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He ran back, sliding in between us, grabbing our hands and tugging us along the beach as the ocean roared to our left.
And for a moment, I forgot about wedding planning. I forgot to check if my parents had RSVP’d yet. And I forgot about anything other than the three of us.
The ocean had a way of putting things into perspective. Nothing seemed that significant when relentless waves were crashing at my feet.
If only I could bottle up that moment and make it last forever.
Chapter Ten
Mac
“I’m keeping taffy in the house at all times.” I popped a piece of cotton candy saltwater taffy into my mouth and moaned. “It’s so good. It’s like chewy and sweet and—”
“And you’re on a sugar high.” Bardot rolled his eyes and handed me his tie. “I can’t get this on right.”
“I’ve got you.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and instantly sobered. “How much time do we have?”
“Em just got out of the shower—”
“That’s enough time.” I threw the tie on the bed and tugged his coat off him.
“I just finished getting dressed.” He acted annoyed, but he was breathless as I unbuttoned his pants.
“And I will help you get dressed again.”
He smirked and pulled his pants the rest of the way off. “Em’s going to be so jealous.”
“Nah,” I said, pulling him into my arms. Chest to chest, he was a solid relief against me. “If she is, she won’t be for long.”
Bash moaned as I bit his shoulder. Maybe I did have a little sugar high, but it didn’t explain the blood coursing through my body as he melted against me. That was all him.
“I’m going to claim that ass of yours and then you’re going to claim our Pink,” I murmured into his ear. “The second she’s out of the shower, she’s all yours.”
I ran my hand down his back, and he arched into my touch. He liked to be in charge, but mostly when Em was around. When it was just the two of us, we’d slipped into a different dynamic where I could boss him around without him getting all grumbly.
“Get on the bed. All fours.”
A small groan rumbled through his chest, and I smiled. He turned to mush when I told him what to do, and I took advantage of every second I could.
I rubbed his ass, kneading his firm muscles with my fingers, knowing a spanking would push it too far. We didn’t have enough time to go through a full cycle of him then putting me in my place. Another time, though. I was already hard from holding him, but the thought of him taking me over was enough to make me come before we even started.
Lubing my finger up, I worked him open, which took zero effort. He accepted me willingly, and I chuckled. “Were you playing with the toys in the shower?”
“Why else would they be in there?” He tried to sound all grumbly and cranky, but I hooked my finger and stroked him and he buried his face in the bed, tilting his ass up higher to me.
“You want more than my finger, don’t you?”
He moaned, and I slid my finger out slowly.
“Only since you’ve been such a good boy,” I murmured.
“Michael.” He reached back, smacking my arm.
I knew he meant it as a warning, but he was a mess, ready for me to fill him.
He protested whenever I praised him, but I saw how his body responded, and I couldn’t help myself.
“What was that?” I lubed my cock up and sunk my knees into the bed, adjusting myself behind him. “What did my good boy say?”
