by Delisa Lynn
***
Heath has been home a little over a month. He’s lost now that he can’t walk as much as he used to. He’s become addicted to a video game. If he isn’t throwing the controller at the football player, he’s yelling at the golf channel. We dropped the charges on Jessika. She has agreed to go to rehab in New York. I really think that Barry, my attorney, had a lot to do with that. If she changes, then I think they’ll make a good couple.
“Hello? Anyone home?” my sister yells.
“Hey, in here,” I say as I pour a glass of wine. Although I’m not working, per se, I’ve been working on some of my old cases. Mal is doing most of the work and I’m just helping her out. She has enrolled back into the law program.
“Are we going to plan this wedding or not?” she asks with her hands on her hips.
“What?” I ask. She and Heath have been talking about wedding plans, and I told them I wasn’t planning yet.
“Hey, you know what you promised him. A wedding, as soon as possible.”
“Something small is all we want. Nothing huge,” I tell her because I know she will go overboard.
“Ugh…Well, he did give me his credit card.” She laughs.
“Are you serious? Again?” This is the second time Heath has handed it over to her to shop for me.
“Stop. You know he wants to give you the moon.”
“I’m going to kick his ass,” I say. Right on cue, I see him standing in the corner, smiling.
“Whose ass are we kicking?”
“Yours.” I poke my finger in his chest. “You keep paying for everything.”
“Well, how can I spoil you if you get all pissed about it?”
I look at Abby and she’s smiling, so I throw a dish towel at her.
“Hey, what did I do? I only buy what he says to.”
“I’m planning our wedding and I’m buying everything with my own money,” I yell as I pour another glass of wine.
“I love it when you’re mad. You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says.
“Screw you both. I’m ordering a pizza and watching a movie,” I say, grabbing the pizza menus.
“I’m going back home. I need to get some sleep. I have to pull a double tonight.”
“Oh, yuck. Have fun,” I say as I hug her.
“Anything special you would like?” Heath asks.
“Well, now that she’s gone, I’ll take dessert first.” I wink. I pull the strings on his gray sweat pants. They fall down and he groans as I lick my lips.
I push him back against the wall and kneel. I grab his ass, pulling his body closer to my face, and place my lips on his cock, taking it deep in my mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans as he tangles his fingers through my hair. I take him deeper and smack his ass. “Nope, not coming in your mouth,” he says, pulling back. I feel a little pissed because I wanted him to.
He stands me up, grabs the back of my head, and crashes his mouth to mine. He rips my tank top off, literally, and sends it flying across the kitchen. “Hey!” I say.
“It was in my way. Counter, now,” he orders. I walk to the counter. “Turn around. Put your hands on the side.” After I do as he says, he pulls my shorts down, then my panties. I feel his length by my opening. I moan as I feel him push in a little.
“I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. You ready?” he whispers in my ear.
I moan again. Then I feel his thickness inside of me. He wraps one hand around my stomach and brings us closer. His groans get louder.
“Fucking…amazing,” he groans in my ear.
“Harder,” I beg.
“After I come in you, I’m taking you to bed and making sweet love to you all night, baby.”
“Oh, God. Heath, I’m coming,” I scream as my back arches and my orgasm rushes through my core.
***
Heath
“Baby, I don’t care. I want to do this,” I interrupt. She’s been going on and on about me sneaking and paying for the entire wedding. I told her I had connections.
“I wanted to do this with my own money,” she whines.
“Save it for our children.” I laugh. She finally stopped her contraceptive, and if all goes as planned, she’ll be pregnant soon. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us.
“Sometimes I just want to kick you. You’re a pain, you know that? Anyway, the reason I’m calling is because the small venue I want to use for our small wedding is available on Saturday, so it all works out. Can your mom attend?” she asks. My mom is having a hard time accepting our relationship. My father and stepmother are okay with it, but my mom had a few choice words and I put a quick stop to that.
“If she shows, then she does. If not, then we didn’t need her here anyway.”
“Heath, that’s your mother.”
I sigh. “If she can’t approve of our love, then she doesn’t need to celebrate it with us.”
“I love you. I’ll be home soon. I have a surprise for you.”
“Love you more. Hmm, does it have anything to do with you laying naked on the beach?” I laugh.
“You’re such a freak,” she replies. I can almost hear her smile over the phone.
“Yep, your freak. See you soon.”
***
Alyssa
Today I become Mrs. Heath Aaron Mason.
I look in the mirror at my makeup and smile when I see my mom standing behind me. She and the rest of the family flew out a few days ago. If you would’ve asked me in May if I would have thought my life could change in a blink of an eye, I would have laughed. Heath and I have been together for five months and I’m also five weeks pregnant. We haven’t announced that yet.
“You look beautiful.”
“Thank you. I’m so nervous.” I laugh.
“Don’t be. I have some things for you. First, here’s your ‘something borrowed.’ These are the pearls your grandfather bought me on my wedding day.” She shows me a pearl bracelet. Then she takes another pearl bracelet out of her clutch. “Here is your ‘something new.’ I just bought this yesterday. These are your own pearls you can let your daughter borrow. And finally, here’s your ‘something blue.’”
I gasp as she places the pearls around my wrist and the blue anklet around my ankle. The anklet was actually a gift that Seth had bought me for my sixteenth birthday.
“Mom, you’ve had this all this time?” I cry.
“Hey, no crying. You’re messing up that pretty face. Look at me. You’re marrying the Mason you were meant to be with. You hear me? Seth was your past. Heath is your future.”
“I know. I’ve never loved anyone the way I love him. Not even Seth.” And it’s true.
“Okay, beautiful. Your daddy is going to come in here and probably make you cry.”
“I’m sure he will. Thank you so much for everything.” After I hug her, I hear my father clear his throat.
“Don’t mess up her makeup,” Mom snorts. She kisses my dad.
“My oldest baby is getting married.” He fidgets with his tie. “Alyssa, I wrote a little something for you.” He sighs. “Now, this is probably the first and last time you’ll see me cry.”
“Oh, Daddy.” I smile.
He clears his throat. “Today, I give your hand to another man. I’ve loved you since the day your mother told me she was expecting. I watched you grow up, and it was a little too fast. I kissed your scrapes and bandaged your wounds. I always wanted you to follow in my footsteps and take over the practice. Although you chose another path, I’m so proud of the woman you’ve become. I know you’re going to make a wonderful wife and a terrific mother.” After clearing his throat and wiping a few tears, he continues. “So, on this day, not only am I letting my baby go, I’m also gaining a son, a son that I never had. Although we’ve only known Heath a short time, we love him as if we’ve known him all our lives. Lyssie, I wish you nothing but happiness. I know you never thought you would have that, but baby, you got it. Please don’t laugh at me if I cry when I place your hand into H
eath’s.” He smiles.
“I love you so much. I’m honored to be your daughter. You know, I would have been a sucky doctor.” I laugh. “But Abby is a wonderful one.”
“I love you, baby girl. Yes, you are an amazing attorney. She would have sucked at being a lawyer, so you both did wonderful.”
“Hey, are y’all talking about me?” Abby asks. She kisses Daddy.
“Never,” I snort. “Dad, can you give us a few minutes?”
“Of course.” He kisses me. “Anything for my girls.”
“You are, by far, the prettiest bride I’ve ever seen,” she says, hugging me.
“You look amazing too. Thank you for wearing that dress. I know you’re not a fan of pink.”
“You owe me, big time. Maybe name your first born after me.”
“I think I can manage that. Have you seen Heath?”
“Yes, I have. That man is smoking hot. I think all his groomsmen are little a jealous.”
“I’m so glad I let you and Brett hook us up. You know, I never thought this would happen. I wasn’t going to tell you until later…I’m five weeks.”
“I knew it! I just told Brett this morning that you were pregnant.”
“Don’t say anything. We want to keep it quiet for another month or so.”
“I won’t. Did you tell Mal?”
“Nope, she doesn’t know. Just you and Heath.”
“Gah, you do love me.” She giggles.
“I do. I know I was distant for a few years. I regret that. I was in a bad place, and I was doing bad things…”
“Stop. This is your wedding day. No more of that crap. You were young and partied a lot. We’ve all done it,” she says.
“Thank you.”
“Okay, I think there is a very handsome man waiting to make you his bride.”
***
Heath
Music starts playing and I’m standing in the front of the venue, staring at five hundred people. Yeah, our small wedding turned huge. I knew it wouldn’t be small.
Brett is standing next to me. Karl, Dean, and Jon, my cousins, are in a line on the other side of Brett. We watch as all the women walk down the aisle. We see Cara, Mal, Sydney, and then Abby. The music changes and Lys rounds the corner with her father. I swear, every ounce of air in my body disappears for a second. She is the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. Her dress is white with pink lace. Her hair is pulled up in curls. She has a small tiara sitting on the top of her head with a thin veil flowing behind her.
She smiles the entire way down the aisle. As they approach me, the music stops. The priest clears his throat and proceeds with asking who will give Alyssa away to marry me. I’m shocked at the tears I see in Dr. Sommers’s eyes. I smile as he places her hand in mine.
“Heath, you hurt my baby, I promise I’ll shank you.” He laughs.
“Sir,” I chuckle, “no worries. I love her more than life itself.”
“Good. I wouldn’t want to hurt you.” He hugs me, then sits next to Momma Janet.
As I look into my bride’s eyes, I see how much she loves me. Five months ago, I never thought my life would be this complete. She says that I healed her. What she isn’t aware of is that she helped me realize that I needed to love someone and that someone is her.
***
“I can’t believe I’m dancing with my wife,” I whisper in her ear. “I can’t wait to get you out of that dress.”
“I can’t wait to find out where we are going.”
“Oh, you’re going to be really surprised.”
“Let’s just tell them all to leave. We don’t need to eat or take more pictures. I just want to kiss every inch of my husband’s body.” She runs her finger down my chest.
“Bathroom, now,” I say as I pull her toward the door.
“What if they see us?”
“So? We’re married. The way you look, I won’t last two minutes, so be prepared.”
“Oh.” She smiles.
I pull her into the nearest bathroom and close the door. I pull her dress up and lift her up on the counter. I slide her panties off and bury my face in her pussy. As I fuck her with my tongue, I feel my dick ready to bust through the seams of my dress pants. I unzip my pants and instantly see my pre-cum seeping from the tip. “Yep, not going to last. I’m going to fuck you nice and hard, babe.”
“Mmm, please do.” I spread her legs further and position myself between them. As soon as I push myself in her heat, her pussy clenches around me.
“Jesus, did you come already?” I ask.
“Yep. Harder, fill me up. I wanna feel you pour yourself in me.” She moans as she smacks my ass.
“Fuck.” I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her closer to me. I feel release building up. I pump a little faster as I feel my balls tighten and my groans turning to moans. I come in my wife, just as she told me to.
“Fucking amazing. Damn, my hair is a mess.” She laughs.
“They all know we disappeared. You freshen up and I’m going to sneak out and try to keep the eyes away from this door.” I kiss her.
“Deal. But, um…” She giggles. “You have cum all over you pants.”
“What?” I say, looking down. “Shit. I must have pulled them up too soon.”
“What are you going to do? They’re all going to notice it.”
“Well, baby…I’m not sure.”
“Oh, you have pants in the car. Our bags are packed. I’ll run out and grab you a pair.”
Jesus Christ, here I am, ready to leave so I can take my wife on her surprise honeymoon, and I have to stand in the bathroom with cum on my pants.
“Okay. Hurry and be careful.” I kiss her. “Don’t run. You’re carrying my baby in your belly.”
“Stop it. I’ll be right back.”
She leaves. I look down and see that the water I was trying to get it off with is making it worse.
“Hello, is anyone in there?” A man says.
“Um, yes. Almost finished.”
“Oh, Heath. It’s Dad. I really have to go. Can you let me in? I know there is more than one stall in there.”
“Dad, there is. Hang on.” Shit! I look around for something to put over my pants. I don’t see anything.
“Son, I ate something that didn’t agree with me. I really need in there,” he yells.
I unlock the door and run into one of the stalls. “Okay, come in.”
“Damn it. Those fucking shrimp puffs are killer, son. Do not eat them.”
“Thanks, sir. I hadn’t planned on it.” I laugh.
“Why aren’t you out there dancing with your bride?”
“Oh, I had to use the bathroom. I wasn’t feeling well myself.”
“Well, hopefully you’re better now.”
“Yep, I’m good,” I say, praying she doesn’t come back while he’s in here.
Of course, not even two minutes later, she comes rushing in. “Baby, I grabbed you some more pants. I don’t think anyone saw me. Good thing we didn’t rent that tux. Could you imagine their faces if we took it back with both of our cum all over it?”
“Shit. Lys, um…” I say, nodding my head toward the closed stall.
“Hey, Alyssa. It’s Dad Mason.”
She looks at me and places her hand over her mouth. I can tell she wants to laugh. She looks away from me and finally says, “Hey, sir. I didn’t know you were in here.”
“I got that. So…you needed clean pants, huh?”
“Oh. My. God.” Alyssa bursts out laughing.
“Go, Lys. I’ll be out in a sec.”
“Dad, not another word,” I say as I change my pants. Thank God she brought me another shirt too. I quickly change and leave my father to do his business.
When I walk back out into the reception hall, I see my wife chatting with some folks.
“There you are, handsome. I was looking for you.” She winks. That’s my girl. I kiss her. Not even twenty minutes ago, I was buried deep inside of her. “I was just saying how I thought m
aybe you went to change. I’m ready when you are. I need to get out of this dress.”
“Let’s go announce that we’re leaving. You said Cara and Mal are cleaning up, right?”
“Yes. Syd is going to help them.”
“Let’s get this over with. I’m ready to start our journey,” I say.
Chapter Nineteen
Alyssa
Heath and I just left everyone at the reception hall. We’re going on our honeymoon for a week. I still don’t know where we are headed, nor have I changed. I rushed from the reception hall and forgot to. Hopefully, wherever we are going isn’t that far away.
I look out the window and smile at the thought of my new life. I have a husband. For the first time since I was a teenager, I feel loved. Once upon a time, I never thought this was possible, but when I saw Heath lying on the street in front of our house, bleeding, I thought I’d lost him forever. I knew, that moment, that he does love me, and I shouldn’t try to push him away.
“What are you over there thinking about?”
“Us, you, and the fact that I have no clue where we’re going. I would like to change.”
“Well, my dear, you can change now. Our flight isn’t leaving until noon tomorrow, so I booked us a room at the Piedmont in downtown Raleigh.”
“Oh, well, that’s good to know. No clue on where we’re going?”
“You’ll see. Patience, love.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I smile. I call Mal to make sure they’re getting everything cleaned up. I’m so glad that they all flew out to be with me. Sydney now lives in Australia. Even though I asked her on short notice, she said she wouldn’t miss it. I’m so glad that we remained friends over the years although our lives went in different directions. I actually invited Blake, but he said he was busy. He sent us a wedding gift, though. I laughed when I saw that he addressed it to Freshie and her man.
As we pull into the parking lot of the hotel, I see Heath smiling. I know he’s up to something. I roll my eyes at him and wait for him to open my door. He helps me out and we walk, hand in hand, through the door. He checks in and the lady hands him our keys.