He winked at Marissa before he moved closer to Olivia.
“What is it, baby girl?”
She lifted herself a few inches higher and giggled. “Perfect. I can totally suck your dick like this.”
Ripley reached around her and cupped her ass then worked his hand between her thighs. “And I can finger fuck you. What a delightful combination. We are definitely installing a hardpoint at home.”
Ripley had never done much suspension, and preferred the rope play where he could move her around on the ground or the bed but seeing her suspend herself was just another reminder of all the reasons he loved this sassy, brilliant, independent woman who so willingly gave herself to him.
“Daddy, come on. I want you to fuck my mouth.”
It wasn’t exactly how he’d planned to play with her tonight, but if she wanted his cock down her throat who was he to argue. Especially when she’d asked so nicely.
He loosened his belt and freed his thick erection, smacking her in the face with it before he put it to her lips.
“Show me what a good girl you are,” he growled as she took him deep. He wasn’t sure how far she could take him upside down, but he intended to find out and push her all the way to her limit.
“That’s it. Take all of Daddy.”
He reached up and grabbed the side of the frame to steady himself as he thrust into her mouth and touched the back of her throat. She was going to make him explode in seconds from whatever she was doing with her tongue. She gagged and backed off a bit, breathing through her nose as she moved. Then she took him even deeper, sucking hard as she swirled her tongue over every sensitive nerve.
“God damn, Olivia. You have the most perfect fuckable mouth.”
He had to stop. This was not his plan. But she was turning his brain to worthless mush as she bobbed her mouth up and down his dick.
Finally, he shook off the fog of lust and arousal and pulled his cock away from her.
She was breathing hard as he tucked himself back in his pants.
“I wasn’t done with that,” she pouted.
“You’ll get plenty more later, baby girl. Now come down and let’s talk about all the ways I’m going to fuck you tonight and on our honeymoon.”
Olivia flipped into an upright sitting position again and lowered herself to the ground. “That was really hot,” she said as she worked the hip harness loose and stepped out of it.
“You’re really hot,” Ripley said with a wink.
“About you fucking me. Can we do that now? I’ve been horny since I walked down the aisle and saw you in that tux. It ought to be illegal for a tux to fit a man that good. Would make me commit all kinds of crimes.”
Ripley fisted a hand into her hair and pulled her in for a rough kiss.
“We’ll get to that soon enough. We have to visit with our friends first. Some of them traveled a long way to see us get married.”
“I can’t believe Tyson and Sabrina are here. That was so sweet of them.”
“Tyson is family, and Sabrina likes you. A lot.”
Olivia blushed a bright shade of red and he knew she was thinking about their one night together at Serendipity. Ripley wouldn’t mind repeating a night like that, but not tonight. Tonight, Olivia was all his, and he planned to make sure everyone knew that. Not that anyone doubted it.
“I love you, Daddy. Today has been so perfect.”
“It’s perfect because of you, baby girl. Thank you for everything you’ve given me. I can’t wait to spend a lifetime making up for the last decade.”
Together they headed back for the bar where a group of their closest friends had gathered.
Ripley looked around and smiled as it occurred to him, they were finally home.
Both of Olivia’s bars were back up and running, and he was encouraging her to start looking at property for a third. But for now, she was content to train Jack as the new manager at Liv’s Place. Ripley was already in the swing of his new job with Peter, and it wasn’t nearly as boring as the man had made it sound like it would be.