Page 95 of 6+ Us Makes Eight (Baby Makes Three)

“And all the pasta, desserts, and wine you could ever want.”

I leaned into Ryan and wrapped my arms around him. Two weeks with just the two of us. I couldn’t imagine. We’d led our entire relationship surrounded by children that I didn’t know what it felt like to not have them around. I sighed into his chest as tears rose to my eyes. I could feel his grip tightening around my body. Two weeks. Two entire weeks of him, myself, wine, and a hot tub.

A private hot tub.

“The nanny will be with the kids in-house the entire time,” Ryan said into my hair. “Plus, Carter and Natasha have promised to bring the kids over for playdates. They’ll be taken care of, and we can enjoy some time together.”

“How did you do all this?” I asked with a whisper.

I felt his finger crook underneath my chin before he pulled my gaze up to meet his.

“You are the heart of this family, Emma. All of us? We’re spokes that are connected to you. You are the love of my life. And now? You’re my wife. And I know you need a break. We both do. This past year and a half, it’s been full of so much chaos and beauty and heartache and winding roads. I get whiplash simply thinking about it.”

“You too, huh?” I asked with a snicker.

“If you want to go to Italy and explore the city, we’ll go from dawn until dusk. If you want to go to Italy and stay cooped up in bed for two weeks, then we’ll never put on clothes. You need a rest, I need a rest, and we deserve a honeymoon. Emma, will you go with me? Will you let me give this to you?”

I stood to my tiptoes and pressed my lips to his.

“Yes,” I said with a whisper. “I’ll go to Tuscany with you.”

Twenty-Nine

Ryan

“We could even come stay over for a few nights if the nanny needs a break,” Natasha said.

“Six kids is hard on anyone, no matter what you’re paying them,” Carter said.

“I could come over and help, too,” Valentina said. “If anyone wants me to.”

“Can we watch a movie?” Zoey asked.

“Can I have more cake?” Hunter asked.

I took Emma’s hand and dragged her down the stairs. Everyone was so preoccupied with laying out their schedules for the next two weeks, so I decided to whisk my newly-wedded wife away. I couldn’t stand it any longer. The way that dress framed her body had my cock throbbing against my pants the entire damn ceremony. Her tits pushed to glorious bulbs in the strapless gown and her hips accented by the lace that draped over her body.

It was enough to drive me wild.

“Ryan! What are you-?”

I slammed my lips to hers and pushed her into one of the guest rooms, then locked the door behind us.

I shoved her wedding dress up her legs as she fell to the bed. My cock was leaking against my trousers, needing to be freed. I ripped my belt from the loops and tossed it to the floor, then shoved my pants down my legs.

“I need you,” Emma said breathlessly. “I need my husband.”

Listening to that title-- hearing it fall off her lips-- was too much for me. I fell to her body, my cock painting her thighs with my precum, and covered her in kisses. I nipped at her tits. Sucked at her neck. Dragged her lower lip between my bottom teeth. Her hands raked through my hair and I felt her growing wetness against the skin of my throbbing dick.

She reached down and wrapped her delicate hand around it before guiding my body into hers.

“Holy shit,” I said with a groan.

“Oh yes. I love the way you fill me, Ryan.”

I sank to my hilt and gave her time to adjust. Fuck me. She was always so tight. So wet and so hot for my body. I rose up from the bed and stood at the edge, then fisted her thighs and pulled her closer. That innocent wedding gown against her reddened skin. I was about to debauch the very idea of her innocence while she still wore it.

My cock glistened with her streaks of white as I pounded into her. I watched her hands wrap around my forearms as I tossed her legs over my shoulders. She bit down onto her lower lip. Muffled her sounds so no one could hear us down below them. My balls slapped her luscious ass as my hands sank into her hips. Her dress fluttered around her body as her juices dripped down my balls.

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