Page 31 of The Cowboy's Off Limits Option

And last night, we found out that he'll be"daddy"soon too.

That one's a huge shock. Although, it probably shouldn't be, it's not like we've taken my brother's insistence that we wait till we're married very seriously.

Ginger and her new husband, Current, opened their brew pub slash pizza shop up in Moonshine Ridge last month. Archer and I got a room at the lodge there, did our part to contribute to my bestie's successful grand opening-- and just a few weeks later, I missed my period for the first time ever.

So we're thinking that's probably the night it happened.

We figure that since the stick turned blue so close to the wedding date-- we won't make the announcement for a few more weeks.

Just so my ridiculous brother can live in blissful ignorance about his baby sister's sex life.

Speaking of which...

"I want to fuck mywifebefore we eat."

Archer's crass words are whispered against my ear and everything about them has my body revved up and eagerly letting him lead my away from our wedding reception, up to thesuite that's part of the wedding package at the barn where we're holding the reception.

By the time I get the door unlocked, Archer's got the side zipper of my dress undone.

"We not exactly out of sight up here, you know," I remind him, but I do nothing to remove his hand from where it's sneaked into the bodice of my dress to caress the underside of my breast.

"So open the door faster," he tells me. "You're mine on paper now, a man's got a right to make his wife happy she married him on their wedding day."

Before the door swings fully open, Archer has me and all the satin and tulle I'm wrapped up in, off my feet and across the threshold, kicking the door closed behind us without stopping on his way to the king size bed.

"How do you plan on making me any happier about marrying you, Archer Dean O'Leary?"

I land on the bed with a bounce and quickly scramble back up on my knees, busy with untangling my husband from his tux as quickly as possible.

"I have a couple of ideas,Mrs. Archer Dean O'Leary."

I thrill at his emphasis on missus.

Archer's tongue sweeps between my lips, tangling with mine in a slow kiss that has me moaning.

The hidden side zipper that lets me get in and out of the ball gown style dress without undoing a million and five tiny buttons makes a soft purring sound as Archer's fingers dragging it down the track till the strapless dress falls around my knees.

"Damn."

Archer steps back, admiring the view and clearly liking what he sees.

He lets out a slow whistle.

"I was not expecting that."

A strapless gown with boobs like mine requires some serious foundation, but I really wanted to wear something sexy under my dress for my new husband to unwrap when we were alone.

I had some help from Ginger and my new sister-in-law, Serenity. Apparently they did a good job.

The bustier is made of thick, satin panels and it's doing over time for holding my boobs up and waist in, but the barely-there scrap of lace pretending to be panties and the white garter belt and stockings have my husband hypnotized.

"We don't have long before we have to be back down there for the toasts," I tell him.

I maneuver out of the dress as sexily as I can manage, shoving it off the foot of the bed-- I'll have to get back into it before we go back downstairs.

That's all it takes to bring Archer back to reality.

"I'm going to destroy this thing later." His hands run up my back, calluses catching in the satin as he moves over the corset laces keeping me together. "Right now, I'm just going to make you come a little bit for me."

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