Holy fuck.” Raine’s excitement laced her words while staring down at the keys still clutched in her hands. “Did this really just happen?”

I pulled my gorgeous wife into my arms, kissing the top of her head. “You thought the world was ending and here they were just trying to not spoil the surprise.”

I could feel her body relax as the stress she had built up melted away. “You were right. I’m sorry for overreacting.”

“Babe, if I couldn’t handle your overreactions, I wouldn’t have put that damn ring on your finger,” I whispered into her ear.

The relief I felt in that moment was more than Raine even knew. The shitty thing was that I was keeping a secret from her. We were in danger—we were almost on lockdown, but I couldn’t tell her. I hated keeping things from Raine, but it was for the good of the club and for her. Crickett was privy to minor details, but even our queen was in the dark; that was how bad it was getting. We were doing our best to handle everything, but I didn’t know if it was going to be enough. Standing there in the kitchen with Raine, I didn’t want to think about any of that—not about the fact that one of our gun shipments had gone missing, or that Bear was on his way up from Atlanta with reinforcements for us, or that the Sinners were making our lives hell again.

“Come on.” There was no way that I was going to be able to wait until the morning. Grabbing the keys out of her hand, I pulled Raine out the back door, not even giving her a chance to put on shoes. She followed without question or protest and climbed into the front seat of my restored Ford 100. I loved how Raine could practically read my mind. She cuddled up to my side on the bench seat of my truck as I drove us to our new home.

The old wooden steps that led up to the front porch creaked under us as we ran up hand in hand, trying to evade the rain. The look of excitement that lit up Raine’s face was breathtaking; I never wanted that carefree smile to ever leave her lips.

“Will you do the honor?” I asked, holding the keys out for her to take.

“With pleasure.” The lock turned and clicked.

We walked into the dark foyer. I tried the light switch, but nothing. “I guess we’ll have to call the power company in the morning.”

Raine pulled me to the staircase in front of us, leaving the front door wide open. She took a seat and I sat down on the step behind her. “This is perfect.” Her sweet voice echoed through the bare house as we both took it in.

I stared out the front door with Raine’s head leaning back on my chest. Lightning coursed through the dark clouds and thunder shook the old home’s rafters.

“This is the first step in the rest of our lives,” she stated. “This is where we will see our kids take their first steps, right over there in the living room.” She pointed into the darkened room next to us.

“And over there is where we will mark their growth on the wall.” I pointed to the wall in front of us.

“And that is where I will make Christmas dinner for everyone.” She pointed into the kitchen. “I can’t wait to make so many memories in this house with you.”

“I think we should start with one right now.”

I let my fingers knot in her hair, pulling sharply back, and a low moan rumbled in her throat as I watched her lick her lips. Her eyes locked with mine as lust filled her eyes. I kissed from her forehead to her chin with her hair still firmly in my grasp.

“Ryder.” My name rolled off her tongue as I collapsed my lips onto hers. I let my fingertips pull at her tank, exposing her plump breasts.

The sound of her breath catching as I yanked down her cotton shorts was intoxicating.

“No underwear, babe?”

“It’s laundry day,” Raine explained, playfully biting her lip.

“It should be laundry day every day.”

Gently, I teased her clit, and her desire pooled quickly as I quickened my pace. Her back arched, pressing her head harder on my shoulder while I explored her wetness with two fingers.

Raine tried to shove away from me to change positions, but I held her still. “You’re not moving until your come drenches my fingers, baby.”

Her moans of pleasure cheered me on. I tugged on her hardened nipples, her nails digging into my thighs. “Dammit, Ryder, faster,” she cried, her body gently shuddering against me. Her pussy tightened around my fingers and her hips bucked a little as she rode out her climax.

Taking my fingers out slowly while she caught her breath, I growled, “That’s a good girl.”

I rolled my damp fingers over her strawberry cupid’s bow before she licked them clean. Hottest fucking sight ever.

“My turn to play?” Her sheepish gaze met mine.

After fixing her clothes, I picked her up and spun her around in my lap. “Definitely.”

I undid my belt as her nails raked down my bare chest. Raine knelt a few steps down, taking the zipper into her teeth, and I laced my fingers through her long locks as she freed my growing cock.

Starting at the base, she licked up to the head, slowly sucking as pre-come bubbled up at the tip.

“Open,” I commanded. Forcefully, I let my dick slam against the back of her throat, her tongue working my shaft as she gagged.

I pulled my dick out of her mouth. “Breathe,” I ordered before throat-fucking her again, over and over. Tears filled the corners of her eyes as she smiled with my cock buried in her perfect mouth.

Barely being able to control myself, I stopped her. “I want to see my come dripping from your gorgeous cunt.”

I pulled at her clothes, piling them at the bottom of the steps. Raine leaned on her elbows a few steps up with her feet planted on the bottom step, arching her back. Positioning myself behind her, I grabbed her hips. I plunged my dick into her soaked opening, going as deep as I could. With a fast pace, I thrust as hard as I could, her walls hugging my cock. It didn’t take long for me to fill her, and my knees were shaking as I let my head fall onto her shoulder blades.

“You’re fucking perfect,” I whispered against her back.

We sat cuddled together on the steps for a few more minutes.

Raine let her head fall into the crook of my shoulder as she drew small circles on my knee with her index finger. “I feel like I am in a dream and will wake up tomorrow with none of this being real.”

“What? The house?” I asked.

She shifted to look up at me. “No, all of it—the wedding, our incredible honeymoon, you, this house. How’d I get so lucky to see all of my dreams come true like this?”

I kissed the top of her head. “I’m the lucky one, baby, and I promise this isn’t a dream. We’re really here, and all of this is really happening.”