Book 2 of my VegasPete fanfiction
Would suggest you to read book 1 first and if you've already read that, then please proceed.
A story where the infamous mafia heir Vegas falls in love with Pete , an average nurse. Life has many surprises stored for...
Vegas stood in his and Pete's shared bedroom, a light blush covering his face. He still hasn't forgotten how absolutely delicious his husband looked in a dress. So he couldn't wait to get him into something....different from what he usually wears. Something immodest, revealing and only for his eyes to witness.
His brand new husband was taking a shower in the bathroom. Vegas couldn't wait for Pete to see the gifts he'd prepared for their wedding night.
Pete left the bathroom around half an hour later, squeaky clean, hairless and smelling like his favourite vanilla body lotion. It helped him to get into the right headspace and it smelled damn good.
Wearing a black bathrobe, he stepped foot into their bedroom.
"I'm done. You can take a shower now" Pete said wiping his head with a soft towel. Vegas looked at him and gulped. His husband looks good even in a bathrobe.
"I will but before I go, I have something to show you"
Pete gazed at him in curiosity. Vegas told him to sit down on the bed then handed him two black boxes.
"Open them" the older coaxed smiling.
Pete decided to open the smaller one first. Eager hands undid the red ribbon and slowly took off the lid . A gasp came out of Pete's mouth. It was a smartphone. The latest model of iPhone. Much better than the previous one he used to have.
"Do you like it ?" Vegas asked bending down near Pete's knees to see his smile.
"Yes I do!" Pete giggled and hugged Vegas's neck.
"What's inside the other one?"
"Clothes. Can you wear them for me, love ?" Vegas murmured and Pete became a puddle of goo. They were so disgustingly whipped for each other. How could he say no when his hubby addressed him as 'love'.
With that Vegas quickly scurried inside the bathroom, leaving Pete to open the bigger box alone.
And boy...was he surprised when he figured out what was inside?
Pete's mind short-circuited. Inside the seemingly innocent black box, was a white lacy lingerie.
He carefully unfolded and lay the garments out on the bed. It consisted of a lace bralette with a micro skirt and lace panties. God how will he wear those and not die with shame? But he promised Vegas.
Gathering some courage, he took his time putting on the garments. The bralette had slits, they exposed his already hard nipples. The pantie...that perticular piece of clothing was even cheekier. Like the bralette, it also had a slit and there wasn't much cloth to cover his round glutes.
The skirt took a little shimmying but once it was on it was definitely worth it. Once he looked at himself in the mirror, his cheeks warmed up. Fuck...he actually looked sexy. His dick was already half-hard and Vegas hadn't even come out yet.
. . .
Vegas opened the door without any mental preparation and froze in place. Pete was standing in front of the full-length mirror in the white lingerie he gifted him. And no. When he bought it, he didn't imagine his Pete would look this hot in it.
Fuck. He was so fucked.
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