Page 30 of Spoiled by Daddy's 4 Dirty Friends

Sophie rubs her eyes. “Nap?”

Roman guides her back down to his chest and I rub her hip. Gunner looks at us like we’re insane. “Napping? We’re in Paris! We should live it up. We can go to the Eiffel tower. We can see the city, walk down the cobbled paths, really see some sights.”

Sophie groans and pulls my hand over her ear. I chuckle and kiss the top of her head.

“Later, Gun. We gave Sophie a thorough workout.” I remind him. “Not to mention all the excitement yesterday.”

Gunner pouts. “But exploring and fun is out there.” He points toward the balcony.

“We’re here for two weeks.” Holden sighs. “Today we can read, eat, and plan all the things we can do tomorrow.”

Gunner complains a little, like a toddler who’s overtired. But the second he actually lays down to read, he ends up falling asleep and drooling on his book. Roman takes his book and puts it away. “He’ll be pissed about that later.”

“That’s later’s problem,” I murmur.

And we have our lazy day. Sophie gets up, which wakes me. She scratches her head, looking more adorable than anyone has a right to. I notice that Holden and Roman aren’t in the room with us, so I’m assuming they’re on the balcony.

Sophie looks at me and then nuzzles my neck. “Hi, Nick.”

“Sweetheart.” I kiss her softly. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes. So hungry.” She nods. “I blame you guys for being so aggressive with me earlier.”

But that naughty look on her face says that she’s completely unbothered. She kisses my cheek and rubs my chest. “Feed me?”

“Depends on how you’d like to be fed.” I wiggle my eyebrows.

She giggles softly and kisses my jaw. “Real food first, then dessert.” She strokes down my chest. “You know how much I like having you as a shower buddy.”

I groan and press my forehead to hers. “We better look at a menu before I decide to eat you up, woman.”

She giggles and we look at a few different options before we order things for the whole group. I manage to translate as needed and Sophie swoons as she hears the French on my tongue. Even after I hang up, she rubs my shoulders.

“Say more sexy things.”

I laugh but introduce myself in French while kissing her hand. She shivers and bites her lip. “That’s really hot. Don’t tell me what it means. Don’t ruin the fun.”

“Well, if you ask me nicely …”

She bites her bottom lip and looks up at me from under her lashes. Sophie shifts onto her knees and climbs on my lap while drawing circles around my chest with her fingertip. “Please, Nick? Be all sweet and sexy with me? Indulge your new wife this one … little request?”

I groan and roll over on top of her, pinning her down. She giggles and laces our fingers together. “Or are you going to give me something big?”

I kiss her hungrily, sliding one hand into her hair as I lick across her tongue and explore her mouth in full. Her legs wrap around me and her body rolls against mine. She feels so damn good. The little moan that leaves her throat turns me on faster than anything else in the world.

“I like that you’re my wife.” I pant when I finally drag myself away. “Let’s go get Roman and Holden.”

She glances down at Gunner and grins. “You don’t want to play a prank with me?”

“Depends on what it is,” I say.

“Gunner’s a heavy sleeper, let’s see how my veil looks in his hair and maybe some lipstick?”

I give in, and we put the veil in his hair, Sophie gently traces his lips in red lipstick even as he hums in his throat. She takes a picture and then kisses him softly. One kiss, then another, then Gunner actually responds, kissing her slowly. She scuttles back and giggles. “You’re beautiful, Gun.”

He rubs his face, then looks at the red on his hands. When he moves, the veil brushes his head and he pulls it off, then gapes at Sophie. “What? Why?”

“You were the last one to wake up.” I shrug.

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