Defiance (New Adult Romance) (Isaac & Maya) (40 page)

“Why did you have to get such a complicated wedding dress?” Isaac grunts as he fumbles with the lacing on the back of my gown.

“Because it is gorgeous,” I reply. “Watching you struggle to get me out of it was just an added bonus.”

Isaac lets out this growly laugh that makes my pulse race. “I
need
to see your breasts.”

“Then get me out of this gown faster. And stop being so sexy, you’re going to make me squirt on it again.”

“Okay, that’s it.” Isaac spins me around and bends me over the bed, flipping the many layers of satin and mesh up to my shoulders. “These thigh highs are so fucking hot,” he breathes, pushing inside me. “You’re keeping them on all night.”

He searches through fabric until he finds the nape of my neck, gripping my hair tightly and pulling me upwards as his hips crash into mine. I’m panting and moaning and climbing as he fucks me, but then I hear him inhale sharply through his teeth and feel his knees buckle behind my thighs.

“Did you just finish?” I say, outraged as I spin around. “We agreed. No teasing on the honeymoon.”

“Check your memory bank, baby. We agreed no extended teasing. And you said
honeymoon
, not
wedding night
,” he reminds me. I pout at him because he’s right. “Those pouty lips are not helping your case Rookie, just so you know.”

I could tell him that I feel like he used my body for his own relief, but I am not giving him the satisfaction of confirming how horny I am. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” My only answer is the cocky grin that drives me crazy. “Tricks,” I hiss playfully.

“How else was I supposed to get you out of that dress?”

“I can’t do anything about it! I didn’t lace it up alone, and I can’t take it off by myself, either.”

“I do have a pocket knife,” he suggests. My eyes widen. “It’s just the satin ribbon lace up thingy, you can get a new one of those, right?”

“It won’t be the same.”

“Do you want an orgasm or not?” he teases.

“Isaac…” I whine.

“Your nipples. My tongue,” he says, reaching into his pocket.

I don’t even have to fake the pathetic little squeak that comes out of my mouth. “Please don’t ruin my dress,” I whisper.

Isaac’s resolve crumbles immediately. “That is so not fair.”

He kisses me, his thumbs tenderly stroking my cheeks as I undo his tie. His body is so incredible, I can’t wait to feel his skin against mine. Laughing, Isaac sits on the bed and tells me
to crawl into his lap. My heart thumps against my ribs as I settle down on him, resting my arms on his shoulders while he bucks upward to fill me, pulling my body down with his hands on my hips.

This is so hot. He’s completely naked and breathing raggedly against my neck as he reaches behind my back and starts pulling the long ribbon through the corset grommets. My finger
s explore their officially claimed territory, skimming lightly over his golden skin stretched tightly across the defined muscles of his torso. My legs spread and I sink lower, desperate to feel him move inside me, but he’s motionless. I squirm more and more as he works down my back, each lace he pulls free making a swishing sound that ends with a pop. I want out of this gown so badly, I’m too aroused, I can’t take it anymore.

Isaac sense my need and pulls out of me. At first I think he wants to tease me again, but it’s a different trick, one of my favorites. I moan as he grinds against my clit in short thrusts, his fingers playing gently in my hair as I cling to him and toss my head back. I feel so cherished, I love how he takes care of me, Isaac never leaves me hanging when I really need it. Pulling my earlobe between his teeth, he tells me that he loves me before his lips travel in licks and kisses from my jaw to the ball of my shoulder.

“This feels so good,” I murmur.

“Just let go, baby. I’ll catch you.” He thrusts up, filling me, giving himself to me like I give myself to him.

“Isaac,” I squeal, writhing as he pulls my face to his for a thousand kisses. I shatter around him, groaning and trembling as my heart races. He holds me as I recover, cupping the back of my head to his shoulder. He always holds me afterward, murmuring sweet nothings and stroking my hair. How did I get so lucky?

“Just cut me out of it,” I whisper.

“I have worked way too hard to take the easy way out now. Can you even breathe in this thing?” Isaac’s lips press into mine as he finishes the daunting task.

“More than you’d think.”

“I do want you out of this dress, but you looked absolutely stunning today. Did I mention that?”

“About a hundred times,” I laugh.

Lifting the gown over my head, we groan impatiently from the separation until I’m finally free. Isaac gasps when he sees my breasts, his eyes lighting up. “You worse these all day?” he asks, pulling me to his chest for an embrace.

“The platinum nipple rings you ran out and bought the day you first saw me? Yes, I did. I wanted to make them even more special and see this look on your face.”

“Maya…” That lustful expression only lasts for a few seconds before it fades to something better. “I love you so much.”

“Me too.”

He kisses me, lowering my body down to the soft bed, never letting our chests pull apart. Our mouths stay locked together too, just like they did the first time he kissed me. We can’t stop, we’re lost in it, but we’re lost together like we always will be.

Isaac doesn’t fuck me like this very often. It’s usually playful, full of flips and tricks and laughter or all consuming, when he needs to claim me. He’s seldom so carefree and joyful when he wraps his arms around me and holds me this close, it’s usually the desperation in him that needs us stuck together. This is better. This is my Isaac, the real one. My body and his are the same, we’re one, we’re whole and when I hear him start to fall into oblivion, I go tumbling after him.

Collapsing on top of me, his ragged breathing morphs into laughter. “We did it,” he whispers. “We won.”

“Yeah, we did,” I murmur.

“Maya…” Isaac draws in a hitched breath. “You’re all mine.” His eyes tear up as he covers my face in long, slow kisses. “Forever.”

I wrap my fingers into his and kiss him back because he’s all mine, too. “Forever.”

Epilogue

Maya

“You said that I would be liberated one day,” Isaac breathes against the back of my neck as he pulls out of me.

“You were the one that used the term liberated,” I correct him, dipping to the floor to retrieve my panti
es from around my ankles.

“It doesn’t m
atter who used the word,” he insists as he pulls my skirt back down. “You told me the infatuation period lasts from six months to two years and then my sex drive would calm down. Our fourth anniversary is almost here.”

“It’s not my fault you’re unique in that respect, Isaac. You know how we can get around a kitchen counter.”

He kisses the tip of my nose. “We are supposed to be cooking dinner for your brother and his girlfriend, who will be here in less than an hour,” Isaac says as we rush around to sanitize ourselves and the kitchen. He sits an onion on my cutting board and smacks my ass playfully. “Chop chop.”

“I’m not ready for
Garrett to have a serious girlfriend,” I grumble.

“I know, right?
He is only 20 years old,” Isaac teases me.

“He is 19 for three more weeks!”

“You’re adorable.”

“I’m not going to like her…”

“You
already
like her,” my husband reminds me. “We play WoW together every weekend.”

“Do you think that they… you know?”

“I’d be more concerned if they didn’t,” he laughs.

“Gross! He’s my little brother.”

“You are being a bit hypocritical right now. We literally just had sex on the kitchen counter.”

“Crap. You’re right
, Garrett’s all grown up.
I’m
certainly in no position to judge him.”

“Well, it’s a good thing you have ten more years to dote on your other baby brother.”

“I know,” I reply, grinning. “Kurt’s finally adjusting to boarding school, I knew he just needed some time. He seems so happy.”

“He’s pretty good at math, too.”

“That’s just a bonus. I can’t wait for him to come here for a whole month, we are going to have
so
much fun.”

“
I think you’re more excited than he is. What will you do when you run out of little brothers to entertain and worry about?”

I can’t believe I walked right into the baby talk. “I’ll, um…”

“Actually… You know what might calm
me
down? Knocking
you
up.” He leans over and kisses my temple.

“I
just
finished grad school”

“Exactly.”

“Maybe I want another gap year.”

“
Hey, I am a respected business owner now,” Isaac says. “I can’t take a year off.”

“Y
es you can. We could go to Europe again, I wouldn’t mind spending more of the trip in Italy this time. The architecture is pretty nice.”

“Architecture was just a phase,” he laughs. “I’m a full time sneak now.”

“A sneak that knows how to delegate to his best friend.”

“Jace is busy
enough as it is. He’s always in this weird mood lately, talking about expanding the business, but not taking any dangerous jobs. I don’t know what’s up with him.”

“Yeah, um... about that. Piper sort of went off birth
control last week.”

“She what?
” Isaac exclaims. “She’s still in law school.”

“Well, you know, Jace is coming up on the bi
g 3-0 and he’s all paranoid about being an older father.”

“He’s only 28.”

“Piper wants a baby, too. She’s finally talking to her mother now, I think she wants to feel like she has a family again. She’s used to having one. And she’s also used to juggling multiple projects.” I slide the pile of perfectly chopped onions across the counter and start in on the peppers. “I can see the wheels turning in your head, Isaac. We are not getting in a baby making competition with them.”

“I’m not competing
, I just think it would be nice if our kids were all the same age. It’s not like Jace and Piper live across the country anymore, they’re practically right down the street.”

“That’s true,” I reply. “I guess it would be fun to have kids in the same grade. School projects. PTA meeti
ngs. God, how did we get so old?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, I just got my shot. We’ll be at least three months behind them. And I really I want to go do some of the more adventurous stuff before we start trying. Like Machu Picchu. The Great Barrier Reef. Ooo, let’s go on an African Safari, I’ve always wanted to do that. You’ll take me, right?” I coo, biting my lip at him.

“Maya…
” he chuckles. I hope the power this expression has over him doesn’t wear off with the infatuation phase. “You don’t have to make the cute face to convince me, all you have to do is ask. Of course I’ll take you.”

“And then we’ll…” Am I really
ready for this? It feels like the right time. “Then you can knock me up.”

“Really?” The tilted smile
and
the little kid eyes? How can I say no to that?

“Yeah. I want to.”

“Me too,” he breathes, leaning in to kiss me.

“So… got any tricks for that?”

“Wow,” Isaac says, blinking in disbelief. “No. I don’t. I guess I’ll have to wing it.”

“I’m sure you’
ll do fine,” I assure him. “Good luck removing swear words from your vocabulary, though.”

“Oh, fuck…” he murmurs. “I hadn’t
thought about that part.”

“It’s a good thing we’re going to Machu Picchu first. You’ll have
at least a year to practice.”

“
In that case, I’d better start today.”

“Maybe you and Piper can join a recovering potty mouths support group or something.”

“I seriously doubt those exist.”

“Well, you need to figure out how to stop because our baby’s first word will
not
be an obscenity.”

“I will,” Isaac replies, cocking his head to the side. “We’re really doing this, aren’t we?”

“Yeah, we are.”

Isaac put his spatula down and turns off the stove. I giggle as he
lifts me into the air by my waist and spins me around. “I’ll stop swearing, I promise.”

“I’ll stop… What do I need to stop doing?”

“I’m not sure, you’re already so perfect.”

“Do you think I’ll be good at this mommy thing?”
I ask.

“You’ll be amazing. You
are
amazing.”

“I love you, Isaac.”

“I love you, Maya.” One kiss fades into another, getting hotter until that kitchen counter is starting to look very appealing. Then we see my brother’s car pulling into the driveway and we both groan. “I suppose we need to get used to kids interrupting us, huh?” Isaac laughs, his hands lingering on my belly.

“I guess we do.”

Isaac sneaks in one more kiss. Then another and another until there’s a knock at the door. We answer it together, hand in hand.

The End

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