My intention isn’t to use Gwen as bait. I would never do that with any of the women in our lives, especially my wife. The only thing I want to do is see if there’s anyone else working for the fuckface we’re after. If Neil has someone following us around, the four of us will spot him before they can get away and let Neil know what’s going on or where we are.
We’ve been back at the clubhouse for a few hours now. Gwen wanted to stay in the common room for a while as the entire club celebrates our marriage. It was announced when we walked in by Fox by him yelling out to the entire club while I pulled Gwen close and kissed her soft lips.
“These fuckers went and got married!” Fox yelled out to everyone.
We were soon surrounded by our family members so they could congratulate us. A shot of Jameson was thrust in my hand followed by a beer while a bottled water was passed to Gwen. Even though she also ordered a milkshake to bring back with us and has been sipping on it ever since. Now, it’s time for me to take my wife upstairs and ravish her. So, I pick her up as she sits with the ol’ ladies and carry her from the room bridal style. Catcalls, clapping, and laughter follow us up the stairs.
I shut the world out and lock the door so no one can disturb us. Laying Gwen on our bed, I stand in front of her between her legs. My hands reach out and I slide her flip flops off before sliding the dress up her legs. Once it’s up to her stomach, I pull her up against my hard body and finish removing it. She extends her arm over her head for me. Instead of tossing her dress on the floor as I normally would, I lay it over the chair in our room. While I’m there, I place my cut on top of it. The same with her rag. She took it off when she was sitting with the women and carried it upstairs with us.
Gwen is standing before me in a white set of bra and panties. She looks like an angel with her hair flowing down her back and her eyes staring up at me full of love and need. Leaning down, I kiss her, she opens her mouth for me and I don’t waste any time in sliding my tongue in to tangle with hers. Gwen kisses me back, not holding anything in as she used to. While our mouths are fused together, my wife undoes my belt before taking care of the button and zipper on my jeans. I break the kiss so I can reach behind me and pull my shirt off. Within seconds each of us are naked and standing in front of one another.
I help Gwen lay back against the pillows before settling in between her legs. There is no way I’m not going to take my time tonight. Moving my head closer to her already wet pussy, I slide my tongue through her folds never once taking my eyes off her. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I use my fingers as I sink two in her body. Curling them, I hit the spot that drives her insane. She arches her back off the bed and tangles her fingers in my hair. It doesn’t take her long to fall apart in my arms.
Before she can come down fully, I slide my hard cock into her body. Taking a minute to savor the feeling of her wrapped around me, I don’t move. Gwen pulls my head down to hers and kisses me while wrapping her arms around my back. Her hips meet mine with every thrust when I finally begin to slide in and out of her. Our eyes remain locked on one another the entire time. I watch on as her eyes darken with passion. Her nails dig into my shoulders when her back arches and her body begins to tighten around me.
“So. Close. Tristan,” she grits out as her eyes drift closed.
“I want your eyes, Sparrow,” I growl as I feel the telltale sign I’m getting close.
I fight every urge in me to speed up my movements as I slowly slide in and out of her body. I’m not going to quicken my pace simply because I’m close to reaching my release. No, tonight is all about showing Gwen how much I love her and can be the man she needs me to be. I can give her loving and gentle when she needs it.
“Tristan!” she screams out as her nails rake down my back.
That’s all I need to be thrown over the edge with her. My release rushes from me and into Gwen as I continue moving so I can prolong her orgasm. We’re laying wrapped around one another while our hearts and breathing return to normal. I get out of bed and make my way to the bathroom so I can clean myself up before wetting a washcloth to clean her. Gwen’s almost asleep when I make my way back into the bedroom.
“I love you, my husband,” Gwen says, her voice filled with sleep as I toss the cloth back toward the bathroom.
“I love you too, my wife.”
I slide into bed with Gwen and wrap my arms around her, my hands resting on her belly. She’s already asleep as I close my eyes and thank whoever I can for bringing her into my life. The only dark spot in our lives is Neil and he’ll be taken care of as soon as we can find his bitch ass. That’s the last thought I have as sleep claims me.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Gwen
THE LAST FEW weeks have flown by. Kim and I spend time with Tommy on a daily basis. It doesn’t hurt that Killer and I are still living at the clubhouse so I’m always around. It’s easier to be in the common room knowing Tommy is here now. Killer is still off looking for Neil with no luck. So, to keep myself entertained when I’m not doing schoolwork I keep Tommy company as he works around the clubhouse.
Tommy doesn’t complain or bitch about the horrible jobs he has around the clubhouse. They’ve got him stocking the alcohol behind the bar, cleaning up, running to the store, and a list of other jobs. Whenever I can, I keep him company and we talk about things we’ve been up to since the last time we saw one another. I can honestly say I owe this man my life. He saved me on a regular basis and won’t let me apologize, give him thanks, or anything else. It’s just who he is.
I’ve been to the doctor and I found out what we’re having. I’m the only one who knows at this point. So, I’ve planned a gender reveal party. It’s for the entire club since we need something to boost our spirits. Everyone is frustrated because Neil is still out there and no one’s any closer to finding him.
Rich and Tommy have been helping me get things ready. Maria is still here, and I begged Slim to let her out for a little while as long as she stays by my side since the men who are stuck babysitting me are usually right there. The guys agreed she could if she wanted to. Inside they’re all a bunch of softies when it comes to the women in the club. Well, not the house bunnies. Plus, they understand why Maria did what she did. I’m no longer mad or upset with her. I’d have done the same thing as her to get my baby sister back.
The common room of the clubhouse has been transformed today. We’ve cleaned it from top to bottom and then decorated it with pink and blue everything. There are streamers, balloons, the paper plates, cups, and silverware. I even have chocolate wrapped in blue and pink wrappers around the room. Killer got me a rocking chair for our room. Tommy was nice enough to move it to the common room with me because I love sitting in it and holding my belly.
I definitely have a belly now. It seems as if I went from a flat stomach to this huge belly protruding from the front of my body. I’m not going to complain one bit about it. My stomach showcases our babies resting safely in my body until they’re ready to be born.
“Gwen, I’m gonna head back to my room now,” Maria tells me as she looks at the time.
The other ol’ ladies should be here soon. They don’t feel the same about Maria as I do and don’t understand the compassion I feel toward her. None of them were in the situation I was caused by Neil and my father, so I don’t expect them to.