Dirty Vows (Beautifully Dirty Series Book 5) Page 6

  As I pop my head back out, I get the evil eye from my new wife, but it doesn’t last long as she pulls me into a kiss with me still on my knees.

  “You are in trouble, mister,” she whispers closely.

  “You can punish me later.”

  “Cooper Brewis,” she says, with a shocked look on her face.

  “Ansley Brewis,” I say back, trying to imitate her.

  “You’re such a brat, you know that?”

  “A brat you love, Beautiful.” Dropping my lips to hers one more time before I stand, taking her with me.

  Well, Jesse reaches up and snags the garter in the air and Josie catches the flowers. This causes Maddie to pout a little, while she watches the two of them innocently flirting back and forth as he works the garter in place on Josie’s leg. Kenna and Ansley joke about it as they notice the look on Maddie’s face.

  It feels like we are doing one thing after another. We cut the cake and feed it to each other nicely, until my wife decides to push it in my mouth. After pulling away, she swiped her finger through the frosting on the side of my face, grins at me and sucks on her finger.

  Narrowing my eyes at her, I speak close to her ear, “You’re playing with fire, Mrs. Brewis.” Hmm…that gives me an idea though. I’m going to have to remind myself to take a slice with us when we leave. Nothing would be better than Ansley with sweet frosting to lick off.

  Ryan’s toast is short and sweet. “It’s about time the two of you figured out that the love you have for each other is more than friendship. Let the record show, I knew it all along. We’ve been through a lot together, guys. I love you both like a sister and a brother. Here’s to forever and you making me an uncle.”

  Kenna follows with hers, right behind Ryan. “Ans, when I met you, I knew we were going to become best friends. Thanks to the both of you, I met the love of my life. I wish that you guys have nothing but happiness together.”

  After a whole bunch of dancing by everyone, we are ready to head out but not before I explain to Ansley about the strip club so she can go give Ryan grief about it. Watching her walk over, I see her shoulder lean into his, and I chuckle when he smiles over at her, then turns holding up his hands in defense, shaking his head. He glances over at me, and flips me the bird, causing even more laughter.

  As she comes back over, I figure now is the time to head out, before any other interruptions I grab my wife’s hand and we beeline it for the door. I get to spend one night with my wife, not thinking about anything or anyone but the two of us before I need to be in race mode, and I’m going to take full advantage of it.

  Ansley

  As we make our way to the honeymoon suite at the hotel. I’m getting butterflies. Knowing that I am about to make love to Cooper as my husband for the first time has me getting that nervous feeling all over again, like it’s our first time.

  We are standing in front of our room; Coop slides the key card, opens the door, props it open with his foot, then reaches over and picks me up. Cradling my body close, he walks through the entryway.

  “I love you, Mr. Brewis.”

  “I love you, Mrs. Brewis.”

  “You looked pretty hot today in your tux, ya know?”

  “Well, when you entered the church you took my breath away, as you usually do when you enter a room,” he says, placing a small kiss to the side of my neck as he makes his way through the small living room to the bedroom.

  “You’re too sweet to me.” I place a hand on his cheek and brush my thumb across it.

  As he walks in the room, I notice right away that it is lit up with flickering candles. The scene is beautiful, one I won’t ever forget. Setting me on the edge of the bed, he takes his phone out of his pocket and sets it in the cradle of the speaker as the music starts up. Mean To Me by Brett Eldredge starts to play and tears spring to my eyes. He turns and offers me his hand; I take it without a doubt. Bringing me close, he starts to sway us as he sings the song to me in my ear.

  A playlist he created on his phone continues to play as we undress each other slowly. He unbuttons the back of my dress, one by one, placing his lips to my skin after each button. I return the same action to his chest as I remove his shirt. I stand before him in just my white thigh-highs, garter belt, necklace, panties, and bra.

  “You look stunning. The diamonds glisten off your skin as I knew they would.”

  He scoops me up one more time and places me in the center of the bed. As he continues to strip me completely naked, I welcome the warmth of his hands on my body. Cooper shows every inch of my body the attention he always does when he starts to make love to me.

  The song H.O.L.Y. by Florida Georgia Line starts to come through the speaker, and he mouths the words as he holds himself above me, before lowering down until our bodies collide together. My hands glide through his hair, as I feel his tongue sweep over my collarbone and between my breasts, as he descends downward. Lord help me, this man knows how to make me scream in just a few minutes.

  Merging our bodies as one, he begins rocking his hips back and forth. I’m in awe of how connected we are in this very moment. We seem to be more in sync than ever before. He blows my mind like he always does, not just once but two more times, before we both fall back on the bed with heavy breaths.

  We fall asleep still wrapped together, with our sweat-covered bodies too exhausted to even get up to take a shower.

  Today we start getting back to our everyday lives. Coop, as well as all the guys, have a race to get ready for in less than a week. Even though he’s been trying to practice every day, I know his mind has been with me and the wedding at times. Now it’s time to focus.

  “Good morning, Beautiful.”

  “Hmm, morning, my gorgeous husband.”

  “I like the sound of that.”

  “Which part, where I call you gorgeous or husband?” I giggle.

  He rolls over me as he answers, “Husband of course…wife.” He smiles and rolls his hips all at the same time.

  My body comes back alive with just his touch. He nudges his hardness against my body and I’m immediately soaked with need. Reaching up, I grip my hands into his ass and pull him closer. A growl comes from his throat as I spread my legs wider, bringing him tighter to my core. He flips us over so I’m straddling his lap. I lean forward, kiss him, and then sink down, taking every inch of him inside me. Grinding our hips together, I take over as much as he’ll let me. Before I know it, we are each reaching our glorious peak of pleasure together.

  Breakfast is ordered before we jump in the shower, and by the time we get out, it’s already set up in the small kitchen area in the suite. We dress, eat, and gather up everything we brought with us, so we can head out. While he’s getting ready to kick ass next weekend racing, I have meetings to attend to with his dad. We have a couple of new distributors for Hyped Energy Drink lined up, so we have contracts to sign. Then we have a huge meeting with the AMA to be the leading sponsor for the Supercross and Motocross season. It will help us grow the company even more. My new father-in-law has been incredible to me, I couldn’t ask for a better business partner.

  The racing season started three weeks ago and so has the craziness in our lives. During the week, Cooper’s days are spent at either the track behind the house or at local tracks in the area, so he can continue to train. While he practices, I’m organizing schedules for all the Hyped Energy girls: who’s going where and making travel arrangements. I know I could have an assistant do that, but I enjoy it too much to give it up. Then our weekends are taken up with the races, which most of the time includes our Thursdays and Fridays.

  Cooper made me promise that we’d never spend another night apart, so I travel everywhere with him. It wasn’t a hard promise to make, there’s no other place I’d like to wake up but next to him. Let’s face it when you start every morning making sweet love with your husband, it’s a no brainer where you want to be.

  Today we just arrived at Thunder Valley; it’s the track in Lakewood, California. It’s r
ound three in the ProMotocross series, and it’s going to be a hot day. I’ve had a headache all day, and I’m not feeling well, so I’m sitting in the Asterisk Mobile Medical Center getting checked out. It wasn’t my choice to come here, but Cooper wouldn’t let it go since I wasn’t feeling well. I’ve been informed that I’m slightly dehydrated and that’s probably causing my headache and nausea. I’m lying in the back of this truck getting an IV bag with my babysitters, who were instructed to stay with me. Kenna and Maddie are in here, while Josie and the other Hyped Energy girls are taking care of all the other obligations that we are to be at.

  I’m starting to feel slightly better, and I want to get back out there. Now that I’m back at Cooper’s truck, I’ve been told to stay up in the lounge and watch the race on the TVs up here by my overbearing husband. He says he just needs to know I’m okay, while he’s racing, so here I sit. I don’t want to make it hard on him out there. I need to know he’s focused on the race and not me.

  He finishes the Moto one in second and Moto two in first, which means he’ll take the overall win. Motocross does things differently than Supercross. In Motocross, there are two races for each class, and based on how you finish each one will determine how you overall finish. There are still payouts for the holeshot, each moto, and then the overall, so racers can make some serious money, depending on how they do.

  I hear him under the trailer tent, but he hasn’t made his way upstairs to me yet, though I just heard the doors open and close.

  “Hey, Beautiful, how are you feeling?”

  “Better, I think it was just that it’s so hot out, and I haven’t drank much today.”

  “Well, let me go get something for you then.”

  “No, babe, I have a drink right here. I just want you to come here next to me.” He’s standing there in nothing but his gear pants and boots, while sweat slowly trickles down his abs. Lord help me.

  “I need a shower.” He smiles down at me while he rubs his hand across his hard body.

  “No, you don’t.” I let my eyes travel down his body causing mine to light up.

  “Is my wife being naughty?”

  “Is there a problem?”

  “Not at all, it’s just the way I like you,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

  Stepping forward, he leans into me, my head falls back against the couch and my eyes lock with his. My hands grab ahold of his sides; my fingers slide into the back of his pants, while he takes my mouth against his. His tongue swipes mine and I’m putty in his hands. A moan escapes me, and I try to pull him against me, so he can relieve the ache he is causing between my legs, but he slowly pulls away.

  “Beautiful, unless I can be sure that no asshole will walk in on us, we need to take this back to the hotel. As much as I love your naughtiness, no one will ever see what’s mine.”

  “Then you better get your ass in the shower, so we can leave.”

  “I better, huh?”

  “Yes, you better.” He chuckles and turns to leave. I swat his fine ass in his gear pants and he continues to walk and laugh.

  “I love my wife!” he shouts out, causing me to giggle.

  Cooper

  It’s been a little over a month since I married my best friend. Honestly nothing has really changed. We still make love every day and travel to all the races. Ansley’s still running her company, and loving it, and I’m still busting my ass to stay in the best shape I can.

  A week ago Ansley gave me a scare when she was complaining of a headache and not feeling well at the race. Thank goodness we found it was the heat and dehydration, though this week she’s complaining again. So once again, she’s in the truck watching the race from the couch. This isn’t like her; she’s never had a problem before. Today we are at the High Point race in Mt. Morris, Pennsylvania. It’s been muggy, so I’ve made sure she’s has a drink in her hand at all times, but she still isn’t feeling good at all.

  We are supposed to be traveling with Ryan and Kenna tomorrow to our parents’ houses to spend Father’s Day with them. I need to make sure she still wants to go. We figured since we were on this side of the country, it’d be easy to just jump on a plane and go. My dad actually offered up his company jet, so we’ll be flying out as soon as we wrap things up here.

  “Great racing today, hun.”

  “Thanks, Beautiful. How are you feeling? Any better?” I throw a quick kiss to her lips, as I grab a towel and wipe the sweat from my face and neck.

  “Somewhat.”

  “Are you sure you want to go to my parents’?”

  “Yes, I’ll be fine. I’m looking forward to seeing them, as well as Ryan’s.”

  “I am too, to be honest. My dad said their chef will be there to cook for us.”

  “Oh, he didn’t need to do that.”

  “I know, but I’m glad he did, so we can relax. We only have one night there, so it’ll be nice to sit back and have a beer with my dad and Mr. Evans. Plus, it’ll give you ladies a chance to enjoy yourselves too.”

  “Now that sounds like a plan.”

  When we get to the airport the jet is waiting for us. The four of us board, and we’re in the air and touching down before we know it. Ansley barely kept her eyes open the entire flight. I’ve decided, we’ll drop off Kenna and Ryan at the house, and then she’s going to get checked out at the local hospital. She’s been sick, off and on now, for a couple weeks, it’s time to figure out why.

  We are met at the door by my mom and embraced in hugs before we put our bags down. The Evans are already over, and though the moms said they’d take her to the ER, there is no one taking her but me. I explain if they want to come, they are more than welcome to, but I’ll be driving her.

  All of us are in the room, waiting for the doctor to come in, when we are instructed to step into the waiting area while my wife is examined. The doctor will come get us when he is finished. I look down at Ansley, and she assures me that it’s okay; she’ll be fine. I hesitate briefly before leaning down, kissing her, and asking her one last time if she’s sure. Taking my face in her hands, she kisses me back and nods.

  Once we come back in, the doctor says he’ll have all the results in about an hour, but he feels that she’s really just caught a flu bug and will be fine with proper rest and hydration. The nurse returns, after a short time, to tell us just that. What a relief that it’s nothing more serious.

  We get back to my parents’ house close to midnight. Now we all need a good night’s rest. After saying good night to Ryan, Kenna, and his parents, we say the same to mine and head up to bed. Climbing into bed, I tuck her close to my side. She rests her head over my heart. I’m sure she can feel the way it speeds up when she’s next to me.

  “I love you, Mrs. Brewis.”

  “I love you too, Mr. Brewis.”

  Cooper

  It’s been two months since we were at my parents’ house for Father’s Day; when my life was flipped upside down. Not in a bad way, but a mind-blowing good way. Let me explain…

  Ansley received a phone call, then a courier came to the house, handing her an envelope. After we were done with lunch, we handed out gifts to our dads, and that’s when it happened. My wife handed me an envelope with a grin on her face. I looked from it, back to her, and she told me to open it. I stared a bit longer and then slid my finger under the flap. Pulling out the piece of paper, I started to read it, looking back at her not once, not twice, but three times.

  Come to find out, when the doctor gave us the news about why she had been not feeling well, the nurse forgot to give him one of the lab sheets, so he called to let her know what it said. She had asked him to have a copy of it to show me, and that’s why the courier came.

  So on Father’s Day, I found out that I too am going to be a dad. I’ve never been so excited. Ansley and I are over the moon about it. We figured it out that it must have been our wedding night, or one of those nights during that week, when she got pregnant.

  The morning sickness has been kicking her ass s
everely. She spends most of her time in the bathroom throwing up, which makes me feel horrible. I hold her hair back during it, and pick her up when she’s done, carrying her back to bed. The doctor she’s been seeing says it should pass soon, usually by the second trimester. She is just shy of hitting that, so we are crossing our fingers that she starts feeling better soon. I’ve gone to every appointment, and I may or may not have told the doctor how to do his job a couple times. Those would have been the times that Ansley yelled at me and told me to behave.

  February is the month we are expecting our bundle of joy. No, we aren’t going to find out what the little peanut is either, not by my choice. I tried to convince Ansley that it would be a good idea to find out, but she shut that idea down as soon as it came out of my mouth.

  Yes, I went through the whole…‘Am I hurting the baby while having sex with my wife?’ phase. Even though she assured me that it’s fine, I wouldn’t believe it until I heard it straight out of the doctor’s mouth that it was okay.

  Tonight she’s already in bed when I make my way into the room. She’s been reading her iPad every night about what to expect and when to expect it to happen. Tonight however, when I walk in, she’s lying there in her birthday suit and has that look in her eyes that says there’s no baby talk tonight.

  Making love took on a whole new meaning the moment I made love to my wife for the first time. As I lie here now, holding her tonight, I think of the how lucky I am. She is my drug: the one I need and crave to get me through my days and nights. I truly can’t even imagine my life without her. Ansley is my best friend, soulmate, and lover. I breathe for her, and now I will do the same for our child.