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“What happened last time?” Harlem looks between the two, clearly seeing no threat here except some kind of lovers tiff and some crazy chick yelling.
“Never mind,” Nevada says at the same time Star says, “I kicked his ass.”
He told me about this woman that came into the Whiskey bar to talk to Brew, but before he got a chance to say anything, Nevada punched him in the stomach so he couldn't talk and then proceeded to tell her he was in fact Brew.
She’s some kind of PI and is very interested in the human trafficking ring that we broke up all those months ago when the mob was taken out. I don’t know what her issue is, but it’s hilarious seeing her spit profanities at Nevada. Seriously, I’d pay to see his ass kicked.
“Get her out of here,” Cash warns.
“Fuck you!” Star flings back at him as Nevada grabs her elbow and begins to drag her away. But Star starts to swing. The balls on this chick are like nothing else.
“Jesus woman!” Nevada looks around helplessly, even though he’s twice, if not three times, her size. The mans a lover, not a fighter, and he’s not exactly gonna hit a woman just to stop her from assaulting him. “You keep swinging, princess. This is foreplay to me.”
“Priest?” I hear Bella behind me. “Is everything okay?”
I turn, wrapping my arms around my wife as I lead her back toward our table. “It’s just one of Nevada’s girls. You know how crazy they get.”
She tries to peer over my shoulder but I’m too tall. “She looked pretty mad.”
“He’ll calm her down.” I dread to think what that entails.
We get back to the table and my dad joins us at the same time. “Everything okay, son?”
I glance up at my father in his tuxedo. Most of the guys wore suit pants and their cuts, but in the church they all donned suit jackets or no cut at all out of respect for Bella and for the church.
“Fine, Dad. Nevada has it handled.”
He gives me a chin lift, then looks down to Bella. He smiles at her. “I know he’ll make you very happy, Bella. And hopefully soon you’ll make me a Grandpapa.”
I shake my head laughing as my sister, Hope, joins us. She’s had a little too much to drink and hugs Bella for a ridiculously long time. “I missed you!” She says when she finally lets go. I realize that she’s talking to me.
“Oh yeah, your sister wants to move in with me,” Dad goes on. My father isn’t her father, but he’s never treated her any differently since they met six months ago. “Temporarily, until she gets her own place.”
I’m surprised, but not against the idea. I’d love to see my sister more.
“Yes!” Hope smiles. “And I can be around to help with the baby.”
“I haven’t knocked her up yet,” I whisper behind my hand. “These things take time.”
“Oh!” Hope giggles. “I’ve always wanted a sister!” She hugs Bella again.
Dad gives me an eye roll then lowers his voice. “We’ll talk about this later. It might be good for her since her break up.”
Hope and her boyfriend just parted ways, needless to say he wasn’t a good guy and I’m still yet to find out the details. Hope thinks if she tells me, I’ll do something about it, and she’s right, I will.
“You good to keep an eye on her?” I ask Dad.
He grins. “You got somewhere to be?”
I look down at my wife. “Oh, yeah. Like I say, these things take time.”
Bella moans as I part her legs farther. Cupping her tits, she squeezes them together and my dick jerks at the sight. She still has her gown on, but I shoved the top down so it bunches under her tits and the sleeves hang loosely. The bottom of her dress meets her waist as I eat her pussy. I’ve been imagining this all night; Bella coming undone by just my tongue alone. I’m still in my suit, the bow tie loose and my shirt hanging open. My naughty wife tried to tug my pants off, but I couldn’t wait. I had to have a taste of her.
“Fuck, baby.”
She grips my head as I plunge my tongue inside her hole, my thumb pressing her clit. Then she detonates as I look up to watch her flushed cheeks and heaving chest bounce as I milk her orgasm. I move up onto my knees, my fingers still between her pussy.
I loosen my belt, teasing her a little, and unzip my pants. Lowering my head, I suck on one perky nipple as she holds them both to my mouth. I move to the other side, sucking and tugging, knowing it drives her wild. “My fuckin’ wife,” I mutter.
