Page 195 of Rough and Rugged

Gunner is the most adorable ring bearer in his doggie tux. He is lapping up all the attention from everyone. I couldn’t imagine not including him in our big day. He’s been such an important part of our story.

“You happy, Trouble?” Hunter asks as we pause at the applause that greets us.

“I couldn’t imagine being any happier. Today has been a dream, and now you are all mine, Mr. Jackson,” I say up at him with a sassy smirk.

“I believe it is YOU who is all MINE, Mrs. Jackson,” Hunter murmurs against my temple as I feel a quick swat against my butt.

THE END… ALMOST!

Epilogue

Ariana

“Hey,hotstuff,Italked the cake decorator into slipping an extra bowl of the vanilla bean frosting in the fridge. I’ve got some plans for later; you game?” I toss to my husband with a wink as I walk past him toward the dessert station.

“Mrs. Jackson…” I hear him growl out a warning, but I keep walking, adding a little shimmy to my steps since Iknowhe is watching.

Only a few minutes later, I feel a tingle along my spine, and I know he’s close… and sure enough, I’m flying through the air with a chuckle and landing over his shoulder as I hear Hunter announce, “Enjoy the party, everyone. My wife and I have someplansto attend to.”

Did he really just…? I can’t help but laugh, but of course he did!

A loud chorus of cheers and laughs follows us out the tent as Hunter makes his way to his truck, where I notice that bowl of frosting sitting in the passenger seat waiting for us.

“Mmm, vanilla bean frosting and you, definitely my new favorite treat,” I say with an evil grin as I release Hunter’s cock from the vise my mouth has had over it for the last several minutes.

“Stop teasing me, Trouble. You’ve had enough dessert. Now climb on up and ride me,” Hunter growls as he smacks my ass playfully.

With one parting lick and suck to his cock, I climb onto my knees and straddle his hips, resting my palms against his chest as I begin to lower myself over his cock. I feel his hands grab my hips as he helps guide me.

“Just like that, Vixen. I can feel your heat.” He groans as my core grazes the tip of his cock.

I slide down his length, slowly teasing and tormenting him as I go.

“Enough, Trouble. Get that tight pussy seated on me now,” he grunts as he grabs tightly to my hips and pulls me fully onto his lap. We both let out a moan as my weight sinks fully onto him.

As I slide up and down his long length, squeezing my muscles to test his restraint further, I watch as his eyes drift closed, and then I grin wickedly as I slide two of my fingers into the frosting container he didn’t notice I’d left tucked next to us.

I lean forward and quickly swirl my fingers around his nipple, then roll my tongue along the trail I left before he even has time to react.

He lets out a deep moan, flips our positions, and begins thrusting into me quickly. Within moments, we are both coming, letting out curses and moans as we find our releases together.

“You are a whole lotta trouble, but you are all mine, Mrs. Jackson,” Hunter pants right before he seals his lips to mine.