Page 50 of Blood Revealed

“Hannah Baxter,” she mumbles. “I never thought…”

“Told you I was serious, baby.”

When I take her to bed, and I do that right away, I take my time with her. This is the first time I get to make love to my wife and I want it to be everything it should be for her. Peeling her dress down her body, I trail kisses on her skin. The dress being fitted and strapless, she’s not wearing a bra. I take that as a welcome to lavish each breast with attention. She moans, arching her back.

“I bet we can get you to do that louder,” I tease, blowing a soft current of air over her wet nipple. Her legs shift as she squirms. Then I take my ministrations to the other nipple. Hannah squeezes her thighs together when I blow.

“Ohmygod,” she moans, pressing her back up for me to take her harder. I suck deep.

As I make my way down her body, she widens her legs for me, moving my hand where she wants me to touch. I press my thumb against her, manipulating her center. She pushes up off the bed.

“Get the dress off,” she orders. While playing, I left it bunched up around her belly. The dress and her panties get tossed to the floor.

“In a hurry, Mrs. Baxter?” I tease her more by giving her my mouth and tongue between her thighs. The walls of her sex quiver. It’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen, Hannah coming undone. With her eyes pinched shut and her chest still heaving, I move her hand to press and manipulate herself. “Don’t stop, baby. I want to watch you make yourself come again while I get undressed.”

She gasps and whimpers as she pinches and presses that glorious little pleasure nub, giving it to herself. I’m naked, stroking myself before she makes herself come again. When her hips shoot up off the bed, widening her legs to better reach what she’s after, she’s at the perfect height for me to enter her. I glide in, holding on to her knees, and take my wife in every way she lets me have her tonight. We don’t stop until we pass out from sheer exhaustion.

Best fucking night of my life.

Unfortunately, the shit of a new day dawns when my phone lights up. It’s Hero.

“Everything okay?” I ask.

“Got reamed by Duke for taking off. Told him what’s what, but we still need to get back.”

“Should’ve turned your phone off, man.”

“No kidding,” he replies. “I’m dumb and had a sexy wife to undress. Whatcha gonna do?”

We both laugh. “You tell him about Hannah and me?”

“Nope,” he says, a smile in his voice. “I told him you were with us, but that’s your news to share.”

“Right. Brin doing okay this morning?”

“Brother? It was her wedding night. I’m gonna to guess she’s as okay as Hannah right now.”

“So you’ll be carrying her down to the van, then,” I tease.

He laughs again. “Something like that. Get dressed. We’ll meet you down in the buffet for breakfast. I ain’t leaving without pancakes.”

Hero and his damn pancakes. The man has issues. But I hang up and roll back over to see my wife with hooded eyes staring up at me, come-hither lips begging to be kissed. Fuck me. “Back to reality?” she asks, and with her sleepy voice it sounds so damn seductive.

“What’re you up for, baby?”

“I know we don’t have a lot of time, but we could work in one last memory here.”

Hero and Brinley must have had the same idea as us because they wander into the buffet a couple minutes after me and Han. We eat and drink copious amounts of coffee; even Brinley forces herself to drink the decaf because there’s still caffeine in the decaf, just greatly reduced.

At checkout, we get complimentary hotel perks to go toward another stay for celebrating our weddings with them. Then it’s goodbye, Strip. Goodbye, Vegas. We’ve got a thirty-hour trip ahead of us. Gas tank full again. Drinks and snacks to go, we hit the open road. I get Duke being concerned, but nothing’ll make me regret this little detour. I wish Chaos had been there with us, but it happened as it was supposed to happen, I guess.

After about fifteen hours of driving, we find another hotel to stop in for the night. Especially with Brin being pregnant, she shouldn’t be spending thirty hours in a van driving straight through. It’s not really good for any of us, though we all got out to stretch at every stop.

I’m wiped from doing the driving. We pretty much sleep, maybe there’s a little fooling around in there, but we need to be fresh-faced for the second leg of the trip.

The next morning, we check out. Find a Mickey D’s for sustenance and Hero takes the wheel this time. Both Hannah and Brinley have offered to drive, but I don’t get driven around by my woman. Period.

Fifteen and change hours later, we roll up on the Lords compound. It’s nice to be home.

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