and I just might need your help.”
Margo rubbed her hands together. “Oh, I’m listening.”
***
Mason and the guys took a taxi over to Jake’s house from the hotel. The rehearsal dinner was semi-casual so Mason put on a pair of dark jeans and a white button up. It was on a beach, so he didn’t want to appear too fancy. Ryker, on the other hand, decided to wear his red, white and blue plaid pants with matching Navy boat shoes, navy button-up shirt and red gingham bow tie.
