Free Winter Wedding (Blythe College #5) by Rochelle Paige Page A

under me and then lifted me into his arms and onto the bed. After I was situated on my back, he leaned over me. I could see my wetness coating his face as his eyes blazed down at me. He moved slowly, giving me a chance to turn my head before he kissed me, letting me taste myself on his lips. My tongue darted out and he lost control.
    “Sexiest fucking thing ever,” he growled before he speared inside me with one hard thrust. “But I need to finish inside your pussy this time. Not your mouth.”
    And with that, he began moving hard and fast, drilling me with each powerful thrust. Over and over again. His strokes ignited little aftershocks in my body, making me scream his name until my voice was hoarse. Finally, when I didn’t think I could take any more, he drove deep inside and groaned. The heat from the jets of his semen sparked a fire through every nerve of my body as I panted his name.
    “I’m so fucking lucky,” he whispered as he swept my dampened hair from my forehead. “I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you, but I swear to spend every day for the rest of my life making sure you never regret saying yes.”
    “I’m lucky too,” I rasped out, my chest heaving as I tried to get enough air into my lungs.
    “Made for me,” he murmured as he pulled me tight.
    Resting my head against his chest, I lay there in an exhausted heap and let my thoughts drift again to what people would think about our engagement. I knew we were young and this would shock many of my fellow classmates when we returned to school for our senior year. Surprisingly enough, I didn’t think it would surprise my dad too much since he’d been so understanding of my relationship with Drake. More so than I’d ever expected him to be after having seen me with a guy. We’d only met eleven months ago, and this thing between us was about as much of a whirlwind as a romance could be.
    When it came down to it, none of that mattered to me. I could hardly wait to become Mrs. Drake Bennett.
     
     

 
     
     
     
    chapter 1
     
    Drake
     
     
       Seventeen long-ass months had passed since I’d slid my ring on Alexa’s finger. Five hundred eleven days down and only seven more to go. When I’d proposed to her, I’d known we’d have to wait before I could add the matching wedding band. I’d just figured it would have been over by now. We graduated almost seven months ago, and if I’d had my way, we would have been married shortly after. It had even looked like that was going to happen until my mom had gotten involved and convinced Alexa that it would take months to plan it properly. Once her eyes had lit at the idea of a winter wedding with the possibility of snow and horse-drawn carriages, I hadn’t been able to find it in myself to complain too much even though it meant I had to wait for what felt like for-fucking-ever.
    Alexa had given up a lot to be with me by agreeing to come back East after graduation so I could try out for one of the best rugby teams in the country. One that everyone thought had the best chance to make it to the Summer Olympics. Her dad had let her bring one of the planes so she could do some charters for him out here, and I’d made sure they had space at the closest airport.
    I knew flying was important to her. It was something she and her dad had shared when she was growing up, and it had helped build the bond between them, so I’d tried to make it as easy as possible for her to keep doing it. After a couple of months passed, she started taking the plane up less and less. When I asked her about it, she shrugged it off and said that there weren’t enough shorter legs nearby for her to really be of much use to her dad, so he hired another pilot to take the longer overnight trips he couldn’t do himself.
    I was so busy once I made the team that it was a while before I realized that my mom had practically taken over the planning of the wedding. I tried telling Alexa that it was okay to say no to her, because this