“What Goes Around Comes Around”
Noah
One wedding (mine), two years, and three Bliss babies (not mine) later . . .
I’m cock-deep inside my wife—yes I said it, my wife—when the phone beside the bed starts ringing.
“Leave it and get your mouth back down here,” Zoe moans as I drop my full weight down onto her and stick my tongue down her throat just the way she likes.
But as soon as the ringing stops, it restarts thirty seconds later.
“For fuck’s sake. I’m trying to come here!” Zoe yells, making my eyes bug out at her before a huge smirk takes over my face.
“Really?” I ask as I stop mid-thrust and just stare at her with a quirked brow.
“Yes!” she pants. “Don’t stop!”
“Demanding one, aren’t we?”
“You love it,” she mumbles against my lips as her fingers tighten in my hair and close the gap, just as she raises her hips up to meet mine. Fuck!
Then that damn phone goes again. Who the fuck is calling me on my honeymoon?
“If you don’t throw that thing into the sea, I fucking will,” I mutter before reluctantly pulling out of her and sitting naked on the side of the bed. “What?” I answer, picking up the phone.
“Well someone’s grumpy. Daniel, why is Noah not happy to hear from me?”
“Maybe cause it’s his honeymoon and he’s probably in the middle of getting some,” he replies.
“Is that right, Noah? Were you giving it to your wife?” Mac asks playfully.
“He was fucking me hard too!” Zoe yells over my shoulder.
“That’s my sister, for fuck’s sake,” Zander moans as I hear their daughter Rose making baby sounds in the background.
“She loved it too,” I retort with a grin.
“Shut your mouth, Taylor.”
Now Zoe is giggling.
“Well, we all know something we just knew you’d want to know,” Mac announces gleefully.
“Did Winters get one past the goal again? Seriously, guys. Three is enough. Just wrap it up or buy a television for God’s sake!” I say back.
Then there’s laughter coming at me over the phone from at least six people, I kid you not.
“No, thank you very much! But thanks for the contraception tip; we’ll take that advice on board, Dr. Taylor. I’ll make sure to tell little Mason that his godfather thinks the world of him.”
“You do that,” I reply wryly. “But who else is in on this call? ’Cause it sounds like we’re sitting in Soldier Field.”
“We conference-called you. You’ve got Mac and Daniel, Sam and Sean and Zan and me, all here to share the news with you,” Kate says excitedly. “We couldn’t wait till you got back. I mean, who takes two weeks for a freaking honeymoon?”
I’m now holding the handset between Zoe and I, our heads close together as we listen to our crazy friends over the phone.
“Ah, didn’t you all take long honeymoons?” Zoe asks.
“We took longer,” Sam says, speaking for the first time. “Hi, by the way.”
“Hey,” Zoe says. “How did Megan take the news that she was going to be a big sister?”
“Let’s say it’s still a work in progress,” Sam admits. Sam and Sean are expecting baby number two just eighteen months after their first, and this time it’s a boy. To say Sean is happy about it is an understatement.
“Let the man get back to his wife, Mac,” Sean’s deep, rather authoritarian voice orders.
“Oooh the big bad Dom is telling you off, Mac,” Sam teases.
“He didn’t call me baby doll, so it doesn’t count,” Mac fires back.
“I can’t spank you, baby doll, but your husband sure can.”
“She’d like that too much, Sean,” Daniel announces.
“Well duh!” Mac says with a laugh. “Anyway. Noah, you wanna hear the news?”
“Alright then. Hurry up so I can go back to fucking my wife.” I pull the phone down quickly to kiss Zoe hard on the mouth before lifting it back up.
“Seriously, Taylor. Too much.”
Now that makes me chuckle. “Okay. Hit me with it then.”
“So your mom told my mom, who told Daniel, who told me—”
“I’m getting soft here, Mac.”
The guys chuckle and the girls gasp in shock before giggling. Zoe, however, just looks down at my cock and smirks at me, mouthing liar, which makes me grin.
“Well, heaven forbid that happens,” Mac replies dryly. “Anyway, Nikki’s husband walked out on her two days into the honeymoon. Two days! Can you believe it? Well I’m sure we all can, because who would be crazy enough to hook up with Satan . . . well, you and Daniel did, but I like to refer to that period of your lives as your crazy years. Anyway, apparently Nikki is devastated but the husband is M.I.A.”
If I had it in my heart to feel bad for her, I probably would. But Satan—as we all now affectionately call her—has had it coming for a while now. She moved her wedding up to the weekend before ours purely out of spite. Not that we gave a shit, but to her it was better to get married before us to try and show us up. Shame it didn’t turn out that way.
“So that’s it? That’s why you interrupted us?” I ask.
“Well . . .” Mac starts to stay.
“She thought Zoe would at least take great pleasure at this news, and also thought it would be funny to interrupt you mid-coitus,” Daniel explains.
“Well, love you all, wouldn’t normally cut such a great call short, but my wife is looking at me as if I’m breakfast, lunch and dinner and she’s been fasting, so I’m going back to finish the job. Any complaints?”
Zander grumbles, but otherwise there is just laughing.
“No? Good. Great. See you in seven days.”
Zoe is giggling her tits off as she ends the call, turns the handset off on the side and throws it toward the floor just in time for me to lie down, sit her on top of me and fill her to the hilt.
Fucking perfect.
The End
Keep reading for a sneak peek at Game Player – Book 1 in the Bliss spin-off “Game” series. First up, it’s Matt “Mini WD” Taylor and Mia Roberts…yes, Noah’s brother and Zoe’s sister. Let the games begin!