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  “You’re killing me.” Sean’s moan of pleasure as Honor found the perfect spot within the tight clasp of his body was music to her ears.

  His shout of release came out of the blue as did the sticky-sweet taste of his essence as it filled her mouth. His hands held her close even as his hips bucked against her, fucking her face until he was spent.

  It took Honor a few minutes to slow her rapidly beating heart. Rising to her feet, she stood before her new husband.

  “Thank you,” she whispered against his lips just before he pulled her close and took her lips in a kiss so hot, so deep Honor thought she’d surely melt into him. Several minutes later, Sean ended the kiss then set Honor away from him.

  He knelt down before her and removed her shoes, one by one, running his hands up and down the skin of her inner thighs. When his fingers grazed her sensitive clit, Honor sucked in a breath.

  “Paybacks,” was the only word Sean murmured before he replaced his finger with his tongue.

  The initial feel of his mouth on her almost sent Honor to her knees. “Oh, no you don’t. Stand up there and take it,” Sean said, giving her a look that promised erotic punishment if she didn’t. “Just like I took it on the trip over—like I did just now,” he added before once again torturing her with his tongue.

  Honor saw stars dance behind her eyelids. Her pulse leapt as the blood rushed through her veins. “I can’t.” Her voice trembled as she forced the words from her suddenly dry lips.

  Sean growled when she tried to push him away. He held on tight to her clit with his suctioning lips when she tried to pull him up. The pleasure was so intense it bordered on pain.

  “I need you in me. Anything, Sean. Oh, God…”

  The sexually erotic torture stopped. “Anything?” Sean asked standing right in front of her, his eyes trained on hers as he held her face in his hands.

  Honor nodded knowing exactly what it was Sean was asking. He had a certain look in his eyes. Even the way he carried himself proved just how tightly coiled he was. “Anything,” she confirmed before kissing his mouth.

  Sean deepened the kiss then led her to the bed. When they were settled upon the overly large mattress, he took her in his arms and resumed kissing her passionately as if he’d die without her lips against his.

  Honor loved the feel of his tongue stroking hers. Loved his taste, his scent. But most of all, she loved when he entered her slowly as he was doing at that very moment. When he slowly stroked her from within, she could feel every ridge, every vein.

  Sean kept a slow, leisurely pace driving Honor to the brink, yet never allowing her to fall over. “Make me come, Sean. I need to come,” she cried, her insides struggling for release.

  Without words, Sean pulled his still-rigid length from her wet center and flipped Honor onto her stomach. Two pillows were thrust beneath her, elevating her hips to the perfect height.

  “Your ass is perfect, baby. Absolutely perfect.”

  The rumbled words were low, laced with concentration and need. Honor buried her face into the mattress and moaned in ecstasy as Sean prepared her tight anal opening with generous amounts of the same lubricant she’d used on him.

  The feel of his fingers stretching her, preparing her, made Honor frantic with need. Her breathing came in shallow little gasps of pleasure and pain when Sean wedged a hand between her and the pillows elevating her hips so he could pluck and roll her clit.

  When he finally placed his cock against her puckered opening, Honor arched her back. Willing her body to relax, she accepted as inch by inch the length of Sean’s cock invaded her body.

  “Fuck.” The word came out on a deep sigh as Honor felt Sean’s thighs come against hers.

  He remained still for a moment before retreating just as slowly as he’d entered her. Air hissed from between Honor’s pursed lips at the overwhelming sensation those first few thrusts caused.

  “Damn, baby! I can’t wait.”

  The words seemed to be forced from Sean as he retreated almost completely, letting Honor feel the girth of his cock head as it remained nestled just inside her body. He then made one final lunge, burying himself completely in her fist-tight sheath as he teased her clit until she thought she would explode from the pleasure.

  Sean’s shaft seemed to grow in size just before he came, filling her with his essence, his warmth. Everything combined was more than enough to send Honor spiraling toward an earth-shattering climax. Her body shuddered as her scream of release filled the room.

  Honor’s body was deliciously sore and sated. Sean must have figured as much because he filled the large sunken tub with steaming hot water then carried her to the bathroom where they sank beneath the bubble-laced water together.

  With her back to Sean’s chest, Honor couldn’t see his face but the way he held her, the way he pampered her told a story all its own.

  “I love you, Sean O’Malley,” Honor said, tilting her head so she could see the man who was now her husband.

  “And I love you, Honor O’Malley. More than you can even imagine.”

  Chapter Four

  Hayden carried a cast-laden Austin into the bedroom of their honeymoon suite where he gently settled her on the edge of the bed. The way her compact yet curvy body molded to his made him loathe to let her go.

  Her beautiful blue eyes were still narrowed in irritation. “I can’t believe you drug me kicking and screaming out of my own wedding reception for a piece of ass,” she huffed.

  Hayden knew his little Texas tornado was trying to goad him into an argument. It was in her nature to be difficult, something he wasn’t sure he would ever get used to, being the old-fashioned cowboy he was.

  Austin’s willfulness and penchant for trouble would give Hayden many a reason to keep her ass blushing over the years, something she would fight and howl her way through. Hayden was as sure of that as he was the sun would rise in the morning. And yet, a nice stinging spanking was something he knew would always end in a heated bout of steamy sex. Life with his Hellion was definitely going to be interesting. The thought made Hayden smile.

  “What in the hell are you smiling about?”

  Hayden groaned as Austin got to her feet. She wobbled, her gait uneven due to the cast still covering her leg, the result of an injury thanks to the tornado that had almost taken her life. Remembering that day still made Hayden’s palms sweat and his heart almost still in his chest. It was going to be a hard memory to bear. He would always be a bit overprotective as a result of the twister. Taking care of what was his came with the territory.

  In a few steps she was standing right in front of him. Her large breasts all but spilled over the corseted top of her wedding gown.

  Damn, I could eat her up.

  Hayden couldn’t seem to get the wicked thoughts out of his head. From the moment he’d seen her all dressed up, he could think of nothing besides how much he loved her and how happy he’d be when the whole damned thing was over and done with so he could make her pay for the days she’d kept them apart before the wedding. Just the thought of bringing her to the edge over and over again without letting her fall, until she begged and whimpered, made his pulse quicken and his cock lengthen.

  Add to that the fact she had given one hell of a show leaving the reception and the spanking she’d earned due to her impertinent behavior, and they had the makings to an erotic night to outdo all others.

  “Watch your mouth, sweetheart.”

  Once narrowed in anger and irritation, her blue eyes were now wide, innocent looking. “What’s wrong with my mouth?”

  Hayden blinked a few times trying to clear his lust-muddled brain. Good Lord, the bat of an eyelash and the dimple of a cheek, and he was all but a puddle at her feet.

  Leaning in, Hayden kissed first one corner of her mouth and then the other before moving to her cheek where he dipped his tongue into the taunting little dimple he found there.

  “There isn’t a thing wrong with this mouth,” he whispered against her lips. “It’s the
foul words that have the tendency to tumble from it you need to work on.”

  With those words, Hayden lifted Austin from her feet, carrying her the few steps it took to reach the bed where he once again sat her down. When she opened her mouth, he merely said, “Doctor’s orders,” in a tone that brooked no argument.

  “You’re too bossy for your own good,” Austin grouched, giving him a look that promised retribution as Hayden all but drooled over her chest. The skirt of her cream-colored gown seemed to float around her, taking up most of the surface of the overly large bed, yet the top could barely contain the generous swell of her breasts.

  “When I saw you walk up the aisle in this…” he said, running a finger along the top of the corset bodice. His finger tingled when it came in contact with her warm flesh, sending a wave of heat all the way to his already rigid cock. “I thought I was going to have to deck every man in the place. But then I got to thinking, why should they be punished when you were the one to pick it out?”

  Austin continued to stare at him with her wide blue eyes. Her look was anything but innocent now.

  “And just who is it you think should be punished?” she asked, her eyes heavy with arousal. The pink half-moons of her areolas peeked over the top of the corset which had her waist drawn in tight before outlining the flare of her hip. She looked like a devilish pixie.

  “I’ll give you one guess, Hellion,” Hayden growled as he sat beside Austin on the bed and began undressing her. Untying the back laces of the corset took a bit of fumbling. Once done, he lowered the rigidly boned bodice then tugged the whole dress free of her body when she obligingly lifted her hips.

  The unveiling of his new wife left her clad in nothing more than a pair of panties, a white sandal and the blue walking shoe, which covered her cast. She was the most beautiful vision he’d ever seen, cast and all.

  “Gorgeous.”

  The single word was growled low as Hayden dropped to his knees on the floor beside the bed. He wasted no time in taking one of Austin’s erect nipples into his mouth where he drew deeply upon it. Loving the soft little gasps of delight coming from her, Hayden continued the sensuous torture on the other nipple.

  As much as he hated to do so, he released the plump berry of her nipple, leaving it glistening and erect then levered himself away from her.

  “Touch me, Hayden.”

  “I will, darlin’, but first, let’s get rid of these,” Hayden coaxed as he tugged her panties over her hips and down her legs, removing her sandal and cast shoe as he went.

  Once finished he helped Austin to her feet so he could pull the comforter down. She was so warm and soft, all woman from the top of her pretty blonde head to the tips of her wiggling pink toes. And Hayden had every intention of paying homage to every inch of woman in between before the night was over.

  “How’s your leg, sweetheart?”

  Austin turned her pretty blue eyes on him, her smile wide. “It doesn’t hurt if that’s what you mean, but the cast sure is a pain in the ass.”

  Hayden held back his smile. Instead he merely lifted a brow. The woman was obviously working her way toward a red-hot bottom, something Hayden knew had the power to bring her the most mind-numbing orgasm possible.

  “Let’s get you settled then.”

  Austin made to move herself back toward the headboard but Hayden had other plans. “That’s not what I meant by settled.”

  His words were low, full of the heat he felt inside. Without giving her much time to think, Hayden lifted her compact body in his arms then just as quickly turned her over his knee.

  “Oh, God,” Austin moaned. The muscles of her thighs tightened in anticipation around the hand he had placed between her legs. One skillful finger slid along her slit, she was already wet.

  “For me, baby?” he questioned, already knowing the answer.

  Austin craned her neck until she was looking at him, her blue eyes crystal clear and intense. “Always for you, Hayden. Only for you.” Her answer was a breathless whisper. The look in her eyes proved just how on edge she was, Hayden pushed her even further. With curve of his finger, he plundered her heated core. Now slick with her creamy essence, Hayden brought the single glistening finger to his mouth where he enjoyed her taste to the fullest.

  “And this is for you, baby. Part for that mouth of yours and part because I want to see you fly.” With the words barely out of his mouth, Hayden landed the first stinging swat to Austin’s pale ass cheek. Her gasp filled the air but she made no move to escape. Hayden once again trailed his fingers down to her pussy. Slick and hot, she was so inviting Hayden wasn’t sure he was going to make it through ‘til the end.

  The next swat landed with the same intensity in the center of the opposite fleshy globe, but this time he didn’t stop there. With swift efficiency, Hayden peppered Austin’s ass until it was hot to the touch and had turned the most fabulous shade of rose.

  By the time he finished warming her up, Austin was moaning in pleasure, begging for release. “Please…” Her plea ended on a gasp as Hayden filled her with his fingers.

  “I’m not done yet, baby.” He teased her inner muscles with his fingers, stretching her, filling her.

  Austin’s skin was covered with a fine sheen of perspiration and flushed with arousal. Over his lap the way she was, pink ass swaying enticingly—invitingly—Hayden couldn’t wait to continue.

  Stretching just a bit, he reached into the drawer of the nightstand where he’d placed several items he knew would come in handy. When Hayden found what he was looking for, he pulled his fingers from the fist-tight sheath of her pussy then moved slowly to her puckered back entrance.

  Using a generous amount of lubricant from the tube he’d just fished from the drawer, Hayden slowly invaded her with the anal toy he’d bought specially for their wedding night. The narrow tip disappeared into the heated depth of her body. Austin’s body tensed, a keening cry tore from her lips as the tight ring of muscle gave way to the flared center. By the time the toy was nestled completely within Austin’s body, Hayden was sure he would explode without even a touch of her tiny little hands.

  She was fire hot and smooth against his fingers as he introduced first one and then another into her pussy, made overly tight from the large anal toy in her ass. The tiny ripples he felt confirmed she was getting close, too close since her punishment was not yet over. Hayden once again pulled his fingers from the tight sheath of her body.

  “Bastard,” Austin hissed, perched on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm her body desired more than its next breath.

  “Uh-uh,” Hayden chuckled as he rained her delectable ass with swats. This time each landed with more intensity, more precision than those he’d peppered her with previously.

  In no time her hips were undulating beneath the palm of his hand, grinding into his thighs with need. Austin’s breath was uneven, her arousal was so great.

  With one hand, Hayden tugged the anal toy until its flared base stretched the ring of muscle protecting her rear entrance. With his other hand, he reached between her legs and milked her clit until she was nothing more than a trembling mass of need.

  “Now, Austin. Now,” Hayden growled as he thrust the anal toy back home, loving every minute of her cry of release as she shattered.

  Still fluttering with tiny aftershocks, Austin’s body felt limp, sated and so very, very warm. She fluttered her eyes open only to find concerned hazel ones staring back at her.

  “Are you all right?”

  Austin nodded not quite comprehending why Hayden was worried. “That was wonderful,” she finally managed to croak out, her mouth dry.

  “Good Lord, woman, you scared me to death.”

  Hayden stroked her hair away from her face, a look of concern still in his eyes. It wasn’t until then that it dawned on her. She remembered nothing after feeling as if being engulfed in insurmountable heat, her body so tight she thought for sure she would shatter just before she did.

  Instantly, her mind was alert a
nd aware. She couldn’t help the ear-to-ear grin that split her face. “No fucking way!” she exclaimed.

  Austin tried to pull herself from Hayden’s grip to sit up but he refused to let her go. Holding her close, Hayden’s look went from worried to confused before settling on her huge smile where it swiftly turned angry.

  “Austin—” Hayden warned, his voice low, before he was cut off by more of Austin’s excitement.

  “Holy hell, I can’t believe it. I actually passed out from an orgasm. I mean, you’ve made me loopy before but to actually pass out. I thought that only happened in romance novels.”

  Austin was so excited she completely missed the utter stillness that had encompassed Hayden. It wasn’t until he slowly stood her on her feet she realized just how quiet he’d become.

  His hazel eyes were intent. Creased at the corners, they expressed much more than the unfathomable look he wore on his face. Austin swallowed past the lump of nervousness. The way her backside still burned, the warmth radiating not only along the sensitive nerve ending of her flesh but all the way to the center of her body to a spot that instantly heated in preparation, reminded her she was at a disadvantage when it came to her larger-than-life cowboy husband.

  His snug black jeans hugged every inch of his narrow hips as well as the impressive bulge of his cock as it vied for freedom. The white dress shirt covering his chest was set off perfectly by the cowboy-cut blazer jacket and bolo tie. From the top of his head to the pointed toe of his shiny, new cowboy boots, her new husband was sin personified.

  It mattered little that she’d been thrust over the edge beyond what her body could handle. She was still ready for more.

  “Don’t look at me like that, Hayden O’Malley.” Austin decided to try and bluff her way out of the trouble that always seemed to find her. She didn’t really think it would work but it was certainly worth a try. “You should be strutting around with your chest all puffed up. Hell, you made me pass out with nothing more than your fingers and the flat of your hand.” She couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her lips.