here today,” Farren told her quietly. “I know it meant a lot to him.”
Elaina smiled and set her drink down on the table. She leaned forward as if to share a secret. “I’m just glad he didn’t make me wear a tux,” she teased.
They all laughed.
“So where’s your date?” Farren asked her, shifting in her chair to adjust the wedding dress she still wore.
Elaina waved a hand dismissively in front of her. “No date for me. I’m too busy for dates.”
“Don’t listen to her. She has time, she’s just too stubborn,” Rogan interjected with a chuckle.
She quirked an eyebrow as if she were about to protest, then she paused. “Okay, maybe I am a little stubborn,” she admitted. “What can I say? It’s going to take a tough man to break me.” She shrugged.
“I can’t wait to meet him,” Rogan said, raising his glass for a cheers.
“Me too,” Elaina teased, and they all laughed once more.
That night, Rogan took home his beautiful bride and insisted he carry her across the threshold. Her eyes didn’t leave his as he held her in his arms all the way to the edge of their bed.
Gramma had Harley, so they had the entire night and entire place to themselves.
He gently released her legs so that she stood upright against his body. He ran his fingers down the bare skin of her back to the top of her zipper and then peeled it down as his lips hovered just shy of touching hers. He pushed the fabric down the curves of her body and traveled down with it, pressing soft kisses against her skin until the dress was around her ankles.
She stepped out of it and he buried his face between her legs, lapping at the silky fabric of her panties and causing her knees to buckle.
She fell back onto the bed, and he stood over her, pressing a palm to the flesh of her stomach and trailing it down her legs to remove the garter he hadn’t been granted the pleasure of removing earlier in front of the crowd. He liked this way much better, he had to admit, where his were the only eyes seeing the beautiful body that he could now call his. Her panties soon followed.
He loosened his dress shirt and suit pants, stepping out of them and his boxer briefs before climbing over her on their bed and pressing his hardened erection into her sensitive crease. He rubbed and teased while he pinned her wrists above her head bent his head down to suck in a hardened nipple.
She was already wet, and as his length rubbed up and down, she began to moan and writhe beneath him, letting the sensations consume her.
“Rogan, please don’t stop,” she breathed, aching for him to take her, to press into her, to feel him inside of her.
In an unhurried movement, he shifted his hips and sank deep into her, giving himself to her. She felt the stubble of his jaw brush against her cheek as his lips went to her ear, and he whispered.
“I don’t ever intend to.”
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A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
Thank you again for choosing Boss Unavowed out of all the books out there you could have spent your time reading. I hope you enjoyed reading this story and the added glimpse into Rogan and Farren’s lives as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it.
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In the next book, a familiar character – Elaina Evans – gets her own story, and this time, she’s the boss!
Warmest regards,
Nicole R. Locker
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
This book would not have been possible without a few key people helping me along the way. I’d like to thank Everrett Young, my consultant of all things tech and gamer related. (Gamer tag: dvsghostphreak). I’d like to thank my well-travelled and knowledgeable friend, Ben Vasquez, for consulting on the Houston area and ideal, nearby wedding locations. I cannot leave out my trusty editor, Swati Hegde, who smooths out my rough edges… because mine aren’t as pretty as Rogan Rayner’s.