Page 94 of The Best Man's Secret

“I have a little confession to make,” I said.

“Oh yeah?” he asked, turning back to me.

I bit my lip. “About my…the honeymoon trip.”

“Okay…”

“The morning after we had dinner together at the beach restaurant, I woke up before you. You laid there sleeping so peacefully. I couldn’t help taking in your body, the way the muscles in your back moved with each deep breath. Something shifted. I was so confused, and I ran to the bathroom. My dick was so hard I had to jerk off. Nearly had a heart attack when you called me from the bedroom because you needed to pee.”

He stared at me with his mouth gaped.

“That’s not all I did.”

He raised a brow.

“I heard you one time.”

“You heard me?”

“Jerking off…in the shower. You called my name. I think that was the point of no return. I became obsessed with you. I was also very confused and worried about doing something that would damage our friendship.”

“But you still kissed me,” he said, looking stupidly smug.

“You’re pretty irresistible.”

He pulled me closer, and I felt his dick rallying for round two, just like mine. “I guess we’ll have to honeymoon in Maui to relive the old times,” he said. “But this time, I get to watch you jerk off for me.”

“Are you asking me what I think you’re asking me, River Hartley?”

“Suck my dick like you want to do it for the rest of your life, and I’ll tell you.”

The room service menu was forgotten for a little longer while I showed my boyfriend exactly how I wanted to spend the rest of my life.

EPILOGUE

A Year Later

PART 1

LEX

I chuckled as I fumbled with the silver cufflinks, my fingers more clumsy than usual. Across the room, Emery laughed. “You’re not wearing those on our wedding day, or I’ll be waiting for you at the altar until I’m old enough to put in for retirement,” he teased.

“That won’t be a problem because I’ll be getting ready in my own suite and won’t be distracted by you making love to that ice cream wearing nothing but your underwear.”

He shot me a heated gaze. “I could take them off.” And then he licked the spoon, drawing it over his tongue. My dick hardened immediately. Not that difficult when I was around my fiancé.

“You’re a tease,” I said, stalking over to where he sat enjoying his favorite breakfast of pancakes with ice cream. I kneeled between his legs, took his spoon, and scooped it full of ice creaminto my mouth. Before I swallowed, I pressed my lips against Emery’s.

He moaned when I coaxed his mouth open and transferred the still-cold ice cream from my mouth to his.

“Hmm, you taste good, baby,” I said, warming his cold lips with mine.

He responded with another moan, so I kissed him until I could no longer taste the ice cream, only the flavor of my favorite person.

“Can you believe we’ll be doing this next summer?” Emery asked, his gaze catching mine as he ran his fingers through my hair. “Standing in front of everyone we love, making it all official?”

“Sometimes it feels surreal,” I admitted. “Like a dream I’m afraid to wake up from because what if I do, and it turns out you’re still gone?”