Spiked by Love (Bellevue Bullies #6) - Toni Aleo Page 0,46
Your ass is falling out!”
She quickly moves her hands to the back of her shorts, a shocked look on her face. Her cheeks are filling with color, and holy hell, she’s beautiful. “It is not! Why are you looking?”
“Ally, I can’t ignore your thighs and ass when they are on display.”
She blinks and narrows her gaze. “Wait, are you checking me out?”
I throw up my palms. “Whoa, crazy. Tuck it back in. That’s a long shot. I’m just making an observation and trying to save you from the horndog men who will check you out!” Her eyes drop to my crotch, and I quickly cup my junk so she can’t tell I’m hard.
Because, of course, I’m hard.
It’s her ass, for fuck’s sake.
“Jesus, Ally! Did you look at my cock?” I squeal, and her eyes widen, her eyeballs almost coming out of her head as her mouth gapes.
Then, we’re in a standoff. Her holding her ass, and me holding my balls. I have no clue what she is thinking, but for me, I really wish I could be the one holding her ass and her holding my balls. That would be a damn good time, but then I remember who I am thinking of.
I let go of my balls and hold up my hands. “Okay, that escalated.”
“Um. Yeah,” she says sharply. “Don’t look at my ass.”
“Fine. Don’t look at my cock.”
A blush fills her cheeks. “I didn’t.”
“You did.”
She lets out a huff and then starts for the door.
And I watch that ass sway with no guilt whatsoever.
Which is bad, so damn bad.
I really need to get laid.
Once inside, though, I make myself forget all about her ass, and hopefully, Ally forgets about our little dispute outside. Soon, I’m immersed in everything wedding. It’s honestly awful. Shelli is so determined on what she wants, and Elli feeds into it like no other. Even Mom and Harper are gushing and pumping up Shelli for every idea she has. I don’t know how Aiden and Posey got out of this, but it annoys me that I’m in this situation.
The wedding was supposed to be small. Just Posey and me at the altar, but then Aiden wanted his buddies from his team, Boon and Wes, to be in the wedding too. Because of this, Shelli added Ally and her cousin, Amelia. That’s not the part that is annoying—no, I don’t mind more people suffering with me. But now that we have a group, we can do a group dance.
I wish I were kidding.
This is a fucking circus.
“So, the guys will just wear their tuxes for the dance, but I want something special for me and the girls. This is the dress I want,” Shelli says as she presents Ally like she is a brand-new car on the Price is Right.
I watch as Ally steps onto the little platform, and all the women ooh and aah as she poses silly for everyone. Me, I’m just glad the person fitting me is a dude because he is staying clear of my cock, for sure. Ally lets her hair down, and it sweeps across her shoulders as she fluffs the skirt that shows all of the thighs I was checking out earlier. The dress is backless with a tie at the top, but the front has a deep plunge that is sheer and covered in crystals. It’s the most amazing color of blush pink that makes her skin glow.
She’s stunning.
“Pretty sure Posey’s boobs will fall out of this,” she says, moving her hands along her breasts, which in return makes me look harder at them.
Shelli waves her off. “She’ll be fine. We’ll tape them down.”
“All the things a father wants to hear.”
Everyone looks back at Shelli’s dad, Shea, and I hold back my laughter. I’ve heard that from the beginning of this circus of a wedding, Shea has done nothing but clutch his wallet. Elli and Shelli are going to put him in the poorhouse—at least, that’s what he says.
“It’s pretty, though, Dad! Isn’t it?”
He nods reluctantly. “Very pretty.”
I look back at Ally and smile. She is gorgeous. She looked even better in the long champagne-colored dress that also was backless. I think everyone knows Ally’s back is pretty damn fine. All those years of smacking the shit out of balls does a back good. Hell, I almost feel like I’m being spiked dead in the face with a ball, staring at her the way I am. When Ally looks back at me, I meet her gaze quickly,