Protect & Serve(155)
I started to cry.
“It’s kind of hard to talk right now,” I laughed, “but I want you to know that I’ll always be there for you.”
Elvis placed a big hand on each of our shoulders.
“Beautiful,” he said. “Now let us say the words.”
“Do you, Luke Greer, take this woman to be your hunk of burning love?”
“I do.”
I never thought that watching my future husband laugh his way through our wedding would be a good thing, but in this case it was perfect.
“And do you, Bria Hudson, take this man to be your hunk of burning love?”
“I do, too.”
“Then by the power provided to me by the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
We wrapped up in a tight embrace, letting our lips linger on each other’s.
“Now you two hound dogs get out of here and have one hell of a night!”
Elvis’s wife threw flower petals over us as we thanked them and headed for the dressing rooms. After a quick change we were back out in the warm night air.
“Did we just get married?” I asked as we headed back to the car.
“Damn right we did.”
I ran around to the passenger side while Luke jumped over the door and into the driver’s seat.
“Where to now?” I asked.
The buzz I had going from the wedding had me feeling like I could do anything.
“Time for the honeymoon, of course.”
I liked the sound of that.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said. “We’ll just drive until we feel like stopping.”
“Really? We can just do that?”
“We can do whatever we want.”
Luke dropped the car into gear and peeled out of the parking lot. We let the stars be our guide as we drove away from the strip.
“We’ll go east and see where we wind up.”
“For how long?”
“Until we feel like going home. Hell, we might just drive all the way home.”
“But what about our clothes? We’re going to need clothes. And a toothbrush.”
“Bria, relax. We’ll pick up whatever we need along the way.”
I was satisfied with that.
“Think about it,” he said, “we can turn off our phones and no one in the world will have to know where we are.”
I pulled my phone out and shut it off.
“Like that?”
“Yep. Now toss it in the back.”
I did and he followed suit with his own phone.
“Find a place to pull over,” I said.
He stopped at a wide spot in the road. We were on a two-lane highway that had next to no traffic. The light pollution of Vegas was now miles behind us. The twinkling stars were surreal. I’d always heard about the midnight view in the desert but this was my first time experiencing it.
“I’ve missed you,” he said.
“Me too. I’ve missed you too. The last couple of weeks have been so-”
Luke leaned across the gear shift. Those deep dark eyes focused on my neck under the moonlight.
“You were amazing tonight,” I whispered. “It was like watching a movie.”
He breathed gently on my collar bone.
“Your skin is so soft.”
He traced the line of my jaw with the tips of his fingers.
The vision of him dominating in the cage made it hard to believe it was the same person, sitting next to me now, touching me so gently.
Meeting him half way, I found his lips with mine. He kissed me sweetly.
“I want you to touch me,” I whispered.
I guided his hand to my knee, just inches away from the curve of my mound.
“I need you.”
His abs rippled as he slowly peeled his shirt off.
“Are you sore baby?”
He only smiled.
I placed the backs of my hands against his bare shoulders, then allowed them to move down the length of his biceps.
“Lean back,” he directed. “Recline your seat.”
I did as I was told, letting my knees fall away from each other.
He reached one hand under my dress and slowly pulled my panties down to my knees.
“I don’t know if I’ve ever seen such a beautiful night,” I said.
“Watch the stars.”
Luke turned me in my seat to face him. My eyes went skyward. A star shot across the sky.
His hungry mouth covered my trembling slickness. The initial shudders that went through my body were almost too much. The strong grip he had on my hips kept me from squirming out of reach.
He made little circles on my clit with his tongue. I was swelling with lust.
“Luke that’s so good.”
With his hands under my butt, he moved me up and down in rhythm with his mouth.
He slipped one hand between my legs, sliding a finger gently inside.
“That’s good baby.”
His drew in and out of me with long strokes of his finger while he continued to work my clit with his tongue.