All In: Betting on a Full House (Gambling With Love) (19 page)

"The first time we make love as husband and wife I want you to keep the dress on because you wore it to marry me. You're so gorgeous I have to have you in it," he said. "Then I'm going to make love to you with nothing on because you're all mine now, every single inch of your body, heart and soul. But after that I want to fuck you hard and dirty because you are the sexiest fucking woman I've ever seen, and I want to show you how crazy just looking at you makes me. I can't keep my hands off you I want you so goddamn much."

"Please Tyler. Don't make me wait any longer," I begged him and his mouth came down on mine.

When he finally pulled away his head dived under my bunched up dress, and I felt the warm breath of his mouth on the fabric of my panties. I moaned and squirmed when I felt his lips nip at the hem. Then, using only his mouth, he pulled my panties off of me, making me giggle. My laugh cut off abruptly when his mouth went back between my legs and his tongue flicked over my clit. He didn't waste any time teasing like he usually did, and had me coming in record breaking time.

I laid still as my body recovered from the powerful orgasm. Tyler nipped at my thighs and stomach before leaving the bottom of my dress and holding himself above me.

"Oh God, that was good. Did I ever tell you you're the first, and now only, man to ever go down on me?" I asked, still breathless.

"Really?" he asked, a big grin spreading across his perfect face.

"Yeah. That first night you came over to my apartment. In the hallway. It was ... wow."

"Oh baby, I should’ve taken you to bed first."

"Believe me, you could have done it anywhere and it still would have been amazing."

"Well, I'm glad you enjoy my tongue fuckings."

"Love them. Love you. Can't believe you were crazy enough to marry me," I told him.

"I'd have been crazy not to marry you. I love you, Jess," he said before kissing me again. His hands worked on pushing up my dress fabric to get it out of the way. When he finally entered me we held each other tightly and even came together, our mouths never separating, keeping our bodies connected from head to toe.

Tyler rolled us to our sides as we recovered, still in each other’s arms. "Does that get better every time, or what?" he asked.

"Better. Always better," I replied through gasps.   

"Now I want to get this dress off of you so I can feel all your skin against mine. It's a great dress, and our sons or daughters will never know you were pregnant when they see the pictures from our wedding."

"Ah, when they're old enough to ask, they were conceived tonight, okay?"

"Sure. That'll work until they learn math," Tyler laughed.

"I don't want them to know that they were accidents."

"Accidents, not mistakes, and they'll never know because we'll love them so much they'll never have any doubt about it."

"Thank you," I told him, blinking back the tears.

"For what?"

"For knocking me up."

"Really?" he asked with a smile.

"Yes. I'm glad I'm having your babies, now that I know we love each other and can give them the life they deserve. I've never been so happy. Honestly, I don't know if I was ever truly happy before I met you."

"You have no idea how much that means to me. How much you mean to me. But now I can show you every day for the rest of our lives." 

I gave him a quick kiss then rolled over to put my back to him. "Can you unzip me?"

"Hell yes."

I felt the zipper and his hand slide down to my lower back, then Tyler pulled the dress down my body.

"Um-hmm, no bra baby? Nice," he said when it was finally off of me and I maneuvered onto my back.

Tyler sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, sending jolts of pleasure through me. After he gave the other breast the same treatment his lips went to my lower stomach.

"Did you guys and/or girls hear? I made an honest woman out of your mama," he said to my stomach.

I smiled as I watched him kiss his way back up my body until our mouths joined again.

Tyler

I woke up so fucking happy it was ridiculous. Jess, my wife, was spooning against me. My cock was miraculously hard again, pressed against her incredible ass. I had no idea what time it was, and didn't care. I think it was mid-day or early afternoon, but it didn't matter. We didn't have anywhere to go, thank fuck.

"God, Tyler. Are you hard again? Did you take a Viagra last night?" Jess asked, wiggling her ass against my erection.

I laughed as she teased me. "No, it's just you, my hot as fuck wife that I can't get enough of."

"Well don't keep me waiting," she said.

"Never," I told her, spreading her thighs to enter her from behind and thrusting forward. My hand went around the front of her body, dipping down between her legs.

"You still okay, baby?" I asked. Last night after we'd been together four times we took a shower then slept a few hours, went at it again, slept and repeated. "This is what, the seventh time?"

"Yes, oh yes," she moaned as I worked her clit until her pussy clenched around my cock.

"Oh baby. You feel so fucking good when you come," I told her, then pushed her onto her stomach so I could hammer into her until I finally found my release. Although there couldn't possibly be any cum left in my body.

"Okay, what do you say we get dressed and go find food and drinks? My wife and babies have got to be hungry by now," I told her, still sprawled on top of her as I reached underneath her to rub her growing belly.

"Yes. I could use some food and hydration. We should probably see our family and friends a little while too before they leave tomorrow."

"Alright, but after an hour we're going to be back in this bed, naked again. Or you can show me that lingerie you bought."

"That's a deal."

We showered again and finally left our room. I called my mom's cell and she said they were all downstairs in the restaurant getting ready to eat dinner. I didn't know we'd missed breakfast and lunch.

Reservations had been made for all of us, and everyone was there and already seated when the hostess lead us to the long table.

"Well, look who finally came up for air. Nice to see you, Mr. and Mrs. Evans," Caleb teased, and everyone laughed before greeting us with hugs.

When Jess and I finally took our seat I asked how Vegas was treating everyone.

"This place is crazy," Jonathan said.

"So what have you all been doing?" Jess asked him.

"Carol and Rob went with me, Nathan and Jules indoor skydiving this morning, and we just got back from zip lining over the city."

"Mom and Dad,
you
went skydiving and zip lining?" I asked in amazement. 

"Yes, and it was so much fun!" my mom responded and my dad nodded with a smile.

"I would've loved to have seen that," I told them.

"Oh there are some great pictures, we'll show you later," Jules assured us.

"So, Will and Dylan, any luck with the ladies in Las Vegas?" I joked. Will smiled smugly and I didn’t miss when Dylan glanced quickly at Jules then ducked his head looking … guilty. Huh. Looking across the table from him I'd swear Jules was blushing and trying to hide it behind her long brown hair. Dylan and Jules? No fucking way.

"Yeah, I got pretty lucky last night, but Dylan struck out," Will answered, seemingly oblivious to whatever was going on with his sister and his best friend. I’d be willing to bet he hadn’t completely struck out. 

"Caleb, what've you and Lauren been up to?" I asked them at the end of our long table. Lauren didn't look real happy.

"Gambling of course. I won a grand last night, and we're going to head back to the casino tonight. You and your wifey should come, if you two can stay out of your room for longer than dinner."

"That's unlikely," I told him honestly.

"Just don't turn on the TV or get on the internet," Lauren said, which of course made me want to do just that.

"Why not?" Jess asked with concern.

"Just wait until you get home and enjoy your honeymoon."

"It's nothing to worry about sweeties, just the obsession with you two hasn't ended," my mom explained.   

"When do you all fly out tomorrow?" I asked.  

"Two, so we're going to head to the airport around noon," my dad answered.

"Well make sure you all say bye before leaving. Maybe we can meet and do lunch around eleven?"

"Yeah, that'd be great," my mom replied.

"Oh God," Jess muttered, covering her mouth, before she went running to the bathroom.

"Shit. Oh, guess what guys. I knocked her up last night," I told them, and they laughed.  

"I'm on it," Lauren said, standing up to follow her.

"Has she been sick a lot?" my mom asked.

"Usually in the mornings and if she goes too long without eating."

"It has been about eighteen hours since you guys left for your room last night," Caleb smirked, and I ignored him.

"So Jon, would it be okay if I moved in with you and Jess this week?"

"Ah, well, you are married to her, but I'm sure you are still sleeping with pillows between you, right?" he laughed.

"Of course," I agreed with a smile. "We thought we could stay in your apartment until school is over then find a place big enough for all five of us. We'll keep you in the same district so you won't have to change schools next year."

"Um, that won't really be necessary, because I won't be going back to high school next fall."

"What do you mean you're not going back to high school?"                                 

"I got accepted into the Early College program. I'm going to be taking classes at the community college for the next two years since I'll have all my high school requirements."

"Wow. That's great Jon. Does Jess know?"

"Nope, not yet. I just found out yesterday before we left. But it's either stay in shitty high school two more years and take electives or get an associate’s degree that will count toward my bachelors."

"Oh my goodness, Jonathan. That's wonderful," my mom told him.

"Yeah but the buses don't go to the college, so Jess will have to give me a ride in the mornings, then I'll have to wait for her to pick me up when she leaves work."

"You're going to be sixteen in March, right?"

"Yeah."

"So you could drive yourself."

"Yeah, in my imaginary car."

"You could drive my SUV. I bring the cruiser home every night so it just sits there unused until I'm off duty."

"Really?" he asked with a smile.

"Yeah sure, if it's okay with Jess."

"If what's okay?" she asked sitting back down beside me.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, pulling her to me.

"I’m alright. Just need to eat. So what were ya'll talking about?"

I looked at Jonathan to let him tell her his news.

"I got into the Early College, so next year I won't be going back to high school."

"Really? Congrats little brother," she said getting up to give him a hug.  

"Yeah, and Tyler said that if it’s okay with you, I can drive his SUV back and forth to school since he'll be driving his police cruiser."

"Really?" she asked me. "You're going to let a sixteen year old with a new license drive your RAV4?"

"Yeah."

"But what if he wrecks it?"

"It's tough with a great safety rating, and that's why we have insurance," I told her with a shrug. It was just a car and I could always buy another one.

"I love you," she said, leaning down to kiss my cheek and I pulled her onto my lap.

"I love you too, baby," I told her, but when I leaned in to kiss her lips she pulled away.

"Don't. I was just sick."

"I don't care."

Groans sounded from our table.

"Hey guys, you ready to order?" my dad asked.

"Hell yeah. My wife and kids need to eat."

…

Other than lunch Sunday with our friends and family, Jess and I stayed in our room until check out Monday. I did order us food every few hours though. It was the best few days of my life. No phones, TVs, computers. No one else. Just the two of us. Or four of us.

As soon as we stepped foot off the plane, the world came crashing back down, and it only went from bad to worse over the next few weeks.

...

"Alright Officer Evans, tell us what you were doing during the day prior to the shooting," Joe Montgomery, my wife's boss, asked as his first question on cross-examination.

I looked at the prosecutor's table to see if the Assistant District Attorney was going to object, but nope…I was going to have to answer the question.

"I was home most of the day until I left to start my shift."

"Is it true that you showed up to work that night with a swollen face and bruises?"

"Yes," I answered. Oh fuck, here we go.

"And how did you receive those injuries?"

"My roommate."

"You got into a fight with your roommate the day of the shooting?"

"Yes."

"And what was the fight about?"

"Objection," Assistant District Attorney Abe Ryans finally stood up and said, making me sigh in relief.

"Your honor may we approach?" Joe asked and the judge agreed.

I could hear the conversations since I was on the witness stand, although no one else could but the court reporter.

"Your honor, the scuffle between Evans and his roommate is relevant. It shows that he'd lost his temper before the shooting, which could have played a part in his decision to overreact that night." 

"Alright. Mr. Ryans, you're overruled. Officer Evans answer the question," the judge ordered as the attorneys returned to their tables.

Fuck
.

"My roommate came home from ten weeks of basic training for the Army Reserves that morning, and found me and the girl he had been dating together."

"In
bed
together?" he asked, and after a collective gasp the courtroom went dead silent waiting for my answer.

"Yes," I forced myself not to look over at where Jess, Lauren and Caleb were seated in the courtroom. Or at my parents.

"And what happened after your roommate found you in bed with his girlfriend?"

"He was pissed of course. We told him we were sorry and then he hit me in my jaw."

"Did you hit him back?"

"Not at first. I told him I'd give him the first punch because I deserved it, but that if he hit me again I'd defend myself."

"Did he hit you again?"

"Yes."

"So you hit him?"

"Yes."

"Did you injure him?"

"Nothing other than superficial bruises."

"And that was the morning prior to the shooting?"

"Yes."

"Were you still angry at your roommate when you were on duty that night?"

"No. We'd talked and were okay by then."

"What about your girlfriend? Were you and her okay?" he asked and I wondered how the fuck he’d found all this out.

"She left while my roommate and I were fighting and wouldn't return my calls."

"Had you talked to her before you went on duty?"

"No."

"So you were angry during your shift?"

"I was fine during my shift."

"Tell us what you were doing immediately before you saw the defendant's car."

"I'd been sitting in a speed trap with my radar gun. The defendant flew by going fifty-eight in a thirty-five mile per hour zone. I flipped on my headlights and blue lights and pulled out after him. I didn't think he was going to pull over but he finally did, barely moving off the main road."

"Then you called in the tag and approached the defendant's vehicle?"

"Yes. I approached the passenger side since he was still partially in the road. He rolled the window down. I said, 'You know you were speeding, so hand over your license and registration,' as I shined the flashlight on him. He said, "I don't think so." About the same time I saw his gun and hit the ground."

"Were you angry when you approached his car?"         

"No."

"You weren't still angry at your roommate for hitting you or your girlfriend for not speaking to you?"

"I wasn't even thinking about that. I was just doing my job, pulling a speeder."

"Did you have your gun out and pointed at the defendant when you approached his vehicle?"

"No. All I had was a flashlight in my hand."

"A long black flashlight?"

"Yes, it was just a regular department issued flashlight."