Wedding the Wide Receiver (The Nash Brothers Book 2) by Lisa Suzanne

Author:Lisa Suzanne [Suzanne, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Books by LS, LLC
Published: 2024-08-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34: Grace Nash

Hands on the Headboard

Five Days After the Wedding

He gently wipes the mess from my chest with a warm washcloth, and even that somehow feels good. He takes care of me, and my heart sinks deeper into him. We lay tangled together for a while, neither of us talking as we just breathe the other in and relax in the quiet afterglow.

I’m ready to go again.

I’ve never been ready to go again so soon after an orgasm, but Spencer Nash just does it for me.

In all the ways.

He’s amazing, and he’s mine. Somehow.

For now, anyway. For the next year.

And I plan to take advantage of the next year in every way I possibly can.

Starting with now.

“I want you,” I murmur.

He leans up on his elbow and peers down at me. “Huh?”

I giggle as I realize he was almost asleep when my voice woke him up. “I want you to fuck me,” I say, my cheeks burning with embarrassment at the admission.

“Oh, I plan to. Just give me five more minutes.”

I giggle as he gets up off the bed and pads naked around my room. He walks out, and he reappears a minute later with both our suitcases. “Condoms to the rescue.”

He fumbles around in his suitcase before he produces the box swiped from his brother’s house, and he pulls one out. He sets the packet between his teeth as he closes the box and tosses it back on top of his clothes in his suitcase, and why is staring at a naked Spencer as he grips a condom between his teeth one of the hottest damn things I’ve ever witnessed in my twenty-four years?

He pulls the condom out from between his teeth. “Can I take my time with you, or are you tired?” he asks as he rips it open.

“Take your time.”

His eyes flash with something—fire, maybe—and he asks, “How do you want it?”

My brows push together as I don’t quite grasp his meaning.

“Do you like doggie, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl…”

My cheeks burn.

“Missionary? There’s something to be said for missionary.”

“Um…I’m—I, uh, I don’t have a preference.”

His brows dip together. “You don’t have a preference?” He wiggles his eyebrows playfully. “Cowgirl it is, then.”

“I’m sorry. I have no idea what all the positions are called. Exactly how many women have you been with?” I ask, and it totally ruins the moment, but the words come out of my mouth before I can stop them.

He freezes, and he glances up at the ceiling as presumably he counts them off…but now Amelia has to be in his head, and I don’t love that for us.

“Including you, fourteen.” He ducks his head with a touch of embarrassment as he wrinkles his nose. “What about you?”

“Including you?” I ask.

He lifts a shoulder. “Sure.”

“Three.”

“Three?”

“Three. Bear in mind, I’m half a decade younger than you.”

He chuckles. “Knock off that half-a-decade nonsense.”

“I better be your best.”

He rolls the condom onto his cock and strokes it a few times until he’s fully hard again. He walks over and stands in front of me.

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