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both men stood
back to let Stormie step out first, but she didn’t move.
    “Cutie?” He wrapped an arm around her
shoulders and eased her forward.
    Aaron followed then darted around them. “This
way.” He smiled. “Ray mentioned that you’re newlyweds, so I put you
in the Hitchin’ Post suite.” He winked. “It’s our honeymoon
suite.”
    Stormie’s step faltered. “Oh.”
    Jayden barely heard Stormie’s breathy reply.
Just how nervous was she? He pulled her tighter against him.
“That’s great, thank you, Aaron.”
    The casino host keyed open the door, handed
Jayden two keycards, and gestured for them to enter. “If you need
anything, I’m here all night. Just call me.” He pulled a business
card from his pocket and handed it to Jayden.
    “Will do.” Jayden shut and locked the door
then turned to face Stormie. His wife. Why did that idea give him a
warm feeling in his chest?
    She set down her purse and clenched her hands
in front of her. “Here we are.” Her big green eyes looked luminous
in the brightness of the entry hall. Someone had turned on all the
lights, but all he cared about seeing was Stormie, preferably naked
and writhing with pleasure.
    “Yep. Here we are.” He set down the keycards
and advanced on her. “In the honeymoon suite. A month late.”
    She stepped back a bit but unclenched her
hands. “Should we take a look around?”
    “Nope.” The silence of the room, her
strawberry scent, and the fact that they were alone, while none of
their family or friends knew where to find them, had his
temperature spiking as sinful ideas flowed through him. He blinked.
No, they weren’t sinful. They had a marriage certificate giving
them the go-ahead. In his peripheral vision, he spotted the door
leading to the bedroom. He stepped to his right, herding her toward
the room.
    Stormie breathed a little faster. “Okay.” She
licked her lips as she stepped backward toward the bedroom.
    “Cutie, I’ve waited a month for this. You
won’t believe the things I want to do to your beautiful body.”
    “Mm.” The tiny sound accompanied a quick
shiver as her heel crossed the threshold to the bedroom.
    He glanced behind her and let out a laugh.
The bed was heart-shaped, covered in a red satin bedspread with
pink and white pillows tossed around on it. “Oh man. This is gonna
be fun.”
    She turned and stared. “I didn’t even know
they made beds like that.” She walked to it and touched her fingers
to the edge. Glancing back at him, she smiled. “I guess there’s a
first time for everything.” Her face tightened and her eyes
narrowed.
    “What’s wrong, Stormie?” He strolled to her
side and pulled her into his arms. “We can talk if you want…” What
the hell was he saying? He kissed her jaw and left hot, wet kisses
down her neck to her collarbone. “Or you can let me taste every
inch of you first, make you go wild when my tongue on your clit
sends you into orbit.” He slid his hands under her shirt and up
along her ribs. “Make you cry out my name.” His thumbs found her
peaked nipples and flicked them fast and hard.
    “Uhhh.” Her head dropped back and her knees
buckled.
    Easing her onto the bed, he tugged her shirt
off over her head. “Guess you decided on ‘no talking,’ huh?” Her
pure white bra curved softly over her breasts. The tiny red bow
between the cups was the only hint of her wild side. It gave his
lust a recharge, banging wicked ideas around in his head at a
million miles an hour.
    Her gaze locked with his. “Okay. You can.”
She licked her lips as her breath panted from her lungs. “I’d like
you to do that first.”
    He grinned. Making her babble was his
pleasure, and she’d only talk goofier if things went the way he
planned.
    He grabbed the brim of his hat to take it
off.
    “Uh uh.” She smiled shyly. “Could you…leave
it on? Just for now?”
    Naughty girl. “You have a kinky cowboy
fetish?” He liked this side of her.
    “No. A kinky Jayden Hancock