Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
I looked to Carly for some support, only to find her trying to smother her laughter with her hands over her mouth. I lifted my brow, silently asking for her agreement, but she shrugged and dropped her hands, revealing a wide smile. There was a sassy sparkle in her eyes that did not bode well for my poor, neglected cock.
My mind ran through every excuse while they packed Carly a bag, and I even tried a few out loud but was promptly shut down by my mamma, who had apparently become immune to my charms.
In a last ditch effort, I asked for a few minutes alone with my fiancée, knowing she couldn’t resist me. The next thing I knew, the front door slammed shut in my face as my mother dragged Carly away from our home.
I stomped into the kitchen and started making breakfast. My irritation notched up another level when my door opened again and my brothers poured through it.
“Don’t you jackasses ever knock?” I snapped.
“What’s got your balls in a twist?” Luca asked as he walked to the fridge and started rummaging around.
Christian laughed and gave me a sympathetic glance. “Mom really did it, huh?”
I scowled at him, trying to decide just how much trouble I’d be in if I gave one of my groomsmen a black eye. “You knew and you didn’t warn me?” I growled.
Christian raised his hands in surrender. “I overheard her talking to Papà about it, but I didn’t think she would actually go through with it.”
“Well, she did, stronzo. I don’t suppose any of you dipshits know where she’ll be staying?”
Christian shrugged, but Gavin piped up, “No, but I bet you know someone who could convince Mamma to have her stay with them.”
I perked up at his suggestion and pulled my cell phone from my pocket where I’d stuffed it earlier. I dialed Nic’s number and he picked up on the first ring.
“I was just about to call you. I have some—”
“Wait,” I interrupted, “I need a favor. My ma decided to steal my woman for the night”—Nic snickered and I squeezed my eyes shut, praying for patience—“I need you to have Anna call and convince Ma that Carly should stay with you tonight.”
“Actually,” Nic said, his tone serious, “that’s why I was about to call. Sean was spotted at one of the pubs and in your neighborhood as well. So, it’s probably best she stays with us if she’s not with you.”
Fuck! Rage ripped through me at the thought of that motherfucker anywhere near my girl. “Oh, she’ll be with me. I’ll pick her up at nine and have her back in the morning.”
Adam, in all his seventeen-year-old maturity, made a crude gesture. I gave Luca a look, and pointed to our younger brother who was standing beside him. Adam grinned until Luca punched him in the stomach. “Ouch! Motherfucker!” he wheezed. I rolled my eyes at his bellyaching, knowing Luca hadn’t hit him hard.
I talked with Nic for a few more minutes, discussing safety options for the wedding. I left the room when the conversation turned to other business matters, then hung up with the promise to be there to collect Carly that evening.
Walking back into the kitchen, I found my brothers all helping themselves. I pinched the bridge of my nose in irritation. “What are you guys doing here? Besides eating all of my food. If you touch that chocolate cake,” I warned Tristan, who had just pulled the lid off of the cake display, “Carly will have your ass.”
He smirked. “Nah, she loves me,” he said cockily, but he gently set the glass lid back down.
“We’re here to take you out, do bachelor stuff,” Luca announced with a wide smile.
I frowned. “Bachelor parties are for men mourning the loss of bachelorhood. I can’t get rid of it fast enough, so that is unnecessary.”
Gavin and Tristan sighed at the same time, a weird twin thing they tended to do. “Mom instructed us to keep you busy,” Tristan explained.
“And, you know,” Gavin said hopefully, “we figured it was a good time for our first trip to a strip club.”
I seared them both with an angry stare. “Even if you were old enough to get into one, which you two and Adam are not. I still wouldn’t take you. Have you seen my woman? Why the fuck would I want to look anywhere but at her?”
Luca shook his head and laughed. “Told you he wouldn’t go for it.” He looked back to me. “We have to pick up our tuxes anyway, how about we take you to lunch?”
I raised a brow. “You buying?” Luca nodded. “Let’s go.”
I rolled onto my back and lifted Carly up before slamming her down onto my cock, both of us groaning at the feeling of completeness.
“Ride me, kitten,” I demanded roughly.