Picture Perfect (24 page)

The pressure of the car against my sex was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, and I continued coming as he continued pounding into me.  It was one long, continuous orgasm that had me shaking and crying out again and again, begging for him to stop, then never to stop. 

Growling into my ear he instructed me to put my arms behind my back and clasp my hands together.  I was so out of it that I’m not sure how I did it, but somehow, I did.  He was totally in control now, my hands clasped together and held in his as he thrust away.

He was like a madman, completely focused on fucking me into oblivion.  I knew I was as close to incoherent as I’d ever been, my cries echoing off the garage walls as he fucked me so hard I wondered if I’d become a permanent car ornament.

When he pulled back and started smacking my ass, I came again, clenching around him with a silent wail that became a loud moan when I felt his cock swell inside of me as he called my name when he started to come, my sex convulsing as I milked him of every drop.

Releasing my hands, he set them on either side of me.  I let out an, “oh!” as he slumped over me, his hot chest against my back as he laid his hands over mine and began to rain kisses on my shoulders and the back of my neck.

“You’re my favorite and best lottery win baby.”

I didn’t know what he meant, but it was a funny thing to say, so I chuckled.  I shivered
when he gently pulled out, and then sighed in pleasure as he lifted me into his arms and carried me through the house and into the backyard.  I let out a laugh as he ran across the lawn and I realized his intent, just managing to catch and hold my breath as he jumped into the pool. 

When we surfaced he walked us to the stairs so that he could sit down and pull me onto his lap and into his arms. 

Rubbing my back gently, he smiled at me.  “Figured we could use the cooling off baby, considering the fact that we just started a fire in the garage.”

We laughed and swam for a few minutes before we made our way back into the house.  As we were walking to his bedroom, it finally dawned on me to say, “Oh my god, I just realized! If the press knows about the girls, that means Sylvia must have tweeted something, right?”

Flynn stopped dead in his tracks, smacking his forehead with his hand.  “Of course! I completely forgot.  Good pull, babe.  Let’s go check it out.”

Grabbing my hand, he pulled me down the hall to his office.  Within moments he was signing into his Twitter, and he very quickly made his way to Sylvia’s page.
  We both gasped when we saw that she had tweeted one of the photos of us all together as a family last night, followed by a series of tweets that once you put them together read:

#
Overjoyed Amazing news my twit-friends! I finally have what I always wanted! As you can see from the new family photo, there has been a Rand family expansion! Todd has beautiful twin daughters and Flynn has an amazing girlfriend. I’ve also got two handsome Hart boys, a lovely Hart wife, a future Hart wife and my future grandson-in-law, Spencer. All this AND I’m going to be a Great-Gram in about five months. #LookOutDuggars 

Holy wow.  When Sylvia said she was going to announce it, she wasn’t kidding. 

Dinner at the Hart house was a loud affair, all of us joking and laughing as we ate.  There were new additions to the Hart clan that night
, Dillon and Leah Cooper.  This Sunday family dinner was their first, as they had only just begun getting to know their family.  It was all very complicated really, because while they were siblings to Dante and Damien, they weren’t related to Dominique and Delilah, but they
were
related to Spencer. 

Leah was lovely, an ethereal beauty really.  She was super-sweet and very kind.  She got along beautifully with Dominique, Delilah, Sabrina and Brooke, and they made sure to include Tessa in all of their conversations.  They got along like gangbusters, which I could see made Dante in particular very happy.

It also seemed to go a long way to ease Dillon’s nerves.  He was definitely the more cautious of the Cooper siblings, not that I could blame him.  I’d been told about his upbringing, and I couldn’t imagine how hard that had been on him.  He’d lived his first year with the Hart’s before being put up for adoption with Leah when she was born.  They’d been adopted together by a couple that had loved them both, but then tragedy had struck when Dillon was ten.  The parents had been killed in a freeway shooting, and none of their family members wanted to raise children that weren’t related by blood.  Dillon and Leah had been raised from then on in a series of foster homes.  As if that weren’t bad enough, he was a widower.

I liked Dillon a lot and so did my dad.  In a surprise to no one, Gram and Pop had taken to Dillon and Leah immediately. I made a mental note to self to tell my dad that I was pretty sure Gram had grandchild fever and that we really needed her to slow down now.  Dillon, Leah and Dominique were all single and I just knew Gram would be anxiously looking for mates for them.

Although… I had my suspicions that Dillon had already found someone that he was interested in.  Whenever he thought no one was paying attention, he watched Dominique like a hawk.  Interestingly, she watched him whenever she could as well.  Their interactions were strange.  Something tickled at my brain every time I saw them together, but I’d yet to put my finger on it.

My sister was a complicated girl.  I had Delilah’s entire life story, backwards and forwards, but I c
an’t say the same thing about Dominique.  She was the Alcatraz of information- nothing ever came out.  I noticed that all of her siblings were keeping a close eye on her, and I wanted to know what that was about, but I was afraid to ask.  I’d only just gotten her in my life, and I didn’t want to risk losing her. 

The highlight of the evening was watching my dad and Sandra together.  They weren’t
openly tactile, but anyone with a brain could see that they were becoming something, together.  Sandra had piqued my curiosity earlier and I wanted to know more about her.  I liked her a hell of a lot, had a ton of respect and admiration, not to mention gratitude, for her and all that she had done for her family, but I knew there was more to the story than what I’d already been told.

As dinner was winding down, Spencer
and Damien stood and asked for everyone’s attention. Spencer spoke first.

“As you all know, I am literally losing my mind not being married to my beautiful fiancée.  Delilah and I have decided to get married
the weekend after next at our home in Malibu.  I know it’s short notice, but we want to do this before Flynn and Tessa head out on tour.   So please, everyone, be with us next week as we take this next step together.  Now for the even more exciting news…”

Laughing, Damien took over.  “We’ve been all around this and have looked at every angle, but the truth is, Spencer and I are not patient men.  We got engaged within twenty-four hours of each other, and we’ve been haggling ever since about who should get married first.  Brooke and Delilah decided for us that we
’re having a double wedding.  So everyone really needs to get their party hats on, because we are doing this right.”

We all erupted in applause, everyone shouting out that they would be there.  Over the next few minutes I found out that
only
the people that were sitting around the table would be at the wedding because the Hart’s had decided on a family only tradition.  I thought that was adorable, and my mind wandered as I thought about who Tess and I would have at our wedding.  We wouldn’t get away with less than fifty people, of that I had no doubt. 

Of course, while I was getting all those details, my beautiful girl was taking pictures of it all.  I’d come to love the view of her with a camera in front of her.  She always had a look of intense joy when she was working with her cameras, and it was a turn on.  And thinking of turn-ons, she had told me that she fantasized about taking pictures and video while having sex.  I wondered if I’d be able to talk her into that, and soon. 

My fantasies were interrupted when she sat back down next to me and laid her head on my shoulder, linking her hand with mine. 

Squeezing her hand I asked, “You tired, baby?”

“Mm, a little.  Mostly I’m just happy.  It’s been a great night.  I’m going out with all of the girls tomorrow to go buy dresses for the wedding.  I know that you’re in rehearsal all week, so is it okay if I take one of your other cars?”

“Babe, what’s mine is your
s.  Take whatever you want Tess. You
never
have to ask.  You’re at rehearsal with me on Wednesday, right?”

I felt rather than saw her head nodding before she said, “
Once I told John that I was in town early, he gave me the go ahead to start working now.  I’ll be there all day on Wednesday taking pictures and going over things with Devon. Friday I’ll spend the afternoon with you after rehearsal, and then next week I’m with Tyson on Monday, Gavin on Tuesday and Cole on Wednesday.”

Leah had heard that part of our conversation, and she turned to ask questions.  “Ooh, you get to take pictures of them all individually?”

Looking at Leah, Tessa nodded.  “What a hardship, right?  It’s like a dream assignment.  Four beautiful and talented men forced to endure my lens.  Of course, my favorite of the four is the lead singer. I’ve got a
huge
crush on him… but let’s keep that between us.  His head would swell if he knew.”

Oh, “his” head was swelling, of that there was no doubt.  Chuckling, I tickled her side.  “You keep your eyes on the singer.  Those other guys better not turn that beautiful head of yours baby.”

With a quick elbow jab to my stomach, she turned and blew a raspberry at me before rolling her eyes at me.  “You and I both know they don’t turn my head at all.  There’s only you honey.”

Yeah, that was damn right.  Only me.

With a dreamy sigh Leah said, “What I wouldn’t give to spend my days photographing rock legends.  Especially Tyson.  Oh. My. God.  That man… I’m not sure how anyone of the female persuasion manages to think, much less get anything done, when he’s around.  He’s so hot it’s not fair to other men.  Sorry Flynn.”

I couldn’t help it, I laughed.  “No apology necessary. When I look at him I see the guy I used to share a bus with on our first tour.  The two of us used to puke in the toilet together, at the same time, after some of
those shows.  He’s a great guy but he needs a good woman.  He’s had it very… rough.”

Raising her hand in the air Leah said, “I volunteer!”

Chuckling, Tessa piped in with, “You know, there are two more single guys in the band.  Or… erm… well, there’s really one, I think.  But that’s a long story.  Anyway, Gavin’s single too.  Who knows, maybe you’ll hit it off with Gavin or Tyson.  A girl can dream.”

Leah was shaking her head before Tessa
was finished speaking.  “Gavin’s scary intense.  I don’t think I could handle that for even five seconds.  It’s too much.  No, of the guys in the band, I’ve always had it for Tyson.  God he’s beautiful.”

Leah was actually Tyson’s type physically speaking- but she was Worlds apart from the gold digging bitches he’d tried to have relationships with. 

Acting on instinct I said, “You’re welcome to meet him on the opening night of our tour.  The entire family is going, and I’d love to see you and Dillon there as well.”

She looked thrilled, but her enthusiasm did wane a bit.  “You know I’m all talk, right?  I would never randomly throw myself at someone just because they were famous.”

“Aw, Leah, I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean it like that at all.  I don’t think that about you, I just figured if you wanted to see us live and meet the band, you should be there with the rest of the family.”

I wor
ried about him Tyson a lot.  He had gotten dangerously close to the edge for a while, and there was a time when I believed that he wasn’t going to survive.  Now that I knew what it felt like to have a relationship that meant something, I wanted that for everyone.  Someone like Leah was just what Tyson needed in his life.  When Leah agreed to come to the show, I found myself hoping that my match making skills were up to par.

I guess we would see.

Being at the rehearsal space and watching the band get ready for the tour was an almost out of body experience for the first few minutes I was there.  It’s strange to think that on
ce I was just a fan, and now I was part of their tour staff. 

I’d not mentioned to Flynn yet that the sound of him singing was a serious turn on, but I was going to have to tell him ASAP because I was in agony.  The second that they took a break from rehearsing
I was dragging him somewhere private and having my way with him.  I’d have thought that the fact that we had sex at least twice a day
every
day would be enough to satisfy my lust for him, but as soon as that sexy voice started singing, I was done for.

I was struggling to maintain any semblance of normalcy as I took pictures, but my lens was
all-but trained exclusively on him as he sang and my panties were only getting wetter.  When Devon came into the space and motioned for me to go talk to her, I all but ran out of sheer relief.  Standing watching him was killing me and I needed a break.