Page 7 of A Kind Wedding: Christian & Charleigh

Christian hooked his arm around me and pulled me into him as we left the hotel. Climbing on the back of his motorcycle, I wrapped my arms tightly around him as he took off and drove us home. When we pulled into the driveway, Conner and Nathan were standing in Nathan’s driveway, talking. When they saw us, a wide grin crossed their faces.

“What’s up?” Conner grinned as we climbed off the bike.

“God, I can’t wait to pick up my bike,” Nathan said.

“Me either,” Conner said.

“Sofia is going to be so pissed at me.”

“So is Charlotte,” Conner said.

“Maybe you could talk to them for us.” A smirk crossed Nathan’s lips.

“Sure. I can do that.” I smiled. “I’ll talk to them tonight.”

“But don’t tell them we already bought them,” Nathan said.

“I won’t. Guess what?”

“What?” Nathan and Conner spoke at the same time.

“Your brother and I just set our wedding date at the Beverly Hills Hotel.” A grin crossed my face.

“It’s about damn time,” Conner said.

“When is it?” Nathan asked.

“It’s—” Christian began to speak, and I immediately brought my hand up and placed it over his mouth.

“You’ll find out in a couple of hours,” I said. “Now, if you two will excuse us, we have some wedding date celebrating to do and a Christmas tree to decorate.” I smiled as I grabbed Christian by his shirt and led him to the door.

“You’re mean, Charleigh!” Conner shouted.

“I agree with my brother!” Nathan shouted.

“Yeah. Yeah. We’ll see you two later.” I turned and smiled at them before shutting the door behind me.

“Someone’s horny.” Christian grinned as he gripped my hips.

“I’m always horny for you. You know that.” I kissed his lips.

He swooped down and carried me upstairs. Setting me down in front of the bed, he lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it to the side as his lips met mine. I quickly released my bra and took down my pants as Christian stripped out of his clothes. Seeing him naked never grew old, and every time, it was as if it were my first.

He hovered over me as I lay on the bed, his hand softly stroking the area that constantly ached for him. Our lips met passionately as his finger dipped inside, and a soft moan erupted from me. My back arched, forcing him to go deeper and hit the spots only he could. It didn’t take long for my body to orgasm. As his tongue slid down my torso, I placed my hands on each side of his head and stopped him.

“What?” A sexy grin crossed his face.

“Stand up.”

“Now?” His brows furrowed. “I was just about to—”

“I know exactly what you were about to do, Dr. Kind.” The corners of my mouth curved upward. “And as much as I love your mouth pleasuring me, it’s your turn.”

“But—”

“No buts, Christian. Stand.” I commanded.

“Have I told you how much I love your bossiness?” He smiled as I sat up and gripped his hard cock in my hand.

---