I dropped my head onto Hollin’s shoulder. “Thank you.”
“Anything for you, Medina.”
“And you, Abbey? You’re mine?”
“For as long as you’ll have me.”
“Forever then.”
He kissed the top of my head. “Forever it is.”
Epilogue
One Year Later
“Can’t keep your hands to yourself for five minutes,” I joked.
I didn’t push Hollin back. He still had his hands under my skirt, and maybe we could skip the award ceremony.
“Are you complaining?” he asked.
Those blue eyes smoldered as he dropped to the ground in front of me. He pressed his mouth hot to my core, and I shuddered.
“No. No complaints.”
“That’s what I thought.”
He pushed the skirt of my maroon dress around my hips. The same maroon dress that I hadn’t gotten to wear last year, but I was putting it to good use this year.
Hollin pulled aside the lace of my thong.
“We’re going to be late,” I gasped.
“We’ll make it.”
“Oh God,” I moaned at the first thrust of his finger inside of me. The second followed almost without hesitation. I gripped one of the bedposts and tried not to ruin my hair as he began to finger-fuck me.
“Now, isn’t that better?” he asked with a chuckle that brooked no response.
His mouth returned to my clit and flicked against it until I was screaming into the hotel room. I hoped we didn’t have any neighbors right now. It was hard to sate my desire for Hollin Abbey.
A year earlier, we’d almost ruined everything. Now, things were better than ever. The sex was somehow better than ever, too.
Hollin released the buckle on his belt. His fancy suit pants followed, and I was scrambling for his heavy cock, falling to the floor before him. His eyes widened in wonder as I slicked the head of him with my tongue.
“Fuck, Piper,” he growled. “I want to fuck you.”
“Let me taste at least,” I teased.
And how could he argue?
I jerked him off with one hand as I brought him deep into my mouth. His hands fisted in my hair, holding me in place as I worked to get him deeper. He was so massive that it had taken months for me to get anywhere close to deep-throating him. I still sometimes gagged and had to give up. He never minded because that meant he got to punish me by bending me over his knee. Both of us liked it enough that I always fought to try again the next time. Either I succeeded or I got the spanking I deserved. Win-win.
I tried to get him all the way this time, but he was impatient. He jerked into my mouth.
“Babe,” he groaned. “No time.”
“Now, who’s complaining?”
He growled something about me being a bad girl, and it went straight to my greedy pussy. Did I want to give this blow job, or did I want him to take it out on my body? Toss-up.
Finally, he got fed up and withdrew from my lips. “Over the bed.”
I grinned devilishly. He rammed me forward until my ass was in the air and my pussy was on full display. He tugged my panties all the way down my legs, dropping them to the floor. Then drove deep inside of me.
I moaned around the sharp pain of him filling me. He was huge, and sometimes, he forgot that I was relatively small. Or maybe he liked the way I squirmed around the pain. I knew that I did.
“Going to come for me again?” Hollin asked.
My answering response was to tighten all around his cock as he hammered harder and faster inside of me. I’d been hanging on a thread before, and it all came undone.
“Fuck,” he spat. Then, he came alongside me, spending himself thoroughly. “That’s my good girl. So fucking good.”
We both grew still, panting in the hotel room. He withdrew from my body and went to clean up. I followed him, and when I came back, I looked around for my underwear.
Hollin gave me a shit-eating look. He patted his pocket. “I’m keeping these.”
“Hollin,” I chided.
“I want you to be commando under that dress. Makes me think about fingering you under the table.”
I flushed. “At the award ceremony? In front of all those people?”
“Who’s going to know?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Everyone?”
He smirked. “How good is your poker face?”
I rolled my eyes at him but was thrilled at the thought. It wasn’t the first time I’d gone out without underwear. Just knowing I had on nothing underneath this would make the sex amazing when we got back. It would heat us both up all night long.
“Fine.”
We headed down to the award ceremony. I’d missed it last year after pulling Sinclair Cellars out of the running. This year, Hollin and I were in it together. We each had individual wines in the running. Luckily, he was putting forward a chardonnay for Wright Vineyard while Medina Cellars had a new merlot that I hoped would top the category. But together, we’d decided on a whole new blend vintage. A pinot noir mix with grapes from both vineyards that we were calling the Medina-Abbey.
We’d commandeered an entire table this year. Jordan and Julian were seated with Annie and Jennifer beside them. My dad, mom, Peyton, and Peter took up the rest of the seats. Hollin’s family along with Blaire and a good number of the Wrights had a table farther from the action but hollered as we passed by. We had an entire entourage this year, and I loved it. All of us together.
“Took you long enough,” Julian said, coming to his feet and shaking Hollin’s hand.
“Yeah. We had other plans,” Hollin said with that same smile.
Julian rolled his eyes. “I bet.”
Jordan shook his hand next. “What do you think is going to happen this year?”
“I’m going to win,” I told him with a wink.
Jordan laughed. “We’ll see about that.”
Hollin tugged me closer and kissed me hard one more time. “I don’t know what’s going to happen,” he admitted. “But it doesn’t matter.”
“No?”
“I’ve already won.” He pressed our lips together one more time in front of our entire family and all our friends and the entire Texas wine world. “I’ve got you. What more could I want?”
My cheeks heated again at those words. “Oh, Hollin, I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
And though we did win Best in Class for our blended wine, the Medina-Abbey vintage, all that mattered was that we had each other.
The good girl and the reformed bad boy.
Thank you so much for reading WRIGHT RIVAL! I hope you enjoyed Hollin & Piper’s story as much as I did. Their back and forth plus TOUR BUS SEX was just a crazy fun ride. And there’s more to come!
Next up is Campbell & Blaire in WRIGHT THAT GOT AWAY. “Campbell Abbey is the lead singer of the biggest band in the universe. He’s also the boy I fell in love with in high school when no one knew my name. Now, I teach girls every day how to love themselves and get over that boy that wronged them. If only I could take my own advice…and not still pine for the Wright that got away.” Turn the page for a sneak peek!