Finally!
I hurry off the plane and rent a car and off to Blake’s I go. I know there’s a huge chance he’ll tell me to fuck off, and I am prepared for that.
Who am I kidding, I am totally not prepared for that and may fall completely apart if he rejects me. I would understand why he would do it, but it would kill me.
A few minutes later I’m in front of his house and his truck is gone.
Shit!
My heart skips a beat and I have to fight the urge to end my journey for love and happiness. It’s only one setback I tell myself. The defeatist attitude I can have my heart seems to stomp out, and it tells me to keep looking for him.
I think of some of the love stories I’ve made myself read lately and how the heroes would go to the moon and back to get to their love and I vow to do just that. After all I’ve put Blake through, I have to work hard to fix what I’ve done to him.
I keep on driving and will just have to look for his truck. He may be at the store or getting something to eat or God forbid, at a bar. If he’s in a depressed mood which I’m sure he is, he may be getting shit-faced somewhere and going to drive drunk. I have to get to him before he does something crazy like that.
Not far from his house I see a crappy little bar and there’s his truck. I wish he wasn’t in there. I pull up next to his tall truck and take in a deep breath. I may walk in there and find him wrapped around another woman and I have no idea of what I’ll do if I see that.
I’ll have to try hard not to beat her ass!
The music is loud and I can hear it as I get out of the rental car. My heart is pounding.
Please let him be alone, drowning his sorrows in some corner booth!
Taking in one more deep breath, I push the door open hard, like I’m about to enter into a saloon in the old west and may find myself facing a fight.
Blake
The blade of the large knife the oaf is holding way too close to my stomach shines as the dim bar lights hit it. Tilly is right behind me and that fact is just making this monster sized man even madder.
“Tilly, get the hell out of the way and let me deal with this jack ass,” Spike growls at her.
She doesn’t do as he says and instead says, “Spike, don’t do this. You just got out of prison. You don’t want to go back.”
“Prison!” I find myself yelping. “You never said anything about him being in prison. For what?”
The way Spike’s dark eyes narrow has me wishing I’d never said a word. “Just how much did you two talk, Tilly? And what else did you do with this dead man?”
“Not a lot. See, he didn’t know you went to prison for killing a man in a bar fight. That proves we didn’t talk very much.”
“Fuck me! Really? A bar fight?” I say as I try to take a step back, but Tilly is right there, and I’d have to push her out of the way to retreat to moderate safety, and that would look really bad.
Spike is standing right in front of the door and I close my eyes and say a little prayer to let someone walk in and knock him out of the way. Spike laughs.
“Praying before you die, prick?”
I open my eyes and am about to say something witty as a small amount of light fills the frame of the door and someone pushes it with a great amount of force. Spike comes flying at me as I sidestep him and quickly turn back to grab his arm, the one with the knife at the end of it.
Thanks to all my working out, I’m kind of buff and easily pull the knife out of his grasp as he fumbles to regain his balance. I twist his arm back and face plant him on the bar.
“Blake!”
I turn my head to find a beautiful young woman with my name on her lips and nearly fall down as I see that it’s Rachelle.
“Rachelle, what in the hell are you doing here?” I ask with most likely a very surprised expression.
“I came to get you and drag you to Vegas to marry my stupid ass.” She crosses her arms in front of her and looks at the large man I have pinned to the bar. “A new friend?”
Tilly pops around me and says, “No, he isn’t. Look Blake, let him up, I’ll take care of Spike.”
Though I really don’t want to let the man up, I feel that I should so I can wrap the woman I love in my arms and let her take me to Vegas. I look at Tilly. “You can’t handle this man, Tilly.” I glance around and find another large guy and shout, “Hey, you.”
He points at himself and mouths, ‘me?’
“Yeah, you.” I say as I nod my head. “Can you come and make sure this guy stays put while I get the fuck out of here?”
He nods and makes his way to me. He takes the position I vacate, holding Spike down and I finally wrap Rachelle up in my arms. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”
Out we walk towards my truck. “We should hurry,” Rachelle says. “I doubt that guy is going to be able to keep the monster sized man held that long.”
Knowing she’s right, I hurry along and open the driver’s side door of my truck and lift her up to get in. She slides over to the middle and I get in. Turning the truck on, I look over at her, suddenly very sober.
“I’m glad to see you, Rachelle.”
Her smile fills my heart and I can’t wait to make this woman mine.
As we pull out of the parking lot, I drape my arm around her narrow shoulders and pull her close to me, leaving a kiss on the side of her head. She smiles up at me and says, “You really do seem glad to see me.”
“I really am glad to see you. I found myself second guessing the decision to leave Los Angeles a lot.” I squeeze her a little as I feel so happy I can hold her again.
“I deserved it, Blake. I’m sorrier than I’ve ever been in my entire life about anything. I hope one day you can forgive the stupid girl I am.” She looks away and frowns. “I tried to call and texted you a lot.”
“I tossed my phone,” I tell her. “I thought I should drop you and all our friends if I was to truly get over you. It proved impossible to stop thinking about you though. I’m pretty damn sure I would’ve been going back to find you tomorrow. And I accept your apology, Rachelle. And please don’t call yourself stupid, you are anything but that, baby.”
She smiles and pulls something out of her purse and they glimmer in her palm under the dashboard lights. “I stopped in Round Rock and got my great-grandparents’ wedding rings. They aren’t fancy, just plain gold bands, but I’d like us to use them to get married tonight. If you’re up to it, and still want me, that is.”
“I still want you! Don’t think I don’t.” I pause though as I don’t want her to feel like she has to marry me. “Rachelle, I don’t want to push you into something you’re not ready for.”
“I am ready.” She looks back at me with a frown covering her beautiful face. “Blake, I need to do this. I need you in my life, permanently. I want you like I never knew was possible. You’re right about having the security that goes along with marriage. I want that, I want what you want to provide for me, for our family we’ll have one day.”
Her words fall on my ears like snowflakes in December. Light, and beautiful and something I’ve been waiting for.
Rachelle
Straight back to the airport we went and got on Kip’s jet. Thankfully, Blake accepted my apology and agreed to get married tonight in Vegas. Kip, Peyton, Max, and Lexi are on their way there as we speak and we’re all going to meet up at this little wedding chapel.
Blake keeps kissing me here and there, murmuring how much he loves me as I sit on his lap on the plane. My arms wrapped around his neck, my face is buried in his broad chest. I can’t seem to get close enough to him.
With the privacy of the jet’s cabin I pull back and look at Blake. His blue, brown eyes gaze into mine and he smiles at me. “Thank you for coming to get me. I guess I never should’ve left L.A. That was kind of stupid of me.”
I press my finger to his lips. “Let’s leave the past and any mistakes or dumb things we did to each other there. I only want to move forward with you, Blake.”
I move my finger from his lips and replace it with mine. His hands roam over my back as he kisses me back. His tongue rolling over mine and we both moan.
My insides catch fire and I suddenly want him really bad. I turn on his lap and straddle him. His erection soon presses to my soft core. I grind against him and he suddenly pulls his mouth from mine.
“Does that little door at the back of the cabin lead to a bedroom?” he asks me.
“Yeah, I snooped around on my way to Lubbock. Wanna go in there?”
He gets up, holding me in his strong arms and takes me to the little bedroom. Playfully, he tosses me on the bed. “Strip.”
I giggle and get on my knees and begin to unbutton my shirt. Off it comes and I reach back and unhook my bra as Blake watches me. Once my breasts are loose he holds his hand up.
“Wait just a minute.” Blake leans over me and takes one of my breasts in his mouth and gently sucks it, making me wet immediately.
I run my hand down and press it to his erection his pants still keep from me. The button I find and open it, then move the zipper down and run my hand inside, running it over the soft skin, covering his rock hard dick I’m craving.
As I run my hand up and down the long length, Blake sucks and nips at my breast. I moan his name and it makes him suck harder, sending little jolts of electricity straight to my pussy.
I feels so damn good I just might orgasm with just this. His hands move over my body and one slips between us to run over me. I find myself shaking with need.
He pulls back and smiles at me. “Let’s just hurry up and get rid of these clothes.”
I nod in agreement and he stands up, shucking his clothes as I finish taking mine off, tossing them to the floor.
His body is so damn hot and I can’t believe he’s about to become my husband. I crawl backwards as he comes towards me. Lying my head on one of the fluffy pillows I stare into his eyes.
“I love you,” he tells me then his lips are on mine and he’s kissing me so softly I nearly want to cry. He pulls back and I see a shimmer in his eyes. “I really do love you Rachelle.”
“I love you, Blake.” My voice is quivering with raw emotion.
His hand cups the back of my neck as he kisses me again. The sweet kiss soon goes hard as he presses his body to mine. I want him to fill me with his hard dick, but he doesn’t.
One hand runs down and he runs his finger over my clit, making me arch up for more. Expertly he moves his finger up and down the folds which are becoming intensely hot. He dips into me only a little ways and it serves only to torture me.
I grind up to him and his smile I can feel as he kisses me. He pulls back, his lips grazing mine as he says, “What do you want, Rachelle?”
“You,” I moan. “I want you inside me, Blake.”
With one hand on each hip, he runs his nails over them, making me groan and arch up with need. “I’m going to fuck you now.”
“Please,” I beg. “Please, fuck me, Blake.”
In one swift motion he pulls back and rams into me. I cry out as the air is pushed out of my mouth and I feel him deep inside me. My legs wrap around his waist. “Blake!”
“Shh, no screaming until I tell you to,” he says as he pulls nearly all the way out and rams into me again.
I have to fight not to scream as it feels unbelievable and all I want to do is yell out. I do as he’s said though and stay quiet. In and out he goes, making hard thrusts that send my body into another world.
My head feels light as I hold in my moans. Little waves start moving inside me and I find the big wave is about to crash. Blake eases up his hard strokes and pulls back to look at me. “Say my name, Rachelle.”
“Blake,” I breathe out.
“Come.”
With that one word I let it go and moan low and deep as I do.
“God, you’re even more beautiful when you come, Rachelle.”
Pulling his body off mine, I feel the cold and only want him right back where he was. He turns me over and runs his hands over my back and down my ass. A hard slap he gives one cheek and I clench the muscles hard, preparing for another slap which he readily does to the other cheek.
Then his warm lips kiss the spot he hit first. His tongue running over the place that tingles. His fingers knead my other ass cheek as he kisses me. His mouth leaves my flesh as he gets on his knees behind me.
His hands wrap around my waist, pulling me up onto my knees. I think he’s about to push his dick into me and my body quivers with the anticipation. Instead though his lips touch my vagina and his tongue goes inside as his fingers take my clit and roll it between them.
The sensation sends my juices flowing, and he licks at me hungrily. The way he’s stroking my clit has me coming undone again and I moan as I come in his mouth.
Blake pulls his mouth off me and grabs my hips then thrusts into me. His groan as he does tells me he loves how his cock feels as my vagina pulses around it. Slow strokes he makes as he moans at the sensation.
My orgasm begins to wane, and he moves faster, making harder strokes. The way his balls are slapping my ass excites the shit out of me and I lean down on my elbows so he can go deeper inside me.
A moan escapes my lips and a hard slap lands on my ass. I bite my lip to keep in the next moan but can’t. It escapes and Blake’s hand lands on my ass again.
The sharp sensation as he does sends a rush through me and I find myself moaning again. Another hard slap I get then one hand grabs a fistful of my hair and he pulls it hard.
I gasp at the sensation and let out a little scream. “Fuck! Blake!”
His body tenses then heat fills me as he grunts then groans, leaning over my back.
He stays inside me until the last little pulses are over then he lets me lie down, his body covers mine for a moment then he rolls to the side as we both pant and try to catch our breath.
This looks to be the start of one fantastic night!
Blake
All I can see is her. Rachelle comes towards me down the aisle of blue carpeting. Little white benches line the sides. Max and Lexi sit on one side and Kip and Peyton the other.
Rachelle is glowing and the white wedding dress we bought when we got to Vegas makes her look like an angel. Peach colored roses fill the bouquet she carries as she comes to me.
My heart is pounding hard in my chest as she gets to me and turns to hand the flowers to Peyton. I take her hands in mine and can’t believe this is finally happening. “Hi,” I say.
“Hey,” she says with a smile.
I smile back. “Glad to see you came.”
“Glad you were waiting for me here. I wasn’t sure you’d be here.” She giggles.
“I wasn’t sure you’d come,” I say then chuckle. “Luck must be with me tonight.”
“I have to agree with you, Blake. It’s with us both tonight.” She smiles and melts my heart.
The justice of the peace clears his throat and I suppose he’d like to begin the ceremony. Reluctantly I turn to look at him and he proceeds to tell us what to say to one another.
The words I feel resonate through my body as I’ve never meant more from what I’ve said before. I am promising things and meaning them with every fiber of my being.
This woman is mine to protect, love, cherish, and keep with me forever. It’s a big responsibility and at this moment all I can think is, bring it on.
Rachelle
Peyton, Lexi, and I dance to a rock beat as Kip managed to highjack a small band and got them to play one of his songs for us. We scream like we’re his biggest fans, which I assume we are.
A hand runs along my side and lips touch my cheek as Blake slides in behind me, wrapping his arms around me and moving with me to the music. His words fall warm on my ear, “I love you, Mrs. Chandler.”
My lips quirk into a sideways grin as I think about my new name. I am Blake’s wife! Someday, I’ll be the mother of Blake’s children!
No matter what happens in this crazy life, I will han
g onto these moments when we came together to become one.
I turn in his arms and wrap mine around his neck, dancing with him. Max has one arm around Lexi and one around Peyton as they sway to the music and look at us.
Max gives me a nod and a smile. If it weren’t for his brutal honesty I might not be dancing here in the arms of the man I love. I mouth the words, thank you, to him and bury my head in Blake’s neck.
I press my lips to his neck as he moves us to the music. His chest vibrates against mine as he moans. I whisper in his ear, “After this song, let’s disappear to our room, okay?”
Blake nods and dances closer to Max and the girls. “Hey guys, we’re going to take off for the night. Let’s meet up for breakfast in the morning.”
They laugh and Max says, “Got it. You want to consummate the nuptials, we get it.”
I blush and hide my face as Blake dances us away from our friends. I lean on him as he holds me tight and takes me to the elevator. There are people in it and I find myself wishing there was no one in it as all I can think about is getting my clothes off and wrapping myself with my husband.
The way Blake’s looking at me with a hunger in his eyes tells me he’s on the same page I am. The elevator doors open on our floor and he pulls me out and we run down the long hallway to our hotel room.
He runs the card to open the door and pushes it open. I start to walk in, but he suddenly picks me up and carries me into the room. His mouth takes mine as he takes me inside and the door shuts behind us.
He places my feet back on the floor and takes his mouth off mine, looking at me intensely. “How do you feel?”
“Better than I ever have,” I say and reach up and push his black suit jacket off his wide shoulders then unbutton his white shirt and run my hands over his muscled chest.
He pulls me close and runs his hands over my back and unzips the back of the white dress then pushes it off my shoulders, sending it down my body, landing in a heap at my feet.
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