Learning To Love (The Griffin Brothers Book 4) (31 page)

“So did I.”

I lift her and she puts
her legs around me as I slide into her. I’ll never get tired of
feeling my wife’s pussy hugging my cock. “Damn, Ollie. I love
being inside of you.”

“It’s the best.”

“Yes it is.”

Hours later, we fall
asleep in our bed again, tangled up in each other. That never gets
old, either.

* * *

Olivia

I’m nervous as I walk
up to Candi’s studio on Monday morning. I’ve missed her and this
place so much. I know I have some sucking up to do, and I’m more
than willing to do it. I ring the bell since I don’t have my keys
any longer. The door opens almost immediately, and I’m enveloped in
a hug.

“I’ve missed you so
much, Liv. I was really worried about you.”

“I missed you, too.
I’m sorry.”

“None of that. You’re
here now, and that’s all that matters.”

She’s making this too
easy for me. I’m not going to complain, though. We go into the
studio and I see the pile of mail on my desk. “I was wondering why
you were making this so easy for me. Now I know.”

“Hush. I
do
need you to take care of that crap, but I’m making this easy
because I love you. Plus, you made my daughter’s Godfather
extremely happy this past weekend.”

I feel my cheeks
redden. “What? He told you?”

She laughs. “No, but
you just did. And you’re wearing your rings.”

“Well, then, yes. We
made each other
very
happy this weekend, and that’s all I’m saying.”

She nods. “I know.
You won’t brag. I
am
happy for the two of you, though. I’m glad you’ll both be at the
wedding this weekend.”

“Oh no. I didn’t
pick a dress.” Candi is letting all of us pick our own dresses in
whatever color we want.

“You have all week.
Just make it pink. I figured that would be your color, so I got you a
pink bouquet.”

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.
Now get to work. Those bills won’t pay themselves. I know because I
tried to convince them to.”

I laugh and sit at my
desk. I’m so absorbed in taking care of the mail and then the
emails that I don’t notice how many hours have passed. My stomach
starts to rumble and I realize that it has to be time for lunch. I
pick up my phone to check the time and see that Candi texted to tell
me to come up for lunch about fifteen minutes ago.

I go upstairs and knock
on their door. Owen opens it and I get a hug from him. “It’s good
to see you, sister-in-law. We were about to send a search party.”

“Good to see you,
too, Owe.”

I walk past him to see
Luke sitting on the couch, cuddling Hope close and smiling at her. He
looks up at me as I head towards him. “Hi, honey. I came to take
you to lunch, but I was intercepted before I got to you. Then I got a
little distracted.”

It’s so cute to see
him with the baby, and hear how she distracted him. I don’t mind. I
know he loves me, so coming second sometimes is okay. Besides, it’s
also really hot that he can admit it.

“I’ll come second
to Hope any day,” I tell him as I sit down next to him and kiss her
on the forehead.

“Never second. To
anyone.”

It’s him I kiss then.
Just a little kiss, because he
is
holding a baby. “Right back atcha.”

“You two are too
cute, but I’m starving. Can we eat now?”

“I’m actually
starving, too, Owe.”

“Oh. You go first,
Liv.” He looks embarrassed, but he shouldn’t.

“Nope. You are not
going to act weird around me. My husband has kept me well fed the
past few days. Just be yourself and attack the food like you normally
do.”

“Don’t encourage
him. He’s an animal.”

“And you love it,
babe.”

“I do.”

“Now who’s acting
cute?” I ask.

We all laugh and I get
behind Owen and start assembling sandwiches for me and Luke. I grab
some chips and sodas and then sit down next to him on the couch. He
moves Hope a little so he can use his right hand to eat. “I
would’ve fed you.”

“I know, but you need
to eat.”

“I’m going to say
this one last time, for all of your benefits. I’m doing great.
Better than great. I feel stronger already after a few days of eating
regularly. I can only eat so much, though. So trying to feed me extra
won’t work. I want to be healthy, and I’m not going to skip meals
on purpose or anything.”

“You’re right. We
shouldn’t be pushing. Now eat your sandwich,” Candi tells me with
a smile.

I throw a chip at her
and then I
do
eat.
After I’m done, I tell them I have to get back to work. Luke calls
Candi a slave driver, which earns him a smack on the arm. He hands
off Hope to Owen and holds my hand as he walks me downstairs. We kiss
in the studio for a good ten minutes before I pull away.

“I really need to
work.”

“I
really
need my wife. Just one time, I promise, and then I’ll go.”

“We can’t in here.
There’s probably not a surface Candi and your brother haven’t
been on.”

“True.” He looks
around and then smiles. “Open the bay door and I’ll drive my car
in.”

Damn that’s hot.
“Hurry.”

He runs out the studio
door and I open up the bay. He drives in and I push the button to
close everything back up. I’m pulling at his door handle before the
car is even shut off. He puts his seat all the way back and down as I
climb in and close the door. We’re kissing and groping, and then
clothes are getting pushed aside. We don’t even try to take them
all the way off.

I slide down onto his
cock and we both groan. I start moving, but not fast enough for him.
He grabs my hips and thrusts up every time I slide down. He’s
frantic and wild and I love it. “Come for me, Luke. Don’t wait.”

He looks up and I nod.
He lets go and starts jerking inside of me while his body shakes. I
pull him close and bite down on his ear. When he’s done, he moves
his hands from my hips to cup my face. “You didn’t come.”

“I didn’t need to.”

“Was it good, at
least?”

“Good does not even
come close.”

“Then come for
me
,”
he says as he slides a hand down to play with my clit.

He’s still inside of
me, not fully hard, but hard enough to not slip out. I arch my back
and he starts biting my neck. His other hand is pinching my nipple,
and since I was already close, I’m over the edge in a couple of
minutes.

“Luke!”

He doesn’t stop
pinching or rubbing, and I’m going wild as my orgasm continues.
He’s thrusting into me as I shudder and squeeze his now fully hard
cock with my pussy. “Hearing my name when you shatter? That. Never.
Gets. Old.” Every word is a thrust and I hold onto the headrest as
he takes over again. I’m still sensitive, and the combination of
him moving inside of me, and one hand still playing with me, sends me
over again within minutes. He’s right after me, coming hard for a
second time. He slides out and holds me close on top of him, nuzzling
my neck.

“That was just…God,
Luke.”

“I know I promised
just once, but I couldn’t stop.”

“I’m definitely not
complaining.”

“Good. I don’t want
you to think I only want this from you.”

“I know that. Stop
worrying. I have to get back to work now.”

“I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you,
too.”

I pull my clothes all
the way on and then open the car door to get out. Luke takes an extra
couple of minutes before he joins me. “Do you want to catch a movie
tonight?”

“Yes. Oh shit. I
can’t.”

“Got another hot
date?”

“Yes.” He steps
away from me and I laugh as I pull him back. “With one of your
credit cards, if it’s okay to use it.”

“You don’t have to
ask me to use
our
credit cards. Ever. So, what are you shopping for?”

“My bridesmaid’s
dress for Saturday.”

“You don’t have one
yet? Of course you don’t. Do you want me to go with you?”

“Would you?”

“Sure. I could be one
of those husbands who sits outside the dressing room. I’ll even
hold your purse.”

“Aww. That’s so
sweet. You can tell me if something’s too expensive, too.”

“Nothing’s too
expensive.”

“Really? What if I
found something for a million dollars?”

“I’d call and make
sure the funds were available.”

“I wouldn’t do
that.”

“I know. But you
could.”

I reach up and kiss
him. He slides his arms around me and we stay like that until a
throat clears behind us and we break apart. “Why is your car in my
studio, Luke?”

“I…umm…well…”

Owen’s eyes widen as
he looks at the two of us. “Dude, did you fuck your wife in your
car inside of my wife’s studio?”

“I might have
made
love
to my wife in there, yes.”

“Luke.”

“There’s no point
in denying it, honey.”

“Why didn’t you
just lock the studio door and go at it on the couch like a normal
person?” Candi asks and then looks at Owen. “And I’m not your
wife yet.”

“You are in every way
that counts.”

They grab each other
and start kissing. Either they’ve forgotten we’re here or they
don’t care as they bang into the wall, dropping the baby monitor
walkie on the floor. “We’re still here, and this is why he drove
his car in.”

“Oh. Well, yeah, good
call.”

* * *

Luke

It’s the morning of
Owen and Candi’s wedding, and I’m almost as nervous as he is.
Candi’s one of my best friends, and I want this day to be perfect
for her. The wedding’s going to be here, in my parents’ backyard.
Cyndi Evans is walking her down the aisle because the two of them
have become crazy close. My brothers and I are standing up for Owen,
along with our friend Zane. He also has Mara, who was his fake fiancé
for a little while, on his side, along with her wife, Leila.

Candi has Yasmin,
Chloe, Alex, Erika, Sam, and of course Ollie, standing up for her.
I’ve been hanging with Owen, but since he’s freaking out and it
was freaking
me
out,
I’m headed to the guest house to see the girls. I knock and my mom
answers, letting me in. The girls are all cooing over Hope, and I
don’t blame them. She’s a knockout, even as a baby. She’s not
who I’m here to see, though.

I don’t see Candi or
Ollie, so I head upstairs and knock on the bedroom door. It opens and
I see Cyndi. She smiles at me as I envelope her in a hug. I look over
her shoulder and see my wife, who looks amazing in her strapless
light pink dress with the feathers on the bottom. She has her bright
pink heels on and her hair is up in some fancy hairstyle I’ll be
ruining later.

I let go of Cyndi and
walk inside. My first sight of Candi takes my breath away. “Damn,
Candi. If I didn’t love my wife so much and think of you like a
sister, I’d be trying to steal you from my brother.”

She’s in a dress
that’s just so her. It’s sleeveless with a deep v-neck. The
material is sheer with strips of white satin covering the best parts.
The top is tight but it goes into a crazy skirt that crosses over
itself and has fluffy white material popping out. My brother’s
going to freak, and there may be a show people aren’t expecting at
the altar.

“Thanks, Luke. You
look hot as ever, too.”

“Should we leave you
two alone?”

I look to my wife and
feel a little bad. “Ollie, you were the most beautiful bride I’ll
ever see. No one can compare to you in my eyes. I’m not blind,
though. You know Candi looks awesome.”

She closes her eyes and
nods. I lean down and kiss her sweetly. She pulls back and looks at
Candi. “I’m sorry. You look gorgeous, and I shouldn’t have been
jealous. I just get insecure sometimes because you’re all so
beautiful.”

“Don’t worry about
it. You know he’s like my brother. And news flash girly, you are
just as beautiful as any of us.”

“Thanks for saying
that. I’m going to head down with Luke and send Yasmin up. You need
your Matron of Honor.”

“See you soon.”

I take her hand as we
walk out of the room. When the door closes, I push her up against the
nearest wall and kiss her. She pushes me away too soon. “You’re
going to mess up my make-up and hair. Candi will kill us both if that
happens.”

“I know, but I
couldn’t help it.”

“I appreciate that,
but let’s go. I have to find Yasmin, and you should be hanging with
your brother.”

“Such a nag.”

“You may rethink what
you just called me when you’re cock’s in your hand and not
between my legs tonight.”

She runs down the
stairs before I can say anything else. I’ll think of some way out
of this. I have to. My hand’s not an option.

I hang with Owen and
his side of the wedding party for a little bit, and then it’s time
for us to line up. My parents walk down the aisle first, carrying
Hope. All the girls follow, including Ollie. I try to make eye
contact with her, but she glares at me. Shit. Not good. I don’t
have time to think about that for long before Candi and Cyndi come
down the aisle to Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley.

I take my eyes off of
them to look at Owen. He’s looking at Candi like they’re the only
two in the backyard. I know that feeling. I had it at my own wedding.
Candi’s his home, just like Ollie’s mine. He steps over and
kisses Cyndi on the cheek as she places Candi’s hand in his. Cyndi
then steps behind them to perform the ceremony.

The ceremony goes like
any other wedding until it’s time for them to say their vows.
Instead of words, they exchange small picture frames. I guess Cyndi
knew about this, so she finishes, and after they both say “I do,”
she pronounces them husband and wife. Their kiss almost devolves into
the show I knew it would, but Ryan pulls Owen back. We all laugh and
then take some pictures before mingling.