Page 75 of Silver Sanctuary
“What, hubby? Are you not enjoying this?” she teased back, batting her lashes as her hand wrapped around his shaft. She stroked him, precum leaking over her fingers as she worked him into a frenzy. Her soft, slow movement had shudders rolling through his body. The instant her other hand cupped his balls, he moaned out her name like a lovesick fool. Which, of course, he was.
He captured Lacy’s mouth with his. “Your touch is driving me fucking mad. Do you know how badly I want to push you up against this shower wall and bury myself inside of you?” His fingers pressed against her waist, waiting for her to say yes.
“I won’t stop you.” She giggled. And that was all it took. Nash wrapped his arms around her waist, sliding his hands over her perfect ass as he lifted her legs and pressed her against the wall of the shower.
The tile must have been colder than she was expecting, because Lacy let out a small shriek. But Nash crushed his mouth over hers, swallowing the sound almost as quickly as it started.
“Tell me you want this,” he growled.
“I want this. I want you,” she moaned. “Please, Nash. Don’t stop. I need you. Please.”
He kissed her again, his chest pressing against hers. And then he positioned himself so that the tip of his cock slid against her pussy, her warmth wrapping around him inch by torturous inch, completely taking his breath away.
“Fuck, Lace. Oh fuck, you feel so good.” His hips movedwith a mind of their own, setting an intense pace as his hand dropped to circle her clit.
“Oh,” she groaned. “Don’t stop. It feels so... You feel so…”
Christ. Everything about her felt too good. He was fighting to keep himself there, focused on her pleasure. All those years… He was right to wait for her—his wife. Fuck, he loved her so much.
“I love you, too,” she whimpered. Apparently, he’d lost track of his thoughts.
“I’m not going to last…” he groaned as her nails scratched over his shoulders.
“I’m so close. I-I just…” Lacy’s breathing picked up as Nash’s thrusts moved to match their frantic pace. They were both chasing their release, but Nash wouldn’t go before she did. He ground his molars together, the familiar tingle at the base of his spine the only warning of what was about to happen. Her warm breath on his neck was going to be the absolute end of?—
Lacy cried out, her back arching as her walls clamped down around him. The waves of her release sent him spiraling into his own. Nash’s head fell forward, resting on the cool glass of the shower’s wall as Lacy let her own head rest against his shoulder.
For a moment, nothing else in the world existed except for them. Slowly, Nash’s hearing expanded beyond his own heartbeat and his wife’s labored panting. As the sound of water splashing against the tile floor brought him back to reality, Nash knew one thing for sure: he was the luckiest guy in the world, and he would do whatever it took to keep his family safe.
“How are you feeling?” Mae’s hand landed on Lacy’s arm and gave a gentle squeeze. They were standing in the small kitchen in Montgomery Defense. Nash had helped her shower—the orgasms he’d given her truly making her body feel boneless and ready for a nap.
Instead, her nerves were back on high alert, waiting to hear what the expensive lawyers in fancy suits had to say about her taking Embrie and running without having custody of her.
“Not as nervous as I was leaving the courthouse.” It was all she could give to Mae, but she hoped it sounded true.
“That have anything to do with the glow on your cheeks and the way Nash keeps looking over his shoulder at you with a sly grin on his face?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Lacy laughed. “He just helped me relieve a little stress, is all.”
Mae patted Nash’s back. “You sly dog. Not even waiting until your wedding night to consummate the marriage! How scandalous. I absolutely love that for you guys!”
Nash handed Lacy a cup of water and kissed the top of her head. “The lawyers are getting set up in the conference room, so whenever you’re ready, we’ll go in.”
“I’m ready. I mean, we shouldn’t keep them waiting any longer.”
“Okay.”
Nash led Lacy down the hall to the conference room. He held the door open for her, and she tried her hardest to walk into the room with her shoulders back and her head held high.
That confidence faltered the second they were seated and the lawyers introduced themselves.
She took a deep breath, fighting the urge to turn into Nash’s chest and cry. But it wouldn’t do her any good to let her nerves take over. She was facing this head on for Embrie. She could do this for her daughter.
“Mr. Montgomery has already retained us to handle thismatter for you. Whatever you say in this room is covered by attorney-client privilege. However, I must admit, I think it’s best if it’s just my team and your husband in here when we discuss this. Should you incriminate yourself in any way, your friends would not be able to claim any protections under the constitution from being compelled to testify against you, were things to go that far.”
Lacy’s stomach dropped. “I-I don’t… we?—”
Gunner cleared his throat. “We don’t keep secrets from each other. That’s not something we’ve ever done, or will do. Especially when it comes to keeping someone in this family safe.”
