Just Say Yes (Just Say Yes #2) (23 page)

“Ohhh fuck,” I cried out from the rush of pleasure coursing through me.

With his hands gripping my hips, he pulled his body back so far he almost slipped out of me. He jerked me back hard against him as he thrust forward, his balls slapping up against my clit.

“Again,
please
,” I pleaded with him.
Oh, sweet Jesus, that was amazing.

He did as I asked, slamming into me over and over again, until I was practically screaming his name and tightening around him. Andy held himself back from his release until I was completely satisfied and then pulled out of me, easing me over onto my back.

He took a couple of pillows, arranging them under my hips. Then he put his arms under my legs, so he had my knees hooked over the bend of his elbows. Once he had me stable and still enough, he pushed inside me again. I cried out as the desire took over my body and my mind shut off completely. With my hips raised in that position, he was hitting my g-spot each time he thrust. My brain turned to mush with all the sensations I was feeling below the waist.

Within minutes, I was coming again. He thrust one last time as he finally let go himself. “Ahh fuck,” he hissed out as he came. He wrapped my legs around his hips, and I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him down to me as his body shuddered over mine.

“Thank you. I needed that,” I breathed out with a slight chuckle.

“You’d tell me if I was too rough, wouldn’t you?”

“Mmm, you were perfect,” I whispered as I pulled him into a kiss.

The Saturday morning of Jess and Noah’s wedding, I woke up early. Andy was sleeping soundly beside me, and James was sleeping on my feet. I picked James up and took him to the laundry room to feed him, then stopped to use the bathroom and brush my teeth on my way back to bed. Andy was still asleep, so I slid into bed behind him.

“Wake up, my love,”
I sang quietly as I kissed his back and wrapped my arm around his waist.

He shifted slightly. “Mmm, what time is it?” he murmured sleepily, his voice deep and gravelly, his accent more pronounced.

A sleepy Andy was a very sexy Andy.

“It’s time for you to get up.” I shifted my hand down lower, wrapping it around him. “I see you’re already up though.”

I pressed my body against his. Never one to turn me away, he reached around behind him and found me with his fingers. While he slid his fingers in and out of me, I slowly glided my hand along his length while I kissed his muscular, tattooed back.

He shifted away, rolling to his back, so I climbed on top of him and guided him inside me. I rested my hands on his tattooed chest, moving slowly up and down on him, as his hands gripped my hips.

“You feel so good, Zoey,” he groaned as he pulled me down to lie flat on his chest.

He wrapped his arms around me tight as he continued to thrust into me. I would never have enough of this man. Neither one of us bothered with pajamas anymore. We would wake up during the night to make love and our clothes just got in the way. I literally could not be in the same bed with him and
not
touch him.

I had no self-control, but neither did he. Gripping my hips, he pulled me harder and faster to meet his thrusts. The heat low in my belly began to travel lower until I was gasping, constricting around him in the throes of orgasm.

He slowed his thrusting, but not the intensity of them. Slow and hard, he groaned with the start of his own release as I came. He continued to push into me until his body trembled, emptying himself completely inside me.

Not five minutes later, my phone rang. I rolled off Andy and whispered a satisfied hello into the receiver.

“Zoey, it’s Jess. We have a big problem!”

“What is it? What’s wrong?” I asked, worried.

“Heather is totally fine, but she went in to labor and Jason obviously can’t be in the wedding now.”

My sister-in-law went into labor two weeks early. “Jess, what do you want to do?” I asked. “If you’re worried about an odd number of people in the bridal party, I can step back and not be in it. I’ll do anything you want. Just ask.”

She sighed loudly. “Z, you’re my best friend. You have to be in my wedding. We need another groomsman. Do you think Andy would do it? He’s been a good friend to Noah.”

I asked Jess to hold on a minute while I spoke to Andy. “Heather went in to labor. Can you fill Jason’s shoes as a groomsman?”

“Of course,” he said. “What about the tux?”

“Jess, he’ll do it. What do we do about the tux? He and Jason are similar in size, so it might work, but with the difference in height, maybe not.”

“I’ve talked to the tailor already, and she can alter it if he gets to her store within the hour,” she replied, relieved.

“We’re on our way,” I said and hung up.

We hopped out of bed, quickly dressed and rushed to the tuxedo store. “Do I get to walk down the aisle with you, Zoey?” Andy asked as I drove my Audi down the freeway like a bat out of hell.

“Yes, actually you do. We walk down separately, but after the wedding we meet up and walk back down the aisle together.”

I peeked over at Andy to gauge his expression.

He grinned back over at me. “Good, it will be the best part of the day for me.”

God, my man was adorable when he wasn’t being so sexy.

While the tailor was taking Andy’s measurements, I walked outside and called my brother. “Hi, Jay. How’s Heather doing? Is she feeling okay?” I heard her in the background talking to someone, which eased my mind.

“She’s doing great, Zoey. The baby is being monitored, and everything is progressing the way it’s supposed to. She’s just going to be early.”

She? “You’re having a girl?” I squealed. “Finally, another girl in the family.”

Jason chuckled at my exuberance. “Yeah, sis, we’re having a girl this time. It’s going to be awesome. I can’t wait to meet her.”

My eyes became a little teary at his sentiment toward his daughter. Eeesh, the day was going to be full of emotions. I was tearing up at my brother talking about his unborn daughter, and my best friend was getting married to my other brother.
Today is going to be a great day.
I was ecstatic for my brother and Heather. They both wanted a girl, and they were going to have one.

“Jay, don’t worry about the wedding. We have everything covered. All you need to do is take care of your wife and baby girl. Let us know when she gets here. Love you, Bro.”

“Love you too, Z. I’ll call you as soon as I can. Have a great time at the wedding and make sure nobody worries about us. Heather’s family is here if we need anything, so everything is alright.”

We ended our call and I went back inside the tux shop. The tailor was a freaking miracle worker. I came back in just as she finished letting down the hem of Andy’s pants.

“Wow,” I said when I saw him all dressed up.

He smiled at me and straightened his bowtie.

The tailor stood up and gave Andy a once over. “Alright, Mr. Tate, off with your pants so I can hem them up for you, and you can be on your way.”

I raised my eyebrow at Andy as he dropped his pants for her without even a hint of embarrassment. He stepped out of them and handed them to her then took off the rest of the tux and hung it in the garment bag.

He redressed in his shorts, T-shirt, and leather flip-flops. “I’ll need thirty minutes to get these done,” the tailor said.

“We’ll be back in a bit, then,” I said.

We went next door to the donut shop, where Andy and I sat down together and downed two dozen glazed donut holes and coffee, while we waited for his pants to be finished.

I sent Jess a text, letting her know we were going home to take showers, and then I would meet her at the salon to get my hair and makeup done with her and the rest of the girls.

“I think I might shave, Zoey,” Andy said unexpectedly. “What do you think?” He ran his palms over his jaw. He had let his stubble grow out a bit more, so it was a little longer than usual.

“Why?” I shook my head quickly. I didn’t want him to shave. I loved that gorgeous, unshaved face of his more than anything. I loved the way it felt as it grazed over my body when we made love.

“What’s going through that head of yours right now, Beautiful?” Andy questioned with a devious grin on his face. “You’re thinking pervy thoughts about me, aren’t you? I can tell.”

Damn that man. He always knew when I was thinking about the amazing things we did to each other in bed.

No way in hell was I going to admit what I was thinking, so I simply said, “I love your face exactly the way it is, Andy. However, I’m not going to tell you what you can and cannot do with your body, so…it’s your decision.” I laughed to hide my embarrassment.

“Uh huh, sure,” he said, dragging out the last word. I wadded up my napkin and chucked it at him, but he caught it and threw it back at me, hitting me on the boob.

“Ha, boob shot! I win,” he said triumphantly.

“You better watch it, Tate,” I warned. “You might not get to see them later if you don’t stop gloating.”

He raised his hands in surrender. “Not gloating again, I swear. Even though I know you’ll let me see them anyway.”

Andy quickly stood up from the table before I could retaliate. He tossed all of our trash onto the tray then dumped it in the trashcan.

After we made it back to my apartment, we hopped in the shower together, making sure to hurry since I had a couple of hours of hair and makeup ahead of me. Andy didn’t fail to tell me it took less than an hour before I was flashing him my boobs.

He was being a smartass, but he was in such a good mood I just went along with whatever he said and teased him right back. It was the story of our relationship; playful, goofy, lots of hot and romantic sex, and we loved each other unconditionally.

Since I was helping Jess and the other girls with whatever they needed, we had to get a move on. We were running just a bit late. I gathered up my bridesmaid dress, which was an elegant, above the knee, black dress. The wedding was going to be very stylish. There would be no tacky sea-foam green anywhere.

Jess picked out the color for the dresses, but she let us pick the cut and style that best suited our bodies. I took her with me when I shopped for my dress, and she watched as I tried on several. We both loved the dress I bought the second I put it on.

We hopped in my Audi, and Andy drove me to the salon to meet the rest of the bridal party. He kissed me goodbye then drove over to Noah’s place to get ready with him and the other groomsmen. I was the last to arrive at the salon. Fortunately, everything was running smoothly, so I was able to get my hair and makeup done on time.

“Zoey, thank you so much for helping out this morning,” Jess said. “I don’t know what I’d do without you and Andy.”

I smiled at her as the stylist fastened her veil to her hair. “You’re welcome, Jess. We’d do anything for you,” I said honestly. “Wow, you look exquisite. My brother is one lucky guy.” My eyes started tearing up again because I was so happy for my brother and my best friend.

“Don’t you
dare
cry, Zoey Lynn James,” Jess growled at me.

“Sorry, I’m truly happy for you and Noah,” I sighed. “I’m glad your day is finally here. The wedding is going to be perfect, and we’ll have a new niece sometime today too.”

Jess’s eyes lit up. “They’re having a girl?”

I nodded excitedly, a huge grin on my face. “Yep, Jay told me when I talked to him earlier. They’re thrilled.”

We packed up our belongings then headed to the church in the limo to get dressed and wait for the wedding to start.

Once we arrived, we gathered in a large room at the back of the church to finish getting ready. I helped Jess into her gorgeous wedding gown. We still had a while to wait before the ceremony started, when someone knocked on the dressing room door.

Sasha opened the door and spoke to whoever was on the other side. “We’re all decent. Come on in,” she joked, laughing.

My man came through the door, holding a tiny gift bag in his hand. He looked around at all the girls. “All of you look lovely,” he said before turning back to Jess. “I brought a gift from Noah for you, Jess.”

Andy stepped over to her and handed her the bag. He hadn’t shaved, but it did look like he took some clippers and trimmed his facial hair.

“Thank you, Andy, for bringing this to me,” Jess said to him. He gave her a kiss on the cheek then turned to duck out of the room. He winked at me as he left.

“Oh my gosh, who was that?” Jess’s cousin, Kristen, asked. She was obnoxious, but Jess’s mom gave her a major guilt trip to put Kristen in the wedding. “I’ll be taking
him
to the backroom later, bitches. Just wait and see. You know what they say about the bridesmaids and groomsmen hooking up.”

Wow,
really
? Jess and Sasha’s jaws dropped as they stared over at me to see my reaction. They probably thought another bitch-slap was coming.

“Yeah, good luck with that guy, Kristen,” I said sarcastically.

“What, Zoey, you think you’ve got a chance with someone like him?”

Actually, yes, I do. I have a good chance with him and a perfect life with him.