Grease Monkey_A Bad Boy Romance by Harley Wylde

Author:Harley Wylde [Wylde, Harley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 07826-02525
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Published: 2016-10-20T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Lance

The Vipers had really pulled through for me, not only finding me a private jet but also securing a hotel suite and a wedding chapel. I didn’t want my bride to get married in the same dress she’d had on that morning. Despite the urgency I felt over making her mine, we did a little shopping before our appointment at the chapel. And not just for wedding attire, but at least a week’s worth of clothes as well. She chose a floral strapless number for her wedding dress that hugged her breasts and trim waist and then flared over her sexy as fuck hips. I was already picturing what she’d look like with that dress flipped up and her bent over the bed.

I’d decided to dress for the occasion, since I only intended to get married once, and had on black slacks with a shirt, tie, and vest. No way in hell I was putting on a jacket, unless it was made of leather. Gwennie didn’t seem to mind though, if the naughty look in her eyes was any indication. Fuck, if she looked at me like that every time I dressed up, I might have to do it more often. I was sure I could find an occasion for it every now and then.

While she’d been shopping, I’d made a side trip to a specialty shop up the block. The packages were to be delivered to our hotel suite, which we’d already checked into. Gwennie reached for her bags, but I stopped her and instructed the clerk to have them delivered to our room. I made sure to pay a nice tip to ensure it was done quickly. Since I didn’t have to pay for the room or the jet, I could splurge a little and pamper my princess. She deserved it.

Her hand trembled in mine as I led the way to the chapel. I knew what we were doing was completely insane, and I was actually a bit surprised she’d agreed to it, but I didn’t for one moment regret my decision. Gwennie needed me, and just maybe I needed her too. I’d been with more women than I could count over the years, but it had always been cold and meaningless. I’d been in search of a release and nothing more. With Gwennie, I felt alive and consumed with passion. I knew it would eventually fade and change to something else, something deeper, and I was okay with that. All that mattered was that she was mine.

I felt like a possessive asshole, which really wasn’t like me. I’d never given a fuck if a woman was mine or not. Hell, I hadn’t even had an official girlfriend before. One night stands had always been my style, and if I ever went back for seconds, I knew other guys had there between rounds. It never bothered me. At all. But the mere thought of another man’s hands on Gwennie and I was ready to commit murder. She was unlike any woman I’d ever met, and I meant that in a good way.

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