Kerry had been expecting some bunting, maybe a few ribbons tied around trees and some streamers strewn around the place. No, this was beyond anything she’d ever seen even in magazines. They’d transformed the back lawn that led down to the water into a reception hall a Rani would envy.
She’d never seen turquoise roses before, but the florist her mother in law had helped her find was some sort of magician. If Kerryanne knew the amount they’d paid to get them shipped there, she would’ve had heart failure.
But that was the way with everything. Kyle had made it clear that no one was to discuss the cost of anything with her and when she’d confronted him about it, his answer showed her just how much he’d come to know her already. “Because sweetheart if they tell you you’ll choose the cheapest one even if it’s not the one you like.” He’d kissed her nose, patted her butt and told her to get lost so he could continue his business call.
She’d held out for all of five minutes, refusing to choose anything, but that didn’t last long once they started bringing out the samples. Since she’d gotten to know Kyle’s two sisters in the last few months, she’d asked them to be bridesmaids, and over very loud protest had convinced Ms. Lucille to be her matron of honor.
They’d invited their new friends from town who’d been only too excited to accept. No one mentioned Paul and Jen for which she was eternally grateful. She didn’t want anything to spoil her day, and was sure she’d be visiting Kyle from behind glass if either of them tried anything.
***
The big day dawned sunny and bright and her eyes popped open before the birds started singing in the trees. She was wrapped securely in his arms and his soft breath against her nape said he was still asleep. She laid there quietly just taking it all in. She wished her mom and dad had been here to see it, to see how happy she was now.
Where once she’d been afraid to be this happy, she now embraced it thanks to Kyle. He’d done everything in his power to make her feel that she deserved this, all of it. Since Paul was out of the picture they hardly had a harsh word anymore, except maybe when he was trying to bully her out of doing something he thought was too strenuous, like doing the dishes.
She’d wanted to wait until they came back from their honeymoon to hire fulltime help, so for now they were using a service that came three times a week to keep the place in tiptop shape.
Kyle had a laundry list of help he was convinced she was going to need. Maids, a butler, a chef, and a groundskeeper. The only thing she objected to was the battalion of nannies he had lined up to interview even before the baby was born. Not just any nannies mind you, the man was vetting pediatric nurses that he and his mom had found through research.
She’d argued that she didn’t need anyone to take care of her child, that she was more than looking forward to doing the job on her own. His answer had been that the woman, whoever she was, could sit and twiddle her thumbs all day if it came to that, but she was getting help.
She was sure the horror stories he’d read about postmortem depression on one of his quests to learn everything about pregnancy and childrearing had a lot to do with it. She’d taken to hiding his books but that didn’t seem to stop him, since there was always a new one laying around somewhere.
“You’re awake?” She rolled over in his arms at his whispered words. She smiled through the lump in her throat as it hit her for the first time, that for the rest of her life, she would wake up to that precious face every morning. Her hand came up to smooth the hair at his temple. “I love you Kyle, so much.”
“I love you more. What’s got you worried?”
She studied his eyes as she searched for the words. “I hope I’m everything you need me to be, I...”
“You already are.” As was his norm, he placed his warm palm over the roundness of her tummy. Every morning since the sickness had passed they’d spend at least half an hour in bed, and it wasn’t always about lovemaking. She cherished these moments. They always seemed to make the rest of the day go better.
Last night, the women had tried to convince him to sleep over at gramps’ since it was bad luck to see the bride before the wedding. But Kyle had
nixed that idea out the gate. “No way, we don’t sleep apart, ever.” His mother’s pleading had fallen on deaf ears and no amount of logic had made him budge.
“It’s our big day baby, I don’t want to see those frown lines for the rest of the day got it.” He pulled her under him being careful of her stomach and since her body was still soft from the night’s loving, he just slipped his morning’s hardness into her and buried his face in her neck.
He held still as if reacquainting himself with the feel of her. She loved it when he did that. Somehow, this was different, sweeter, softer more intense.
“My last pussy as a single man.” He said those words before opening her up wider and driving himself forcefully into her welcoming body. “Fuck babe, why do you make my dick so hard?” It was true, knowing that in a few short hours she was going to be his in every way spiked his libido.
Kerryanne was glad he hadn’t listened to his mom and spent the night away, she wouldn’t have missed this for the world. She felt the strength and hardness of his erection as he stroked in and out of her and reveled in it. She’d done that to him. It was she that brought out that uncontrollable passion in this amazing man. And boy was she happy that the doc had assured him that sex was no threat to the baby.
“I want to do you from behind but I don’t wanna pull out; fuck.” Her pussy juiced heavily as he found her lips and kissed her wildly. She was drowning in a sea of sensation. What the coming day meant and the way he was loving her, combined to send her heart into overdrive.
She bit his lip and sped her hips up. Suddenly she wanted to feel him driving into her from behind too and she told him so. “I want you to take me from behind, please Kyle.” She helped him out by squeezing him off with her pussy muscles. “If you’re trying to get me to stop that’s not working.” The tightness around his cock made him want to plunge over and over. “But if my girl wants a deep hard fuck from behind that’s what she’s gonna get.”
He helped her onto her hands and knees and fucked back into her, sinking his cock into her depths. Holding onto her hips, he pulled her back onto his raging cockmeat over and over while his fingers moved around and teased her clit. After a few strong strokes he held still. “Fuck yourself on my cock.” She was only too happy to and his toes were soon curled from the rising of his sap.
She knew how to work him with that pussy of hers. Sliding her tightness to the very end of his dick, then slamming herself back hard, shaking her ass up and down and moving it around in circles, it was all good for his cock. A hard smack to her ass put a stop to her torture and he took over.
Since she was so hot, and he could tell by the long deep moans and the amount of juicing her pussy did, he wet his fingers in his mouth and eased them into her tight ass. “I’m coming in there next.” Since they’d learned that his son or daughter was already living inside her, he’d ass fucked her a hell of a lot more in the last few months. In fact they’d been having a whole lot of fun in the bedroom and his baby loved every minute of it.
Far from the shy innocent that she was out of bed, she’d proven to be a dynamic lover. She shed all inhibitions once he got inside her, and more often than not it was he who had to calm her ass down because of the baby.
“Fuck my ass, come on, ohhhhh.” She came on his cock, her head thrown back and mouth agape. Kyle leaned over her back and bit her ear. He loved it when she went wild.
“Not yet naughty girl-I wanna seed you first.” It was still his favorite place to cum, deep in her womb, but he was so hard this morning he knew he’d have no trouble staying up long enough to give her ass pleasure.
She was just coming down when he planted his feet in the bed beside her knees, driving his cock even deeper inside her at an angle. Kerry tore at the sheets and screamed as her body went up again. Kyle gritted his teeth as he raced to
the finish but it was too much to hold back. His growl of completion was music to her ears. It told her without words that she’d pleased her man and then some.
When his body was through shaking and the tingling down his spine eased, he pulled his cock out of her and slipped into her ass for a nice long ride. She’d become a real anal freak, begging him to take her there at least once a day. Since it was their big day he figured he’d go for the trifecta, and once she’d cum once or twice from having her ass reamed, he pulled out and sat her on his face.
It was another hour and a half before they left the bed for the bathtub where they took turns bathing each other and giggling like two teenagers about their big day. “Happy?” He wrapped his arms around her from behind as the bubbles fizzled and melted away.
“Very.” She turned her lips for a kiss while his hands played with her full tits. He had to call a halt so they could go get ready for their big day.
***
She was beautiful. His mother had hired a bevy of twittering females to do her hair and makeup and get her ready for her big day. She’d asked him to leave such things to her since Kerryanne didn’t have a mom or sisters, and he was proud of the way his had stepped in to fill the void. He didn’t like the way they’d all tried to scalp him when he’d entered the inner sanctum to give her-her gift though. Damn women.
Kerry wore the biggest smile under her veil as she made her way to the altar towards him on his grandfather’s arm. The old man had offered his services and she’d been only too happy to accept through a river of tears. Her new family had all been nothing but kind, and she was sure that was part of the reason she had no fear as she took this last step in their life together.
Her gown was something out of a dream. She’d always been in love with the gown Princess Grace of Monaco had worn to her wedding, and the designer that Kyle hired made her a replica with a few modern embellishments, like diamonds in the lace that covered her chest and arms.
Her new diamond bracelet was heavy on her wrist and she was sure it was worth a small fortune, but knew better than to ask when he’d presented her with it while her hair was in rollers in the dressing room earlier. He’d ignored the yells of the other women in the room and his eyes had only been for her. She’d almost jumped him since seeing him in a suit always did things to her, but she’d controlled herself.
The inscription had made her bawl and reddened her eyes to the dismay of the artist who was there to work on her face, but how could she help it? ‘I’m with you always. Kyle’ those are the words that were written there with today’s date a dash and forever. It was sweet and romantic and so unlike her Kyle she knew he meant every word.
The service was short, sweet and traditional since Kyle nixed the idea of exchanging vows.
He said anything he had to say to her didn’t need to be a show for their guests, he’d say it when he wanted to and that’s that. Once again his mom tried explaining that it was the in thing these days, and once again he didn’t budge. The man sure was set in his ways.
She almost broke down again when he placed his hand over the bump of her tummy as he repeated his promise to love and cherish her, and by the time they shared their first kiss as man and wife she was an emotional wreck. “No more tears remember.”
“These are happy ones I promise.” They kissed and hugged to the cheers of their five hundred guests. Five hundred people, her wedding planner had assured her the lawn wouldn’t pay the price.
They took a million and one pictures before heading to the marquis where the reception was to be held. There were congratulations and well wishes aplenty and she almost swallowed her tongue at some of the faces in the crowd. Kyle must’ve heard ‘I didn’t know you knew so and so’ a hundred times.
When it was time for their first dance, he took her into his arms and held her close, shutting out everyone and everything else. He felt more relaxed and happier than he’d ever been as they glided across the floor to Always. “How’s our baby?” He kissed her forehead tenderly as his hand ran fleetingly over her bump.
“Fine. I think she had enough excitement and decided to go to sleep.”
He didn’t say anything for the longest while, just held her close and savored the moment. Enjoying the fact that she was finally his and that nothing could ever tear them apart. “I’m so amazingly proud of you Princess.”
“Why?” She lifted her head from his shoulder.
“Because you’re so brave-because you overcame a lot to get us both here today.”
“You wanted me to give you these words in front of everyone, but I feel they mean more here- now. I love you-I can’t put it into words because there are none. What I feel for you is bigger than me,
bigger than anything I ever knew existed. It’s like finding a part of myself I didn’t know was missing, but always felt that empty space. No one else will ever fit there, not ever. There will never be anyone else who comes before you. Your joy is now mine to protect.”
She started to cry. Silent tears; of hope, and love. She didn’t think the day could get any better and it had. His words touched her to the core. From anyone else they would’ve been mere words, but from her husband they were as good as gold.
“I don’t ever want you to be sad again in your life. Don’t ever want to see hurt and pain in those beautiful eyes. I know life happens and things can get crazy sometimes, but at those times I want you to give your troubles to me. I’ll carry them for you always. I promise.”
“Oh Kyle. I love you so much. I want to be that for you too.” He pulled her into his chest and held her closer.
His heart had never been this full. He’d never imagined that this was what it was about. Now he understood why his dad would sometimes look at his mom like his world begun and ended with her. He couldn’t imagine taking a breath for the rest of his life without her in it. Just thinking about it gave him cold chills. “You are baby, just keep being you and that’s all I’ll ever need.”
He covered her rounding tummy where their child laid with his large hand. “We’re in there baby, a part of you and me. I love that my seed is inside you. Give me your mouth.” They shared their second kiss as man and wife to the delight of their guests who they’d both all but forgotten.
Chapter 22
***
“It’s time to go home.” She sighed as he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “Already? I don’t wanna.”
“I know sweetheart, we’ll come back soon-I promise.” He’d given up the idea of taking the yacht around the world since he didn’t want to risk her pregnancy, and instead had brought them to his little private beach in Santorini.
Three weeks of the most amazing sunsets, good food, sun and the best sex since his wife had morphed into a nympho, and now it was time to go. He didn’t want to go either, but life called. She was well into her seventh month and though she hadn’t been complaining he was starting to get nervous.
Most days while she napped, he spent his time reading up on what was going on in her body and if he wasn’t mistaken her tummy had dropped. As far as he could tell that was weeks ahead of schedule, but he didn’t say anything to her about it because she was getting more and more anxious about labor as the days go on.
He couldn’t say that he blamed her. For fuck sake, the Lamaze classes they’d been taking up to the day of the wedding had opened his eyes to a lot more than he’d ever wanted to know. If he wasn’t already a nervous wreck, that shit had taken care of it.
“Our stuff’s packed and ready-baby let’s go home.” Taking her hand, he led her out to the waiting car that took them to the airport where his private jet was waiting to whisk them back to the states. The way she mooned out the window at the blue waters below as they left, he wished he could let her stay
longer, and he promised himself that he’d bring her back here first chance he got.
Being home brought her spirits back up and she was soon her smiling laughing self again. In the months they’d been living there,
she’d spent most of her time planning and decorating, telling people what she wanted where. Now she had come back to a home. There was nothing left to be done to make the house ready so there was nothing for her to do except sit by the Olympic sized pool if she wanted, or relax in the garden
Her book was finally done but she was no longer in a hurry to send it out. Kyle had offered to find her a publisher, but grudgingly understood when she told him she wanted to do it on her own. She was still not sure if she wanted to go that route anyway, or if she preferred the independent option. She needed to find an editor, but her heart sank at the idea of someone else finding fault with something she was so pleased with. Kyle had given up badgering her into letting him read it. As if.
As much as she missed Greece, she was happy to be back home and to see their friends again. They had no sooner landed than the phone was ringing off the hook with family and friends wanting to know how everything went.
Kyle had come home to a string of messages from his lawyer buddy, who was only too excited to tell him he’d found a sympathetic judge who was willing to overturn the first ruling in her divorce on grounds of fraud and incompetent representation. He hadn’t shared any of what he was doing with her, and even though they were married and happy, he still wanted to make the bastard and his slag pay.
He secretly gave the go ahead to get the ball rolling and within a week of them being back from the honeymoon they were in the judge’s chambers.
He’d finally had to tell her what he’d done and when she looked like she wanted to murder him, he explained his reasoning behind it. “He owes you baby, not that you need it, or that I’ll ever let you touch a penny of that fuck’s money, but no way in hell he’s getting away with short changing you.”
“But like you said, I don’t need it so why?”
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