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He really is.
With one hand on my hat and the other behind me on his thigh, I swivel my hips and let my head fall back as I lose myself to the pleasure that builds.
Digging my knees into the bed, I sit back with both hands on his thighs and ride him like I know he likes. No, that helovesbecause his lips part and his gaze locks on mine before his eyelids lower and he moans a long, drawn-out sound that fills the room.
“Gabe…fuck…”
His hands roam my chest and thighs, and my breath hitches when he tugs on my balls. “Yeah, counsellor, lose it for me. I want to watch you come apart so bad.”
Hunter wraps his fist around my cock and strokes me with every bounce. It’s so good I don’t want it to end, but the best thing is, I can do it again in a few hours.
“Ah! Oh god…” Hunter wrings my orgasm from me like he wanted, and when I allow myself to open my eyes and sit up, his smirk of satisfaction just gets me.
I lean down to kiss him. My hat bumps the pillow, so I push it up out of the way and swivel my hips as I stare down at Hunter. His jaw is set tight as he grips the flesh of my hips and punches his hips up, driving himself into me. His orgasm is hard, his entire body quaking as he pants against my lips.
The candles still flicker as we pant in a sweat-slicked heap, and he brings a shaky hand to my cheek.
“Hell of a ride, counsellor,” he croaks, and I laugh against his lips.
“Must have been the hat.”
We extricate ourselves from each other, and before heading to the shower, I place the hat in the box and survey the room. He went to great lengths to make a romantic setting.
He didn’t need candles and flowers.
He just needs to show up.
twenty-two
Hunter
Wedding Day
Jackson chuckles at my back.
“Hunter, if you check the time anymore, I swear the entire universe will freeze to teach you patience.”
Huffing a breath, I grab my hat and button my single jacket button. “I just want to see him.” I can’t believe I’m missing the guy after a single night apart.
Jackson’s firm hand on my shoulder turns me towards the door. “Come on, then. We can wait outside and stick to the plan.”
“Is everything okay at the other end?”
Gabe wanted to spend last night with his best friend, Riley. I wanted us to dress together and greet our guests, but Gabe was a bit of a traditionalist that way, and he wanted that moment of seeing his groom. I wasn’t about to deny the man, even if I didn’t know what the big deal was with the ‘first look.’ Although Jackson is my best friend and sitting around last night just talking and bonding more than we ever have was something truly special.
“Right as rain.” Jackson smiles, but it fades when I turn to face him. Since we woke up this morning to get the horses all washed and ready, I’ve been a ball of emotions. Happy and sad. Hopefuland scared. This is all so new to me, but I know I need to spit it out. I’ve been working on that a lot, and I swear it’s never going to get easier.
“Jack…I…” Puffing a breath, I try to gather the words I’ve played repeatedly to say to him. “I can’t believe I’m already tripping over my words, and I haven’t even gotten to the vows yet.”
“It’s an emotional day, and I’ll give you a pass on it,” he jokes, and his eyes crinkle at the edges when he smiles.
“You were there for me when others weren’t, Jack. I just want to say…I want to thank you for being my family when I had none. I love you, and if I ever had a brother, I’d wish he were like you.” Clearing my throat, I gaze into the pasture where the giant white tent sits waiting for us. I should have said this last night, but it took me all night to think of what I wanted to say.
Jackson blows out a breath and swallows. “We’re doing this, are we? Okay. It’s my privilege to call you my friend, and it’s my honour to call you brother, Hunter. We don’t need blood to say that.”
Stupid allergies, making my eyes water.
“I just wanted to thank you for being here. For everything, really.”
