Page 28 of Her Wedding Night

“God, that felt good. Did it feel good for you? You take me perfectly, Lucy. My Lucy. Daddy’s hot little secret, aren’t you? Keeping all this pent-up need tight inside you. My. Little. Virgin.”

I will forever cherish the memory of her shocked expression as she feels my release throb deep inside her. The moment my cock starts to pulse, her eyes flare wide, feeling my hot seed pump inside her.

It’s too powerful to ignore.

She presses her lips together, holding in a scream, and her legs wrap around my hips.

Holding me deep inside her.

Taking every drop Daddy has to give.

And then she collapses on the table beneath me.

CHAPTER 15

LUCY

I’m in a daze as Gabriel pulls out. He yanks my gown up, covering me, then leans over to grab his clothes.

The next thing I know, Forrest is slammed onto the edge of the table beside me, the gun clattering to the deck as something gives a sickening snap.

I let out a watery scream.

Gabriel, cool as a cucumber, like he didn’t just fuck a virgin in front of his son and his son’s insane friends, picks up the gun and sweeps it over everyone in a commandingstay where you fucking aregesture.

He pulls on his pants with alarming speed and throws me over his shoulder.

“Hold on,” he snaps out, only pausing long enough to grab his bag of money.

My bag of money?

Did I just sell him my virginity, or am I being kidnapped for the second time tonight?

I hold on anyway, because the alternatives seem to be falling overboard or being left behind with the frat savages.

He’s so big everywhere, my hands find it hard to get purchase. Of course he’s big everywhere. Big shoulders, big arms.

Big cock.

On the lowest deck, he dumps me into a dinghy, then leaps in after me and starts an outboard motor.

“Where are we—” I cut off my own question when I realize we’re approaching the marina.

We’re back in Conception Ridge.

The nightmare is over.

Instead of pulling in where the big yacht motored out, he steers the dinghy to a smaller, shadowed dock, closer to the surface of the water that has stairs leading up to what I discover is a parking lot.

Because he carries me up them.

He grunts when he takes his first step into the lot.

“What?”

“I left my shoes on the boat.”

I start laughing and I don’t stop.