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  Her chest swelled when she saw her parents, Jason and Diane, along with her sister, Tiffany, and brother-in-law, Matt. Due to everyone’s schedules, they didn’t get to spend a lot of time together, so seeing them was an unexpected surprise.

  She noticed, standing off to the side, Tag’s father, Jackson (that one surprised her the most), and stepmother, Victoria—Cole’s mother—along with quite a few others. All there to…

  “Wait,” she said, turning back to face Tag. “Why are they all here?”

  “To go on vacation with us.”

  “Really?” She wasn’t buying it. Tag was the type of man who enjoyed their private time, so inviting family and friends along on a romantic getaway seemed off.

  “Okay, fine,” he said, cupping her face in his big, warm hands. “They’re here to help us celebrate.”

  Celebrate? Celebrate what? Had she missed his birthday? An anniversary? McKenna was so confused.

  “You’ve already agreed to be my wife,” he told her softly, his fingers twisting the engagement ring on her left hand. “It’s time to make that official.”

  McKenna’s throat tightened, a ball of emotion threatening to choke her. This was…

  “Wait. Are you saying…?” This was so much better than she’d thought. They were … getting married! “Are you serious?” she asked, wanting confirmation before she freaked out.

  “Deadly,” he told her, his beautiful emerald eyes scanning her face.

  Throwing her arms around his neck, McKenna tried to hold back the tears of joy as she crushed her mouth to his. She’d waited for this day for so long. They’d talked about weddings, or possibly just eloping in Vegas, but they’d never gotten serious. Never taken the next step, yet here they were.

  Tag chuckled, pulling his lips back from hers. “In case you’re plannin’ to get a little frisky there, you might wanna keep in mind that your parents are watching closely.”

  McKenna sobered instantly, but the smile didn’t leave her lips.

  Married!

  Wow! She still couldn’t believe it.

  ***

  Okay, so the idea of a cruise was a good one.

  Getting through the process … not so much.

  Thankfully, Tag had gone with the royal treatment, booking the ship’s luxury rooms for him and McKenna, as well as the rest of their family and friends. It hadn’t been a spur-of-the-moment decision, and it had cost a pretty penny, but luckily, he had some friends who’d gone the extra mile to help out.

  It hadn’t hurt that they had brought along Trent Ramsey, a very popular, very famous actor. It wasn’t like Tag to name-drop, but he had to admit he’d done it. He wasn’t past using his own resources to get the best for the woman he loved.

  Once they were finally boarded, waiting for the ship to depart from the dock, Tag decided to steal a little alone time with McKenna before the real fun began.

  The instant their private butler took his leave after going over as many details as possible in as few minutes as he could manage, Tag didn’t hesitate, stalking McKenna in the oversized room that served as the living room, dining room, and kitchen.

  “So what are we gonna do first?” McKenna asked melodiously, a glimmer of heat in her eyes.

  “I figured I’d have dessert.”

  McKenna glanced around, her eyebrows downturned as she attempted to figure out what he was talking about.

  “You, baby. You’re my dessert.”

  “But, you already… On the plane.”

  “I didn’t get my fill yet,” he explained.

  McKenna’s face lit up as she focused her attention on him once again. Ever since her expert blow job last night, Tag had done his best to keep his hands to himself. Admittedly, he’d lost control on the plane, but he hadn’t been lying when he’d told her he hadn’t gotten enough of her. He wasn’t sure he ever would. It wasn’t easy controlling his urges considering he always wanted her. So, from the time the plane had landed, he’d been waiting for this very moment.

  Tag lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. He unceremoniously tossed her onto the bed and came down atop her, crushing his lips to hers without wasting a second. He relished the taste of her, the way her tongue dueled with his so perfectly.

  Her sexy moans, combined with her soft hands as they slid beneath his shirt, had Tag’s body humming to life. He absolutely loved when she touched him. Loved the way her cool hands felt on his skin, the bite of pain when she dug her fingernails into his back. And he loved touching her, tasting her, making her cry out in pleasure. Hell, he was pretty sure he could get high on her.

  Trailing his mouth down to her neck, he nibbled on her skin. “Take your shirt off for me.”

  Pushing up to give her a little room, Tag watched as McKenna pulled her T-shirt over her head, tossing it onto the floor.

  “So fucking pretty.” Her eyes were the same color as the Caribbean, and when she was turned on, they seemed to glow. That, along with her fiery red hair and fair skin, was a combination for the most beautiful woman in the world.

  And she was his to do with as he wanted.

  “Lose the bra.”

  Enraptured as she unhooked the front clasp, allowing the cups to fall open and reveal her full, luscious breasts and sweet, dusky nipples, Tag held himself in check. Barely.

  “Now my shirt,” he instructed.

  She pulled his shirt up his body, then over his head, tossing it to the floor with hers. Rolling to his back, Tag pulled her with him, holding her close so he could feel her skin against his while he kissed her, hard. A desperate ache consumed him, as he fought the urge to take her roughly.

  McKenna did that to him. She stirred something in him that no one had ever managed to stir before. She made his blood sizzle with her nearness.

  Pulling his mouth from hers, Tag instructed her to take off her jeans, which she did with a seductive grin. As she crawled back over him, he didn’t allow her to stop when she attempted to reposition herself over him, instead bringing her up until she was straddling his face, her musky scent making his head swim with need. With his hand on her hips, he jerked her closer, sliding his tongue between her slick folds, teasing her.

  “Tag,” McKenna cried out, her hands gripping the headboard that was attached to the wall. “Oh, yes!”

  Tag didn’t pause as he ate her pussy, licking, teasing, thrusting his tongue inside her as she rode his face. He could’ve spent a day doing that, burying his face in her cunt, fucking her with his tongue, listening to her sweet moans and cries of pleasure as her thighs squeezed his head.

  “Fuck!” she screamed as her body went rigid.

  Tag opened his eyes, watching her above him as she rode the waves of her orgasm. He was ready to continue to pleasure her with his mouth, but McKenna clearly had other plans. She was off the bed and trying to take off his jeans, but Tag stopped her, laughing as he got to his feet.

  He undressed completely and snagged McKenna once again, lowering her to the bed, her legs dangling over the side. Easing closer to her, Tag bent his knees and guided his cock into her, watching where they were joined, sucking in a breath as he claimed her body with his. Once he was lodged in her heat, he lifted her legs, holding them against his chest as he retreated and impaled her. Hard.

  “Oh, yes! Fuck me hard, Tag.”

  Unable to refuse her, Tag did as she requested, slamming into her as he watched her hands glide over her tits, cupping them, pinching her sweet puckered nipples while he fucked her. She was so tight, so wet, he got lost in the erotic slide of his cock inside her, the friction sending shards of electricity through him, making his balls draw up tight to his body.

  “Harder!”

  Tag pounded into her, gripping her legs tight to his chest. McKenna moved her hands to the edge of the mattress, holding herself still as he continued to drive into her over and over, harder, faster until she was crying out his name, her back arched, head thrown back as she came, her tight pussy milking him until he couldn’t ho
ld back.

  “Damn, you’re tight,” he growled. “Squeeze my dick, baby. Fuck yes. Just like that.” Tag’s release slammed into him, his cock pulsing as he came inside her.

  Without pulling out, he allowed her legs to fall open, and he leaned forward, his chest resting against her breasts, while he kept his weight from crushing her.

  “I love you,” he whispered, pressing his lips to hers.

  “I love you, too.”

  “So what do you wanna do now?” he asked, pushing up onto his arms and staring down at her.

  “Shower first. Maybe a little more of that,” she said with a giggle. “And then we’ll make an appearance for a little while. And when we get back here later, you can fulfill your promise to punish me.”

  “For?” he asked.

  “For when I’m bad later.”

  Tag nodded. He was certainly on board with that plan.

  God, he loved this woman.

  Chapter Four

  McKenna felt as though she were walking on a cloud when she emerged from the room with Tag two hours later. Her body still hummed from his delicious teasing, which he’d been relentless about when they’d showered together. He’d made her come several more times until her body was so sated, so exhausted, she’d worried she would never orgasm again.

  Not that she would tell him that. Tag was always up for a challenge, and that was one he’d pursue inexorably if he thought she were serious.

  “Hungry?” Tag asked as they made their way down to the main deck of the ship.

  “Starving.”

  “Good. We’ve got a dinner date.”

  McKenna glanced up at him. She could tell by the tone of his voice that it wasn’t going to be a romantic dinner between them, either. Not that she minded. In fact, she was quite eager to see her friends and family, to try to understand just what Tag had in store for her during their trip.

  When they reached the dining room, McKenna took a moment to look around, awed by the sheer size. The ship was gigantic, and all of the common areas were designed for the masses. This room was no different. They could probably safely seat over a thousand people in there. The upside was that there weren’t that many people there at the moment, which was why she saw a table full of faces she recognized instantly.

  Tag took her hand and led her toward the group. When Sierra looked up, her face lit up like the surface of the sun.

  “Yay! She’s here.”

  That excited squeal had other heads turning, more smiles coming her way. Her father instantly got up, moving in their direction. As he had earlier, before they’d boarded the ship, he hugged her tightly. McKenna hugged him back, then went to her mother, leaning down and kissing her on the cheek.

  Once the greetings were made, all the hugs and handshakes doled out, McKenna took a seat at the long table next to Mercedes, while Tag sat on her other side.

  Mercedes leaned over. “This wedding business looks good on you. You’re glowing.”

  McKenna smiled. “Not sure it’s the wedding that did it, but thank you,” she replied softly.

  Mercedes laughed, that sexy, raspy voice of hers drawing a lot of attention. “We were beginning to wonder whether y’all would ever emerge.”

  Smiling at her friend, she said, “Trust me, I thought about locking him in there and having my wicked way with him again.”

  “If it’s any consolation, we’re glad you’re here,” Mercedes mumbled.

  “I’m the one who’s glad. Look at y’all. I can’t believe you’re here. This is amazing.”

  “So? Did it work? Did he surprise you?” Samantha McCoy asked instantly.

  “He did,” McKenna said, remembering their morning fondly. “He definitely did.”

  McKenna glanced around at all the faces of the people who’d helped Tag to pull this off, her heart swelling with love as she did. These were her friends and family, a group of people who’d become incredibly important to her.

  In any given week, they would all try to get together at least once if their schedules meshed. Sometimes it didn’t work the way they would’ve liked, but they had all agreed that they wouldn’t allow their lives to get in the way of their friendship if they could help it.

  Of course, that was easier said than done.

  Samantha, a high-level executive who contracted for XTX, was an incredibly ambitious woman, as was her husband, Logan, the president of that very same company. The two of them spent as much time, if not more, than McKenna and Tag did working. So much so that they’d mutually decided that they wouldn’t have time to devote to children. However, they did have time to devote to keeping the spice in their sex life, which was where Elijah Penn came in. Last year, they’d ventured into a permanent threesome with him, and based on the smile on Samantha’s face, they were incredibly happy. Samantha was sitting between the two men she loved, leaning against Logan while her husband spoke to his twin brother, Luke, Luke’s husband, Cole, and their wife, Sierra.

  As was usually the case, the three men were fussing over Hannah—Luke, Cole, and Sierra’s two-year-old daughter—who was doing her best to get down from her chair, clearly wanting to run around and not be stuck in one place. The little girl was adorable, and the men in her life were wrapped around her little finger. McKenna completely understood why. The little girl was so much like her mother and her fathers. Sweet like Sierra yet mischievous like Luke and Cole. Very cute on top of that with her dark hair and bright blue eyes.

  A strange sensation gripped McKenna’s insides as she realized she could be having a baby sometime in the near future. She and Tag had agreed that they wanted babies, but they knew the timing was off. Not to mention, they wanted to wait until they were married.

  Which they would be very soon.

  Although, McKenna realized, she didn’t know when the actual date was.

  “You okay?” Sierra asked, concern etched on her pretty face as she stared back at McKenna.

  “Great,” she said, realizing she’d been frowning, and she certainly hadn’t intended to bring down the party, so she plastered on another smile.

  “So, McKenna. Care to share how your man managed to pull this off? You really had no idea?” Logan asked.

  “None whatsoever,” McKenna said. “He kidnapped me. Blindfolded and in my pajamas.”

  Several people chuckled.

  “He’s just lucky it was a private plane,” McKenna stated, smirking at Tag. “I doubt the TSA would’ve appreciated me being there half-dressed.”

  Tag leaned in and whispered, “Oh, they would’ve loved it.”

  McKenna refused to blush. The man did his best to make that happen on a frequent basis, but she’d learned to deal with him. Not to mention, she wasn’t really the blushing type. After all, her world was ensconced with plenty of blush-worthy detail. She would never have made it this far if a little dirty talk reddened her fair skin all the time.

  “I think it’s incredibly romantic,” Sam offered. “You’ve got yourself a keeper there.”

  “That I do.” McKenna knew how lucky she was.

  “And she’s gonna make it official very soon,” Tag inserted.

  “How soon?” McKenna questioned, hoping someone would give her a little bit to go on.

  As though they all knew she wasn’t supposed to know, every mouth at the table instantly closed, words replaced by grins.

  “Come on. I’m getting married. Shouldn’t I know when?” Not that she really cared when. The simple fact that she would be Tag’s wife was honestly enough for her.

  “Truth is,” Alex spoke, holding his eighteen-month-old daughter, Riley, on his lap. “He hasn’t told us yet.”

  McKenna’s gaze snapped to Tag’s. “Really?”

  His lips curled at the corners. “They’ll know. As soon as you do.”

  “And that’ll be?”

  “When I’m ready to tell you. Now who’s ready to eat?”

  McKenna laughed. It was just like Tag to maintain control of everything. Then again, that was an a
spect of his personality that she found incredibly hot.

  So, who was she to argue?

  ***

  Dinner was fantastic, but it probably could’ve tasted like dirt and Tag wouldn’t have cared. His attention had been focused on the woman beside him, the woman he adored more than anything else.

  He’d watched her chat with Samantha, Sierra, Mercedes, and Ashleigh while she ate. Although her attention always seemed to be on those four women, her hand had continued to caress his thigh, letting him know that she knew where he was at all times. That was something she’d always done, something he found endearing.

  While Tag had engaged in the conversation related to Devotion—the fetish club owned by Luke and Cole, with several private investors—he’d watched the people he’d grown close to over the last two years. He considered himself blessed to have so many friends who ultimately were there to watch his back.

  At one point, Tag had been involved in a threesome with Logan and Samantha, and surprisingly, their friendship had survived once Tag had taken his leave from their erotic escapades back when he’d found himself attracted to McKenna. Since then, Logan and Samantha had ventured into a much more permanent relationship with Elijah Penn. The three of them looked happy, and Tag was grateful for that.

  Then there was the intimidating Xander Boone, one of the silent partners in Devotion, whose mere presence at the table did not go unnoticed. The man was massively built; six foot six inches of pure muscle. However, it wasn’t merely his size that drew attention to him. He was also a Dom, and it seemed that, with very little effort, the guy garnered attention. His wife, Mercedes, was just as dominating as he was, except for when she looked at Xander. It was in those heated looks that Tag—and likely anyone who knew the couple—saw just how submissive she was to him.

  Of course, there were also the kids, who seemed to steal the show. Haley, Riley, and Hannah were all three incredibly active, despite the fact that six-year-old Haley had attempted to keep Riley and Hannah entertained. Since that was easier said than done, it explained why their parents had opted to take their leave as soon as the meal was finished, leaving Tag and McKenna with Mercedes and Xander, Trent, Shane, her parents, Jason and Diane, as well as McKenna’s older sister, Tiffany, and her husband, Matt. Tag’s father and stepmother had cut out early, but that wasn’t surprising. Despite the fact his father had come, Tag knew the man’s sole focus was on his wife, but that’d always been the case.