by KB Winters
“Before the sun sets on this day, you will be my wife.”
Wife.
It was a word I never thought would mean a damn thing to me, but it meant a hell of a lot. Ever since I’d gotten her to agree to marry me if we lasted six months, I’d been anxious to make her mine.
Today, I would.
“That sounds nice. Gunny has a wife,” she sang in a voice that reminded me a little too much of Maisie. I tickled her, but my girl was tough and she didn’t do ticklish, but she did wrap her hand around my cock.
“One more fuck as a single man?”
I grinned, but Peaches was already there, pushing me on my back and sliding down the length of my cock easily, proof she was hot and ready for me.
I gripped her hips hard, unable to tear my gaze away from the picture she made, natural and naked as she bounced on my cock, head thrown back in ecstasy.
“Peaches, babe.”
She opened her eyes and smiled, putting her hands to my chest and riding me like she was on a mission, hard and fast while she held me in her gaze, transfixed. Hell, maybe I was spellbound because everything about the moment rushed to my nerve endings, sending fire and electricity over my skin until I could only feel what was happening.
“Gunnar. Oh fuck, yes! Gunnar!”
She rode, slow and deep and so fucking intense I felt the orgasm build starting with my toes.
“Gunnar.”
She reached around and played with my balls while she rode my cock, and I was lost, body convulsing as the orgasm tore through me at her command. My body twitched and pulsed as my cock emptied into her body while she continued to ride, faster and harder, her fingers tangling in my hair as she brought her lips to mine, kissing me and moaning while she rode out her orgasm.
“Holy fuck, babe.”
She let out a nervous laugh. “No shit, right? Now I can’t wait to see how married people get it on.”
I kissed her one last time before she pulled back with a sleepy smile.
“I know just the spot.”
The moment I saw it I knew it would be perfect for a quiet moment alone, together.
“I can’t wait,” she purred and fell back against the bed, curling into my side. “But now I need sleep, it’s my wedding day don’tcha know.”
I smiled as she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face. That was how I wanted to leave her anytime I had to, naked, smiling and satisfied. That was the plan. The goal.
After spending way too long staring at the curve of her hip, I took a quick shower and got dressed. Today was special for a number of reasons, mostly because it was my wedding day. But there was another reason, and when I walked into the freshly painted Sin Room, where all Reckless Bastards business would be conducted, I smiled. Feeling right at home, once again.
The guys would all be here soon, pissed off and sleepy because of the early hour, especially when we’d all been up drinking until dawn, when I slipped away with Peaches to remind her why she wanted to marry me.
“Look at that goofy fucking grin. He’s thinking about Peaches again,” Cruz joked, leading the group with Slayer, Holden, Saint and Wheeler coming in behind him. “You didn’t tie her to the bed, did you? We were joking about that.”
“Yeah man, the authorities frown on that shit,” Slayer joked and took a seat. “What’s with the early morning meeting on your wedding day?”
“Glad you asked. I have some good news.” That got everyone’s attention because we’d been in a sort of limbo for the past few months, between Holden turning the ranch into a successful operation, and The Barn Door’s membership doubling, life had been hectic.
Crazy hectic but good. Great, even.
“Business is doing well, which means we are all doing well.”
There was close to a hundred mil in the accounts and I was happy to spread it among my brothers, handing them information for their personal club accounts.
“Before we get to this, we need to make it official.”
“As long as there are no fucking robes or candles, I’m in,” Holden groaned.
There may or may not have been a ceremony, but that was MC business. For Members only.
“It’s my wedding day but I have a few gifts for you all.”
“For Christ’s sake man, it’s y’all!” Holden flashed a smile and motioned for me to continue.
“Wheeler, you were the last to arrive, but you’ve proven that you’re a killer second in command. Reckless Bastards, I present your Vice President, Wheeler!”
He strolled up to the front of the room, a cocky but distant smile in place as he took his patches and his vest. “Thanks, man.”
“Slayer, because you look so sexy in your librarian glasses, you’re Treasurer.”
He stood and flipped his hair. “Worth all the sore throats,” he joked but the man had a sense of occasion, hugging me tight before stepping back. “Thanks, man.”
“Anytime, brother.”
“Saint, you’re the best to put in charge of weapons so I know you won’t let us down as Sergeant at Arms.” The freaked-out version of the kid was back, and I knew I’d have to talk to him soon. “Congratulations, brother.”
“Thank you.” His voice was quiet, barely audible, and he turned away before I could say another word.
“Holden with your big mouth and never ending chatter, you’re our Communications Director.”
His lips twitched in amusement, but his chest was puffed out a little more and his shoulders were a little broader as he walked up to get his patches.
“It’s an honor,” he said simply and shook my hand.
“Now you can open the envelopes,” I told them and pulled out the heavy ass decanter of whiskey. “Let’s drink to our success!”
We did. It didn’t matter than it was just past ten in the morning, we drank like it was Saturday night until the decanter was nearly empty.
“Shit man, we gotta get you married,” Holden said raising his glass in a toast.
“I’m getting married!”
Like it always did, the thought of marrying Peaches made me smile. “I’m going to fucking get married!”
“Oh shit, he’s drunk. Peaches will kill us all,” Wheeler joked as we all walked back to the main house, half-pissed. Before noon. As laid back as she was, Peaches had all the men more afraid of her than Martha. It was hilarious.
“She can’t kill me, I’m her groom.”
The back door smacked open, and Peaches glared at me, a big ass grin on her face. “Grooms are easy enough to find. Probably even a sober one.”
“I’m sober,” I insisted.
“I insist on a field sobriety test. Upstairs. Now.” She turned and walked away but my body came to life and pulled me up the porch steps.
“Gotta go, guys.”
They were all laughing. “Don’t be late for the wedding,” Slayer called out, amusement in his voice.
We cut it close, but we weren’t late.
Not much, anyway. I fulfilled my promise and we were married by the time the sun sank behind the horizon.
“You’re mine,” I growled in her ear and twirled Peaches around the dance floor.
“And you are mine, Gunnar. Motherfuckin’ mine.”
Oh how I loved it when she got all sassy and possessive. “Always.”
~ T H E ~ E N D ~
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About The Author
KB Winters is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author of steamy hot books about Bikers, Billionaires, Bad Boys and Badass Military Men. Just the way you like them. She has an addiction to caffeine, tattoos and hard-bodied alpha males. The men in her books are very sexy, protective and sometimes bossy, her ladies are...well...bossier!
Living in sunny Southern California, with her amazing man, her kids and the fur babies, this embarrassingly hopeless romantic writes every chance she gets!
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