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  Sweet Enough to Eat

  Alexa Riley

  Contents

  HEA on the go

  Woah!

  Sweet Enough To Eat

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Epilogue

  His Paradise

  Chapter 1

  Her Paradise

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Stalk the Author

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  Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.

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  Sweet Enough To Eat

  by Alexa Riley

  Nikki’s been crashing weddings with her bestie Sugar as she tries to find the one. When she least expects it, Dean pops up and he’s on the same page as she is. But a catastrophe involving a piercing, an IUD, and a trip to the emergency room has her running for the hills.

  Dean always knew that when he found the woman that was meant to be his, he would know it. And the second he saw Nikki, he was ready for the white picket fence. But when they get separated she takes off… But not to worry – he loves the chase.

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  Chapter One

  Nikki

  I bounce my shoulders to the music as I look around the wedding reception. No one’s caught my eye, but it’s not like anyone ever does. If they had, I wouldn’t be here looking for the one. Instead I’d be at home with him, grilling in our backyard and enjoying the late spring day. Or maybe we’d have date night and he’d take me out for dinner and dancing.

  I could go on and on with my list of ideas for my imaginary life, but as my list keeps growing, time keeps passing. Finding my forever man feels as though it’s getting further and further away every day. With everything else in life, I can work for what I want. I moved out of my overbearing parents’ house and got my dream job dancing, which is something they told me I’d never be able to do.

  Falling in love is something I can’t work for. Unless you count crashing weddings as a way of finding him. I hate that my faith in my grandma is wavering. She told me when I found the one I’d know instantly. My whole world would light up and I’d feel it in my soul. She never steered me wrong and I’m trying to hold on to her advice. I don't know what I would have done growing up without her because she was my saving grace from my parents.

  Weddings are always filled with so much love and they get you thinking about the next step in life. That’s why I thought it would be the perfect place to meet someone. I’ve been to dozens of weddings and not one spark of anything has ever happened. At least I always get a slice of cake and the chance to dance. But afterwards I start to feel down as I give the room a once-over and leave without finding my future husband. Tonight, though, something is different. I’m not sure if it’s because something’s going to happen or if I already know it’s going to be another bust.

  Not wanting to wait around and find out, I walk to the DJ booth thinking of a list of songs I’m going to request. I can at least get some good music going in here. Dancing is a part of who I am, but music moves me.

  I stop short and nearly fall forward when my eye lands on the broad chest of a man who’s practically standing on top of me. His hands grab my arms to keeping me in place so that I don’t fall face first into him. Before I can ask him why he’s in my space, his deep voice rumbles over me and it makes my breath hitch.

  “I got you.”

  It’s him. I haven’t even really gotten a look at him and I know he’s the one. His warm hands hold on to me tightly as if in fear that I might try and get away. I’m not going anywhere because I’ve finally found him. Slowly I lift my head to look up into the grayest eyes I’ve ever seen. My heart thuds and then warmth floods my system.

  “Have we met?” he asks, searching my face. “Never mind, we couldn’t have. I wouldn’t have let you go.”

  I smile up at him and I know what he means. It already feels like I know him and I realize that my grandma was right. I know he’s my forever man and he’s more handsome than I could have imagined. He’s got dark hair cut short and a perfect smile. Yeah, I would have remembered him too if we’d met before. Not only that but he’s tall and I’m in heels. I have to lean back to look up at him and I’m not a short girl.

  “Tell me your name.” He cocks a smile down at me and I swear for a moment I forget it.

  There’s a long pause and I swallow. “Nikki,” I manage to say, and it makes his smile widen.

  “Nikki.” He repeats it slowly, savoring the word on his tongue. “I’m Dean.” He leans down and I can feel his breath against my lips. “I’m going to kiss you, Nikki.”

  I don’t wait for him to do it as I stand on my tiptoes to press my mouth against his. I don’t want to wait another second. I’ve done my waiting and that’s over starting now.

  I sigh against his mouth and it feels like coming home after being away for an eternity. His lips touch mine and it’s the single greatest feeling in the world. I slide my hands up his chest and wrap them around his neck. He pulls me into him and I melt against his strong, thick body. It isn’t enough because I’m desperate for more. I try to deepen the kiss, but he pulls back, his breathing heavy.

  “I was going to ask you to dance, but we have to get out of here,” he tells me and I nod my agreement. He slides his hand into mine and locks our fingers together. He pulls me from the reception hall and we go down a corridor and to the stairs. Dean starts pulling at every door we pass and I’d laugh if I didn’t want one to open so badly.

  Finally one gives and he swings it open and pulls me inside with him. He pins me to the wall as the door closes behind us. “I don’t want you to think I’m just trying to fuck you, but…” He trails off as his eyes close for a minute and I can tell he’s trying to get it together. I start pulling at his clothes, and those dark gray eyes fly open as I untuck his shirt.

  “I feel it,” I tell him. “Trust me. I feel it so ba
d I’m about to give you my virginity in a storage closet.” Dean groans and his eyes become hooded.

  “I can’t do that to you here.” He says that, but he makes no move to stop my hands or leave. “I should be doing this the right way. I can’t tell our children I had their mom in a storage closet.”

  He’s not telling our kids anything about our first time, but I’ll talk to him about that later.

  “Are you telling me no?” I push my hands up and under his shirt and feel his bare skin against my fingers. Maybe we should be doing this differently, but I’m too worked up to care.

  “I’ll never tell you no.” Those grays bore into me and I’ve never felt such intensity with someone before.

  “I want you inside me. Now.”

  Chapter Two

  Dean

  “Yes, ma’am.” I grab the edge of the dress and pull it up. “But first I’m going to make sure you’re wet enough.”

  “I am, trust me.” She grips the front of my shirt and I cock my head to the side.

  “You might have walked in here with your sassy pants on, but I know if that little pussy of yours hasn’t had a dick we’re going to have to work her up real good before she takes what I’ve got for you.”

  She gasps as I kneel down in front of her and yank her panties to the side. I whistle long and low as I stare at her pretty pink lips glistening with need. “Damn, you weren’t kidding.”

  “Oh God,” she breathes, and I look up to see her face as red as a rose.

  “Shh, don’t be shy. I’m so damn proud this is all for me.” I lean in a little and press my nose to her pussy, inhaling. “It is, isn’t it? Tell me, sassy, is this all mine?”

  She nods, and my mouth waters as I slide my tongue between her petal-soft lips. She’s as sweet as honeysuckle and finer than silk. I’m a lucky man that I get to call her my own, because that’s what she is. One look and I was done for. She might as well have been a speeding truck coming right at me, because it felt just like I’d been run over. The feeling of belonging and desire hit me hard and fast and left me reeling.

  She spreads her legs as I move in close and make a meal out of her. Her small fingers move down and she spreads her lips so I can suck on her clit. My tongue rolls over it and then around in circles until I hear her whining with need.

  I slide two of my fingers up and into her tight opening as she cries out with desire. She squeezes them as I move inside her and try to stretch what is unyielding to my touch. She’s hot and dripping down my fingers, so I lick that up too. I want every single drop she has to give and then some. I growl against her soft skin as she pushes her pussy closer to my mouth.

  My cock is aching and demanding that I give it what it wants right this goddamn second. I can’t hold on for much longer, but I know I have to get her off. The need to have her orgasm is stronger than the need to breathe, and I can’t stop as she builds closer.

  “Dean.” My name whispered ever so gently is a plea for me to be hers. It’s a call to become the man she’s dreamed of and desired just like I’ve been waiting for her.

  “I’ve got you,” I say against her pussy when I feel her entire body tense.

  Her cry starts out low and then climbs to a piercing shout as her body reaches the pinnacle of desire. Her orgasm is hard and rocks her whole body and finally, finally her pussy relaxes around my fingers.

  I breathe a sigh of relief as I slide them out of her and lick them clean. Then I quickly rip off my clothes and pull her dress over her head. I don’t care if we’re in a closet, I need her skin on skin. I grab a blanket off a nearby shelf and lay it on the ground before I sit down on it.

  “Oh shit.” She stares open mouthed at my cock as I lean back on the blanket and hold out my hand.

  “It’s all right, we’ll go slow,” I say, using my other hand to jack it up and down a few times to spread the cum all over it.

  “I’ve never seen one with a piercing through it.” She steps slowly over to me and plants her feet on either side of my waist.

  “Just a drunk night in college, but I’m hoping it pays off.” I wink at her as she slowly lowers herself down.

  “You’ve never had sex with it?” Her pussy hovers an inch above my round head that’s dripping with need.

  “No way.” I lean in close and kiss her lips when she lowers slightly. Her soft, wet pussy kisses the end of my cock, taking in the first inch. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

  I got the piercing on a bet and never would have done it had I been sober. But my friends dared me, and at the time I wasn’t going to back down. Afterwards I was just thankful my cock still worked and I kind of left it in as a joke. It makes going through airport security interesting and I can’t say it doesn’t feel great when jacking off. But if Nikki isn’t into it, it’s gone.

  “If you don’t like how it feels I can take it out,” I say as she slides down another inch and I groan.

  She gasps, and I don’t know if it’s the cock ring or the fact that I can feel her virginity break at the same time. I hold her face, kissing her as I try to be still. It takes a moment for her body to relax, and then she’s lowering still. It’s a long, thick road she’s going down, but she saddles up like a professional cowgirl and seats herself on top of me.

  “Better?” I ask, and she smiles and bites her lip.

  “I-I think I like it.” She looks shyly down to where we’re joined and rocks against me.

  I have to grind my teeth to keep from losing control as she moves back and forth.

  She gasps again, and this time I feel her pussy squeeze around me as she releases a shaky breath. “I think I’m going to come again.” Her eyes are wide and she’s just as surprised as I am as I reach between us and rub her clit.

  “Dean, it’s—oh, God.” She closes her eyes tight and I watch her lean her head back and shout as her pussy contracts and she comes.

  “Fuck.” I’m amazed at how good it feels and I want to come with her, but just as I’m about to let go, I feel something tug the end of my cock.

  It’s not painful, but it’s like something is caught on the end of my dick. I hold still and Nikki rocks her hips until suddenly her eyes fly open and she stares at me.

  “Is that—”

  “Are we?”

  We both say at the same time. There’s a moment of absolute silence that passes between us as we realize that we just might be stuck together.

  “Oh God,” she says as her eyes widen and her face gets redder. “I’m coming again.”

  I don’t know much about science, so I don’t know if this is a good or bad thing. I just try to hold still as another climax rocks her body and my cock gets tugged again.

  She tries to sit up and let my cock slide out of her, but every time she does it, another orgasm slams into her. I’m afraid to come because what if it makes it worse? And it’s clear that she can’t control what’s happening to her body right this second.

  “What do we do?” she asks with panicked eyes. There’s a light sheen of sweat across her face and she looks scared.

  “Stay like this forever?” I joke but then realize that this might not be the right moment for that based on the look she’s giving me. “All right then, sassy, give me your best suggestion.”

  “I don’t know, but I can’t move and we’ve got to get out of here. Oh God, I can’t believe this happened.”

  I think for a second and realize she’s right. I carefully reach over and snag my pants because we’re going to need help getting out of here. I guess this will make for a great story when we tell our grandchildren how we met.

  Chapter Three

  Nikki

  “Oh God.” I put my hands over my face. I still can’t believe this is happening. Of course, I finally find the one and now his cock is stuck inside of me.

  He puts his phone away after calling his cousin to come help us and I have no idea how his cousin is going to do that. We’re freaking stuck together, and to make matters worse, I want to come again. There h
as to be something wrong with me. This is what I get for not being patient and waiting until we got to a bed or something, although it wouldn’t matter because we’d still be stuck.

  I’ve waited years for this moment and now that I’ve found him it looks like we might be permanently stuck together. With the way he’s making my body go off, it doesn't sound so bad. But we can’t stay this way, no matter how good it feels.

  “I’ll make this right, sassy pants.”

  I narrow my eyes on him because he keeps calling me that. I try and play it off like I don’t like it, but my traitorous vagina clenches and gives me away. He smirks and one perfect dimple shows, making it hard to stay mad at him.

  He kisses the glare right off my face and I melt into him, forgetting for a moment that we’re connected until a knock sounds at the door. Dean gives me a look that says he’s sorry, but all I can think is, at least there was a blanket nearby he was able to grab.

  “Come in,” Dean says and all teasing is gone from his voice.

  In steps a man I haven’t seen before, but from his suit I can tell he must have been at the wedding too. He looks shocked, and I’m not a prude per se, but this is embarrassing. I lost my virginity not even moments ago.

  “What the—” His words trail off because he doesn't know what to say, but I notice he keeps his eyes averted from me. Thank God.