When I wake up, there’s a ring on my finger and a man in my bed. Both were there yesterday, and both were in my plans. Thank you, Vegas.
Behind me, Mason groans and nuzzles his face into my neck. “Is it morning already?” he asks, his hand sliding over my stomach and slinking lower.
I place my hand on top of his. “It is morning already. Feeling rough?”
“I think I might be too old for Vegas.”
I laugh and twist in his arms so I can see his face. “We didn’t even drink last night.”
“Or sleep,” he says, grinning. “Not that I’m complaining.”
“It was fun, wasn’t it? Everybody together again.” We all flew out yesterday and met at the same hotel where we gathered for the weekend one year ago. Then, we were there for Arrow and Mia’s bachelor and bachelorette party. This time, we’re doing the same for Keegan and Emma. It’s so much like the last trip, but so different. This time, Mason and I actually got to spend the weekend in each other’s arms instead of just wanting to.
“How’s my bride this morning?” he asks, his voice low and husky.
“Tired and happy.” I skim my fingertips over the stubble on his cheek. There’s something about this man before he shaves that makes me purr. “Do you think our friends think we’re crazy?”
“Do I care?” He kisses my neck. His hand slips between our bodies and finds its way between my legs.
“Mason, focus.” The command loses power when I spread my thighs and shift my hips to give him a better angle.
“I am focused.” He touches me with the flat of his palm, rocking against me before exploring with his fingers.
I shove at his shoulder so he rolls to his back. Straddling his hips, I hold his hands on either side of his head. “I asked if you think our friends think we’re crazy.”
“What’s crazy about renewing our vows?” He tugs his hands free and cups my breasts, his thumbs skimming over my nipples.
I tilt my head to the side and rock my hips. “Maybe the part where we did it in a wedding chapel in Vegas,” I say, breathless. “Or the part where we did it in the middle of the night.”
He arches his hips off the bed to put pressure between my legs. “You can’t claim you were drunk this time.”
“I was completely sober,” I whisper.
“And you can’t run away from me.”
I grin. “I mean, I could . . .”
He grabs my hips and guides me to slide over him and down his hard length. After last night’s marathon lovemaking, I woke up ready, but I still gasp, a little tender as he enters me.
“I don’t want to run away,” I tell him. “You’re not going to dodge my calls like you did the first time we got married, are you? I prefer it when you’re talking to me.”
“You like it when I talk?” He skims his fingertips across my belly and then dips to between my thighs where he finds my clit with his thumb. “Do you want me to talk about how this will never get old? Or about how good it feels to know you’re going to be in my bed every night? I’ll talk all damn day if that’s what gets you off.” My eyes float closed. “Focus, Bailey.” But his thumb keeps working, and it’s hard to think about anything but how good it feels to have him filling me up. My body winds tighter and tighter. “Do you have any idea how much I want you? How much I think about you? Any idea how beautiful you are?”
He removes his hand from between my legs, and I cry out, but then he’s rolling me to my back, switching our positions so his weight is on me—delicious and sweet. He frames my face with his hands and smiles down at me, his eyes hazy with lust.
My phone plays Mia’s ringtone, and Mason groans. “Did I seriously tell her I considered her family? Because she’s about to get blacklisted. You need to teach her what mornings in Vegas are reserved for.”
I laugh, but my laughter dissolves as he pulls my knee up and slides in deeper. “They’re waiting for us,” I murmur. “Remember, we’re supposed to do breakfast.”
“I’d better hurry, then,” he says, clearly in no hurry at all.
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