Lawful: Gia ~ Hunter ~ Julian ~ Jarrod

by Lexi Buchanan

  Turning, I smile when I look at Jarrod’s overflowing plate. “You need your strength for later.” I pat his stomach before meeting his heated gaze.

  “Later?” He raises a brow while pouring us both a cup of strong coffee.

  “Hmm… Later.” I wink, and collecting my cup, make my way back to our friends, knowing that his eyes are on me.

  “We should have hired the whole damn boat,” Julian grumbles as I sit beside Parker.

  “I agree,” Hunter drawls.

  Gia rolls her eyes. “We are more than capable of defending you guys.”

  I glance at Jarrod who shakes his head, but then Parker clears her throat. “I’ll fill you in later,” she whispers, her eyes quickly glancing to the women at the opposite end of the table.

  “Oh.”

  Not long after breakfast, I find myself huddled together with my best friends at the stern. There are large cushions that feel amazing to rest against while the boat sails to our destination. A light breeze feels good against my heated skin and I feel so relaxed while I watch Jarrod leaning over the side, something in the water holding his attention.

  He’d stripped down to his swim shorts after we’d eaten, and removed his shirt, and my eyes can’t seem to look away from the fine specimen that belongs to me. I’ve yet to remove my cover-up or my leggings, but I will be doing soon because the sun is starting to get stronger, making the thick air warmer.

  My eyes narrow as the woman who keeps eyeing Jarrod finally makes her move and stands next to him with her arms on the railing. Jarrod goes tense but instead of being jealous, I’m furious that someone would make a move on him when it’s obvious that he’s with someone else.

  Growling in the back of my throat, I feel Parker and Gia staring at me so I glance in their direction.

  “Go and show the bitch who he belongs to,” Gia encourages.

  “Strut your stuff, Ivy,” Parker adds. “I’d just hit the woman, but that’s not your style.” She chuckles. “Seriously though, I’d strip and go and show her what you have that she doesn’t.”

  I was already on the same page, but their encouragement finds me swiftly rolling from the cushions with snickers from my friends as I end up on my hands and knees before I quickly get to my feet in a huff, glaring at my friends who try to hide their amusement.

  Rolling my eyes, I slip my leggings off and then remove my cover-up. “How’d I look?” I turn to my friends who look surprised.

  “Stunning…now go… My father’s had enough of her.”

  “So have I.”

  Shoving my shoulders back, I make my way over to Jarrod. I know that I look good in this bikini and can’t wait for his eyes to be on me. The woman sees me first and moves closer to Jarrod, who takes a step back, placing his hands on his hips.

  I smirk, knowing what’s coming as I reach out and place my hand on his back. His head whips around and the relief and then love that I see on his face makes me want to cry with what he makes me feel.

  He wraps an arm around my waist, keeping me anchored against him. “Honey, this is Lydia,” he says, and then smiling down at me, his whole face alight with pleasure, he says, “and this is my fiancée, Ivy.” His gaze lingers before he glances at Lydia. “If you’ll excuse us.”

  39

  Jarrod

  Leading Ivy away, I flex my hand on her naked waist. I caught a glance of her bikini when I turned to find her behind me, but considering the situation at the time I figured it was better to wait before properly looking her over. Anything she wears usually affects me, and I have a feeling that her lack of clothing is going to be a distraction to say the least.

  Something that I think the girls have teamed up to do together as my daughter and their friend Parker seem to be in very little.

  I shake my head as I meet the smirk on Gia’s face before I drop my ass down onto the edge of the cushioned lounger that Ivy had previously been relaxed in.

  My eyes finally land on my fiancée, and my eyes practically bulge out of my head at the sight. She has magnificent breasts and seeing them covered with the small triangles of shimmering fabric does things to me.

  Hearing chuckling from beside me, I close my eyes and try to remember that my daughter isn’t all that far away.

  I snap my eyes open and with a bit of rearranging, I tug Ivy down to sit between my legs. She wiggles to get comfortable, causing my dick to swell and throb between us.

  “Mmm,” Ivy mumbles, turning her face to meet my gaze. “I have plans for in the water,” she whispers.

  “I’m not even sure that I’m going to be able to move from here and get into the water without everyone seeing what you do to me.” I wrap my arms around her waist, keeping her still.

  I’m not sure how long has passed, but the instructions about the snorkeling has finished, and I’m eager to get in the water. Ivy seems just as eager, when she jumps up and starts getting herself ready.

  My eyes stray to her little panties, causing my mouth to water. It would only take one tug of the strings at each side of her hips to bare her to me and my mouth.

  In her excitement, I’m sure she’s forgotten that her intention is to seduce me, although I’m just as sure that she’ll remember once we’re in the water and away from the others.

  “You’re practically drooling.” Hunter laughs. “You’re not the only one either. Gia is driving me crazy in her little bikini.” He watches his wife. “If I’d have known what she’d packed, I’d have repacked for her,” he grumbles.

  I wince. “That’s too much for a father to hear.”

  He shakes his head. “No way do you get off lightly now that you’re marring her best friend.”

  I stare at Hunter and witness the love he has for Gia as he continues to watch her.

  “What are you planning on doing once this thing with Abatangelo is over?” I ask, curious if they’ll stay close.

  “We’re going to be looking for a home that isn’t all that far away from you. I want her to have her family and friends around her as well as me.”

  “Does she know?”

  He shakes his head. “Not yet.”

  “Didn’t think so. She’d have already told me.”

  “That she would… Let’s go,” he says, making his way to Gia. Her smile is radiant when she sees that he’s with her.

  It’s the smile that Ivy gives me when my hand lands on her bottom. I tap it lightly and grin as I follow her into the clear ocean.

  She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist once I’m neck deep in water. Her clear green eyes shine with excitement as they hold mine. “I love you, honey.” I press her against me and groan when she rubs against my aching cock. “You’re playing with fire.”

  Her forehead rests against mine. “I love you, and I want us to find a secluded spot in the water, and then I want you to love me.”

  Growling, I keep her in my arms and float on my back with her curled around me, her head on my chest.

  “I love this, Jarrod. I love being in your arms in paradise.”

  Smiling, I admit, “Everyday with you is paradise, honey.”

  “Mmm.” Ivy moves slightly against me making me feel more than I’d prefer while surrounded by our friends and the others from the boat.

  “I need you alone,” I growl, clutching her to me as I start to swim toward the rocks.

  “Then let’s find somewhere private because I need you inside of me.”

  “Fuck,” I curse under my breath.

  Swimming with a rock hard cock bobbing in the water isn’t the easiest of things to do, but finally I have us hidden in a narrow opening between two large rocks. Moving a bit further in, I discover the water isn’t as deep and that I can put my feet down. The water still comes to my chest, but all I care about right now is being alone with Ivy.

  Turning her in my arms, our lips meet in a sweeping kiss before they fuse together. Our tongues slide and caress and before I can contemplate my next move, Ivy shoves her hand inside my short
s. Her fingers wrap around my solid length while I break from the kiss, gasping for breath. “I’m close,” I warn. “I want to be inside you when I come.”

  “God, yes.”

  My fingers make quick work of her panties and then I’m shoving the material away from her breasts as I lift her to my waiting mouth. Her nipple becomes a hard bud against my tongue, the other between my finger and thumb.

  So lost in the taste and touch of her, I’m brought quickly back to the present when I nearly come as her pussy makes contact with my throbbing dick.

  Growling and gasping for air, I turn her around to face away from me. “Hold on,” I hiss, the only warning I give her before I lift her hips and impale her on my cock.

  The fiery sensation of being buried inside her tight, wet, heat has my balls pulled so damn tight against my body that I’m sure I’m going to come the minute I move.

  Ivy moans and drops her head back onto my shoulder, her heavy lidded eyes meeting mine. “I love you.” Slamming my mouth down to hers, I grasp a large swaying breast into my hands and start thrusting in and out of her welcoming body.

  I last three strokes before the fire in my balls erupts and I’m jetting semen against Ivy’s pulsating walls as she convulses in my arms. The strength of my release very nearly brings me to my knees and it takes everything in me to keep us above the water.

  “Stay inside,” Ivy whispers. “I don’t want you to leave me just yet.”

  I kiss her shoulder and wrapping my arms around her waist, I keep her anchored to me. The small currents, rippling along her inner walls keep my cock hard so it’s of no surprise to me when my body takes over. I gently rock and find that I’m clenching my teeth when Ivy tightens like a fist around me, her core rippling in another orgasm that leaves her completely sated in my arms.

  “I don’t have any strength for anything right now.”

  Chuckling in her ear, I admit, “You’re not the only one.”

  “I want to take care of you,” she whispers, slowly pulling herself free from my cock while I clench my jaw together.

  “I’ll survive, honey.”

  She turns in my arms, and looking down all I see is her breasts floating on the water.

  Chuckling, Ivy leans closer, rubbing her breasts against my chest. The hard nipples scrape against me causing my erection to jerk, hard, not only at the feel of them, but as her fingers wrap around me.

  “I want to finish you off with my hand.” She strokes over the silky length before she lightly brushes my balls with her fingers. “I want to feel the warmth of your release on my hand.” She rubs around the bulging crown with her thumb as my breaths become heavy with the need to come, which I will be doing within seconds.

  She continues, “I want you to come with the feel of my fingers around you, my bared breasts against your chest, but most of all, I want you to imagine your cock sliding between my breasts while I suck the head into my mouth.”

  Too much!

  Slamming my mouth over hers to shut her up, I jerk hard in her hand. I come so hard my eyes cross, and just when I start relaxing, the hold on my balls releases more jets of come. If we weren’t in the damn ocean I’d have made one hell of a mess.

  “Feeling better now?” she asks, trailing her lips over my collarbone, sending goose bumps over my skin.

  I pry her hand from around my shaft and sag in relief. “I need a nap.”

  She laughs. “That good, huh?”

  “Honey, it’s always that good with you.” I kiss her button nose and reach between her legs to fasten her bikini bottoms back on.

  Her gasp and flutter of her eyes makes me smile and as much as I want to continue with her, we’ve pushed our luck for long enough. “Help me with these.”

  Her bottoms fastened and my shorts back around my hips, I take her hand to keep her close as we leave our secret place.

  We eventually pull on our snorkeling masks, and holding hands we swim around for another thirty minutes before we head back to the boat.

  40

  Ivy

  Relieved to be seeing Jarrod again, even though we’d only parted company last night. Over our brief time together, I got used to us being together so last night had been difficult, which was probably why I’d been up so early this morning.

  My wedding dress is a thin layer of ivory silk. The back dips to my waist, but the front is more modest. A braided lavender sash of silk fastens around my waist, and then the rest of the dress falls to my feet with a slit all the way up the front to mid-thigh. It’s plain and elegant, and I love it.

  With the heat of St. Thomas, anything else would have been stupid and I’d have probably passed out from over heating.

  I have a pair of matching colored flip flops on my feet, that are coated in small multi-colored crystals that sparkle and change color in the sun. We’re getting married in the beach gazebo so us girls had decided to go for comfort and elegance.

  Gia and Parker, my two bridesmaids, are in the same flip flops, which matches their pale purple dresses. Their dresses are very similar to mine and when standing together we all look perfectly coordinated.

  I smile now as I watch them walk toward Jarrod who looks so handsome in his slate grey pants and lavender colored shirt. Colin, who’d arrived late last night, is best man, standing tall beside Jarrod, while Hunter now makes his way back to me because he’s the one giving me away today.

  My parents refuse to acknowledge my relationship with Jarrod, so I haven’t spoken to them since I’d first mentioned our engagement. All I can think of is that it’s their loss.

  I’ve never been as happy as I walk toward Jarrod. He’s my family now…him, and the others who are present today. I don’t miss my parents as much as I should, and from this day forward anything that happens between us will be if they approach me.

  Right now though, I’m about to become Mrs. Jarrod Carrington and I’m filled with excitement, knowing that the man before me will always love and cherish me, just like I will him.

  The moment our eyes meet, his fill with tears that he rapidly blinks away before I see the love that he has for me in the hidden depths.

  With hands that tremble, Jarrod reaches out and caresses the side of my face. “You look so beautiful.”

  The Officiant clears her throat, bringing our attention forward, and twenty minutes later we’re married and Jarrod has my face cupped in his hands while he kisses me for the first time as his wife.

  His face is one of pure delight as he holds me close and breathes me in. “I love you.” His soft lips caress against mine.

  “I love you, too. So much, Jarrod.” I reach up and wrapping my arms around his neck, I sigh into the strength holding me.

  “Hey, you can have her to yourself later,” Gia interrupts. “Let me hug my best friend and fathers wife.”

  I smile and turn to her when Jarrod releases his hold.

  Gia whispers against my ear, “I’m so happy that he’s no longer on his own.”

  I hug her tightly. “Don’t worry about him. I’m going to look after him, always.”

  “Your wedding was so beautiful,” Parker says, pulling me into her for another hug.

  “You’ve given her ideas.” Julian grins from behind her.

  “Wait! Ideas?” I ask, looking between the two of them. Julian is beaming and Parker looks uncomfortable.

  “Oh, look,” Parker points behind me, “they’re waiting to escort us to dinner.”

  “Hey,” I grab hold of Parker’s arm as she makes to move past me, “what was that about?” I grin and start laughing. “You’ve talked about getting married?”

  Julian is making me laugh because he isn’t helping Parker one bit as she lightly blushes. “Yes, we’ve talked about it,” she finally admits.

  Frowning, I ask, “So what’s the problem?”

  “She didn’t want to mention anything while we’re here celebrating your wedding,” Julian admits, looking between Jarrod, and I.

  I shake my head and jump against
Parker, nearly knocking her over, which ends in a group hug when Gia joins in. “You and Gia are my best girl friends, don’t ever hold stuff back. In fact, why don’t you see if they can fit you in here later in the week.” I beam at Jarrod.

  He laughs. “I don’t see why you shouldn’t as we’re all here anyway, and if Parker wants her parent’s here, that’s one phone call to get them here.”

  Parker starts crying and is immediately swept into Julian’s arms. He cradles her head against his chest and tells her, “If you’re not ready then we’ll wait. A piece of paper doesn’t change how I feel about you.”

  Shaking her head, Parker looks at him through watery tears. “These are happy tears,” she wails. “You really want to get married this week, here?”

  “We’d have been married in Vegas months ago if I would have had my way,” Julian adds.

  “So we’re getting married,” she announces, and then gives Julian a sultry look. His hands freeze on her hips and then I can’t help laugh at the look on his face when she admits, “I think it’s as well that we’re getting married now because in just over seven months you’re going to become a daddy.”

  Julian pales and then before us all, he drops to his knees, wraps his arms around his fiancées hips, and presses a kiss to her belly before he rests his head against her stomach.

  I glance at Gia and she has tears in her eyes as she watches the romantic gesture.

  Jarrod wraps his arms around my waist from behind as I rest against him.

  “I’m glad we witnessed that,” he whispers against my head.

  “Me too.”

  Our trip to paradise turned out to be a lot more than expected.

  THE END

  Afterword

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