Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
“I am. This is the greatest feeling in the world,” Lennie says. We walk further into the room. Birdie, Tully, Juniper, Mae, Sienna, and Sutton are seated around the round booth. We all scoot into place and say our hellos, how are you doing, are you moving to Florida, and of course the opposing question, when are you coming to Wyoming?
“I’m happy for you,” I state, placing my drink on the table in front of us, then pulling the hem of my dress down. I’m slowly adding more weight back onto my otherwise slim frame. My husband is not a fan of seeing my past and what it represents: not eating, bones showing where they usually don’t, and stress over every single thing. That last part I’m still working on. I’m what I’d like to call a work in progress.
“I’m happy for you, too,” Lennie replies.
“Okay, well, I’m happy for all of us because hello, we’re hot, our men are hotter, and the orgasms are out-of-this-world amazing,” Kenny supplies, drink in hand, at the ready to clink all of our glasses. Neither of us is pregnant, and while Johnny and I aren’t preventing it, it’s also too early to tell. For Kenny and Trent, on the other hand, it could be a toss-up. She has a little girl, Briar, from a previous relationship. From what I remember, Kennedy was put through the wringer, the guys rallied, and while I tried to help where I could, I’d been dealing with my sister’s drama.
“That I can agree with,” Lennie says.
A slew of agreements are made one right after the other. The Johnson brothers, along with their dad and Momma Catherine, are currently deep in the throes of setting everything up for tomorrow. The rest of the guys are going to swing by and do whatever else needs to be done after we’re done for the night. Lennie and Asher tried to persuade some of the family to stay with them while the others took over her house that’s next door to Asher’s, well, technically, theirs. They wouldn’t agree to staying in the house, bidding they needed their own place. Catherine and Russell stayed next door, and I have a theory that no one wanted to share a wall with the other so they could have some alone time. I mean, talking about being satisfied by our significant others is one thing, hearing it is another.
“There’s my future husband,” Lennie says, edging me out of my seat to go to Asher. I move as fast as possible in my high-as-hell heels and attempt not to flash anyone. My eyes lift, landing on Johnny’s. The grin I’m greeted with tells me all I need to know. He planned this all along, making sure I’m kept on my toes.
I put one foot in front of the other, tuning everyone out, and play into my husband’s game. Johnny has one hand in his pocket, the other is fisted at his mouth, and I can tell he likes what he sees. In the bedroom, he loves to control me, dominating me with his body and verbalizing his demands. It appears tonight, it’ll be happening in other areas as well.
“Mr. Gonzales,” I greet him. The palm of my hand goes to his chest, sliding up until I’m cupping his neck.
“Mrs. Gonzales,” he counters, pulling his hand out of his pocket and capturing mine that’s at his neck with his. Johnny bends to me. “You ready to get out of here?” My core clenches, my eyes close, and my nipples tighten to an almost painful point. “Hijo de puta, you’re ready to fucking go. We’re out of here.” He pulls my hand down until our fingers are locked together and leads me through the throngs of people.
“Shouldn’t we say goodbye?” I ask a few steps into our movements.
“No.” His tone is deep and gruff, only turning me on further. There goes me teasing him since the moment I walked out of the shower, dressed in his clothes, rode with him in his car with his fingers edging me dangerously close to the edge, let him guide me into his office with a proprietary hand on my lower back before he left me with a kiss before I went to my girls.
“Johnny.”
“Hold that thought, cariño.” The flame he ignites sets my soul on fire that only he can put out.
19
JOHNNY
“This is incredible.” The whole way down here, I’ve been worried she’d shy away, turn on her heel, and say this isn’t for her. I should have known better. Fuck, I know her better than she knows herself. Except it’s one thing to watch a couple in a more public setting and another when your husband owns a sex club.
I stand back for a minute. We’re in a closed-off room that no one can see into unless I flip a switch, and since we’ve only talked about the way she likes to watch, I’m not touching the control panel. Plus, my wife while she’s naked and writhing on my cock is not for someone else to see.