Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 14079 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14079 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Frustration and a surprise attack give me the advantage, and I end up rolling him onto his back before he realizes what’s happening. “Patience, my rear end,” I grumble and slide down his muscular body to wrap my lips around his hardness.
It’s time for him to get a taste of his own medicine. I lightly run my tongue around the tip before placing little kisses along the vein running down the front of his cock. “You’re playing with fire, honey bun.”
“Patience, king stud.” I throw his words back at him and lick my way back up his shaft.
“I’m going to whip your ass for this.” Does he really think that’s a threat?
“I look forward to it.” I close my lips around his hardness and suck him to the back of my throat. I throw myself into blowing his mind, and my efforts pay off when he wraps his hand in my hair and tells me all the dirty things he’s going to do to my body.
“Get up here and ride me.” He reaches down and lifts me against his body. I straddle his thighs as he lowers me onto his erection. I rotate my hips, drawing his cock deeper. He tries to pull me down harder, but I lock my knees and force him to let me set the pace.
I’m concentrating on my mission to drive him crazy when he smacks my rear end, hard. Fireworks explode behind my closed eyes as a sudden orgasm tears through me. Pleasure rocks my world, and he thrusts faster while I ride out my climax.
When he comes shouting my name, I drop limply across his chest. Exhaustion overtakes me, and I don’t think a tornado could make me move right now.
“Marry me.” That does it. I sit straight up and stare down into his eyes. “I love you, and I want the whole world to know you’re mine.”
“This is fast.” But right. I feel it all the way to my toes.
“What can I say? I’m quick on my feet.” He pulls me down for his kiss. “Will you marry me?”
“Yes.” I smile against his lips as happiness flows through me.
Grizz and Morgan announce their pregnancy a day later. And while I don’t want to steal their thunder, I also don’t want to wait to become Mrs. Miles Tempest. In the end, we decide on a quick courthouse ceremony with just Coach Ward and the Falcons’ owner, Jordan Sterling, as witnesses.
What can I say? We couldn’t ask Fischer and Maddie to do it without asking Grizz and Morgan. And we wanted to keep it a secret so no one could complain about being left out.
My parents take the news hard at first, but my mom understands where I’m coming from so she convinces my dad to give Miles a chance. I’m pretty sure the tickets to the first home game and flights to Silver Spoon Falls help, too.
Now, my brother. That’s another story. He ends up giving Miles two black eyes this time. I’m pretty sure my enforcer husband let my brother have the upper hand, but I’m going to keep that little tidbit to myself.
A week after our simple wedding, a different tentacle porn book shows up at the house without a note. Since it was ordered from an online bookstore, we can’t return it, so I read it. No use in letting it go to waste, after all.
Having new tentacle porn books show up at our house becomes a regular thing. I’m not sure if it’s Miles’ teammates or one of our siblings sending them, and I don’t really care. I just read the books and keep my mouth shut.
Dealing with large families definitely gets freaking complicated, but I wouldn’t change a thing.
Eight Months Later
As I fight my way through the fog, I hear Grizz and Fischer laughing while Maddie hisses, “Stop filming him while he’s passed out.”
“No.” I don’t think I’ve ever heard my brother-in-law refuse his wife. I guess there’s a first time for everything. “I can’t pass up the chance to have a video of Temper Tempest sprawled the fuck out on the delivery room floor. Plus, I still owe the fucker for marrying my sister without telling me first.”
What in the hell is happening to me? I think as my memory slowly clears. I blink my eyes open and find two sets of laughing eyes and two sets of worried eyes staring down at me. I glance around as the events of the last few minutes start to trickle into my brain.
“Are they okay?” I ask and sit up way too fast. The room spins around as I search the crowded hospital room for my wife and daughter.
“Your wife is fine.” The kind nurse leans over and smiles at me. “And so is your son.” Son? The word echoes through my mind as the blackness envelops my field of vision again. I drop back on my elbows and take several deep breaths, trying to get myself under control.