“When did she tell you?”
“Right after Marcus attended the conference in Las Vegas.”
Cherilyn sat down stunned. Edna had figured it out so early on, and they thought no one had noticed.
“Miss Johnson you were scheduled for a promotion anyway but knowing you were in a relationship we decided to place you and Marcus even closer together to see what would happen. And we kept close tabs. Both of you handled it well. Then we decided to open a branch in Myrtle Beach, the golf is just too good to resist. I decided to up the ante as it were and gave it to you two to see what would happen.” He paused looking from one to the other, “I have to say you restore my faith in the good nature of people. You think after all that has happened in the past we wouldn’t keep a tight hold on everything?”
He paused, but it was obviously a rhetorical question. “Not only are you both model employees, more importantly nothing financial has gone amiss. And you especially Marcus had access to monies but not one cent is unaccounted for. Now, company policy does, yes, frown on interoffice relationships, but if you both act professional and continue to do good work, I’d like to keep you both on. And if you must be together, the question is - where? Both of you here or in Myrtle beach?”
Marcus and Cherry looked at each other. “Myrtle beach,” they said simultaneously. It was the perfect choice, they both loved the weather there and it was close to Marcus’ family.
“That’s settled then. We’ll have no more talk of quitting.”
William’s eyes fluttered open to see his uncle’s stern face above him.
Mr. Daycroft grimaced. “C’mon nephew - let’s go have a private talk in my office.”
Once they were alone, Marcus said, “Let’s go to your place.” She could tell his intention by the look in his eyes.
“We have to finish the day,” Cherilyn whispered, looking around at the other employees who were scrambling to get back to work after watching everything that had just happened.
“There’s already enough gossip a little more won’t hurt you, besides you don’t work in this office anymore, anyway. Tell Mrs. Daines you’re making arrangements to move to Myrtle Beach permanently. She can have everything here boxed and sent down there.”
Marcus and Cherry only made it as far as her car in the parking garage before they began passionately kissing. “We should go before we are anymore compromised,” Cherry said a little breathless.
Marcus, kissing her neck, reluctantly agreed. “Don’t want to make the boss regret his decision.”
“And we don’t want to run into anyone especially not Edna Daines.”
Marcus smiled, “Aw, I don’t know I’m gonna miss her, she’s a hot little number.”
“Marcus, stop!” Cherry giggled.
Lying in Cherilyn’s bed both of them naked, Marcus thought her eyes were the kind a man could drown in. He ran a finger down the bridge of her nose and softly caressed her cheek. Her lips curled up ever so slightly, a smile that conveyed a hundred secrets and he wanted to uncover every one of them. His body responded to hers in a way he had never experienced before, a heat, a kismet, a blending of souls. An energy, a need to possess tempered with a desire to make every experience with her last, but with unparalleled quality.
His hand trailed her chest and melded to her breast, squeezing, holding, manipulating eliciting a response from her. She shifted into him and moved her hand down his front to grasp him. He sucked in a breath and continued staring into her eyes. His woman. His life.
Her hand moved around to his backside caressing and pulling him closer to her. She kissed him sweet and tenderly, her lips a joy. He loved the feel of her fingertips teasing up and down his back. His skin was on fire.
He kissed the side of her neck enjoying the scent of her. His hands roamed her body making her gasp. He enveloped her breast with his mouth. One hand he entwined with hers, his other hand circled her smooth behind. He moved over to taste the other breast. He loved her breasts, the shape, the feel of them, he enjoyed using his mouth to suck and lick and hands to touch and squeeze. He could stay there forever and die a happy man.
The curve of her waist and belly button was a curiosity, the way she giggled if he even lightly touched her there. Knowing her body intimately he tongued her belly button delighting in the giggle that rippled across her lower abdomen. When he rubbed his hand between her legs she quivered. It gave him great satisfaction to be able to elicit such a reaction in her.
Marcus moved her leg and caressed the inside of her thigh. He kissed the skin there, an especially soft, tender skin and almost by reflex she moved her other thigh outward. He kissed the inside of that leg also. When he touched the tip of his tongue to her clitoris she arched her back and her breathing became rapid. He continued softly tonguing for several moments, then ran his tongue down and into her, then placed a finger there moving slowly in and out of her. When he pressed his lips to her clit and sucked, her body stiffened and she gripped the sheets moaning. Marcus held onto her as she moved and bucked against him and her loud cries filled the bedroom. Keeping his fingers moving and lips tight to her until he knew by her collapse onto the bed that she had orgasmed.
He tried not to get a big ego but it filled him with pride to be able to pleasure her so much.
She took a ragged breath- “Baby.”
Marcus smirked, “Yes?”
“What you do to me - you do so fine.”
He laughed, “I think women should be worshipped.”
“Well, amen to that.”
He gave her a moment to recover, then turned her slightly, so she was lying on her stomach because he loved looking at her ass. It was perfect. He used both hands to massage it. It was so soft and just the right amount of fat.
“I love this tush,” Marcus rubbed and squeezed, “it’s the best tushy I’ve ever seen in my life. Honey, you’ve got one fine ass.” She turned her head back to him, laughing, but when he slid his hand between her legs she drew in a quick breath, her eyes becoming heavy-lidded.
She moved up onto all fours and backed up to the edge of the bed. He stood. This view, this angle was overwhelmingly stimulating to him. He entered her, moving slowly, the feeling of having her aroused, warm, vagina surrounding his cock was intoxicating. The eroticness of his most sensitive part moving into and out of her most precious part, just these two connecting, nothing else touching, so heightened the awareness of the sensations he experienced. With deliberate gyrations he held onto her hips. She moved back and forth with him in perfect unison. He loved watching himself moving in and out of her. He went slowly at first, trying to sustain it, but quickly giving way to pumping rapidly, he just couldn’t help himself, it just felt so damn good. The exquisite pressure of pushing in each time, an unqualified pleasure beyond anything he had ever experienced in this lifetime. Their bodies moving together creating a combustible friction, her head arched, crying out, her breasts swaying back and forth. She continued moaning, the sounds arousing him further, he pulled her hips to him rhythmically pumping over and over culminating in a frantic pulsating intense release.
The two of them collapsed onto the bed.
Cherry moved into the crook of his arm, her body warm against him, keeping a hand on his chest.
Marcus was almost embarrassed by how out of breath he was. His heart rate rapid, a galloping beating in his chest. “Baby. What you do, you do so fine.”
She giggled. “I think we are a good match.”
“Me too. That’s why I think you should marry me.”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
“You’re seriously asking me to marry you like this? Right here and right now?”
“Are you seriously thinking about turning me down? I came across several state lines for you.” Marcus arranged the pillows behind them.
Cherilyn pouted, “I thought a proposal would be over dinner at a fancy restaurant.”
“You want me down on one knee baby, I’m ready to go.”
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sp; “This just isn’t the way I pictured it.”
He put an arm around her shoulders, “Imagine though when people ask ‘how did Marcus propose?’ Your toes will curl thinking about this night. I think it’s the perfect memory to have. There cannot in the history of couples be a more passionate moment.”
“You’re right.”
Marcus looked stunned. “I’m right?” He held a hand to his ear, “Can I get that one more time?”
“You’re right.”
“If ‘will you marry me’ is what every woman wants to hear, you have to know ‘you’re right’ is what every man wants to hear. I never thought it’d happen to me though, it’s kind of like seeing Bigfoot.”
“Don’t let it go to your head.”
“No, ma’am.” Marcus turned toward her and held her face in both hands, “Cherilyn, I love you. Marry me, please, I’m begging you.”
Cherry smiled, “Marcus-”
Worry crept into his face and he pulled back slightly.
Cherilyn sat up, “Listen to me - I love you too, sweetie. Yes, a thousand times yes. I would love to marry you.”
Marcus hugged her, “My wife.”
“My hubby-wubby.”
“What?”
Cherilyn cracked up laughing, collapsing back onto the bed, “never mind - inside joke. I promise never to say that again.”
He lay down next to her, couldn’t take his eyes off her. A look of appreciation on his face. “I think we’re going to be very happy together. Forever.”
“I think you’re right.”
“I was right twice in one night? Someone pinch me.”
“Ouch.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The wedding was set to begin at sunset on the beach in front of the hotel where the reception would take place. Cherry’s friends had flown down to South Carolina for the occasion and Marcus’ family drove to Myrtle Beach. Tash, of course, was maid of honor and Tad was the best man. The entire bridal party was formally dressed but, barefoot. The men wore black tuxedos, while the bridesmaids were dressed in silvery, silky long dresses with spaghetti straps and a scoop neck. Cherry looked angelic wearing a halo of baby’s breath in her hair. Her wedding gown was luminescent white, strapless with a fitted lace bodice, and a satin gown with mounds of flowing silk chiffon dotted with crystals. But the prettiest thing about her by far was her smile, which nothing could dampen today.
Keke and Melanie were bridesmaids. Robyn sat with Marcus’ family, as did David. Cherilyn was pleased Robyn was able to be here because she obviously made Keke so very happy and she knew Melanie and David were excited for her also. Cherry wanted to cry she felt so happy. “All the people I love together in one place.”
Cherry stepped gingerly onto the beach, holding up her gown. The warm softness of the sand felt good on the soles of her feet. With only a few steps she stood in front of Marcus. The music, the flowers, the words of the minister all paled to the moment when Marcus placed the wedding ring on her finger.
He held both her hands and began his vows, “Cherilyn, you have changed my life for the better. I didn’t even know what I was missing until I met you, now, I cannot even imagine my life without you. Every song I hear, every sunset I see, even the very air I breathe, everything is sweeter because you are in the world. You are the very center of my universe. I cherish you, and plan on showing you how much every day for the rest of my life.” Marcus put one hand over his heart. “Cherilyn, my love, my life, my heart, I love you and I promise to love you, forever and always.”
Cherilyn placed the ring on Marcus’ finger, “Marcus, I adore you and I love you. My husband, love of my life, my one and only, I promise to love, honor and respect you. I promise to be there for you in any way you need through good times and bad. I will always have your back. I promise to love you, forever and always.”
Pastor James pronounced them husband and wife. After they kissed, their family and friends erupted in applause. Camille was the first to move forward and congratulate them, “Marcus it does my heart good to see you so happy.” She hugged her son. Then turned to Cherry to hug her also.
Cherry smiled back at her, “Thank you, Mrs. Black.”
“None of that, now. I’d like it if you called me Mom.”
Cherilyn’s eyes filled with tears, “I’d like that too. I want you to know I’ll be a good wife and I will always be there for Marcus. I’ll take good care of him.”
Camille hugged her. “I know you will, honey.”
Marcus lifted Cherilyn up to carry her to the reception hall, but with a devilish look in his eye he ran towards the water. Cherry screamed in sheer panic, “Marcus, you wouldn’t dare!”
He stopped inches from the ocean laughing, “I would never do anything to make you unhappy,” and kissed her. The photographer was able to capture many candid shots, and then the whole bridal party posed for pictures.
Champagne started to flow and the reception began. Once the guests had found their seats for dinner and the bridal party was situated at the head table, Tad rose to give his toast.
“I have a very personal and selfish reason to be glad Marcus and Cherilyn have gotten married today. It was because of them getting together that I was able to meet a most spectacular woman myself, our maid of honor Miss Tashida Jones.” He gestured in her direction as people applauded. “And, for the record, none of you single men are allowed to look at her for the rest of the night, just sayin’.” Tash feigned embarrassment to the point of making many of the guests laugh, but it was obvious she was enjoying the moment. “But back to our wedding toast, if Tash and me, or any other couple in this room, in this whole country, in fact, could have even a tenth of the happiness you two have found they would be very lucky indeed.” Tad raised his glass, “And even though I think it is already a guarantee for you two I would like to wish you both a lifetime of happiness. Everyone please join me in raising your glasses to Marcus and Cherilyn, may God smile on them and adorn them with many blessings.”
“Hear, hear.”
“To the happy couple.”
“Many blessings.”
“Smother them with blessings,” Tash whispered. “Just kidding,” she giggled when Cherry swatted her shoulder.
Marcus and Cherry went to the center of the room for their first dance. Looking into the smiling face of Marcus, her husband, the man she loved, the song, this moment, everything was perfect. His eyes held the depth of emotion he felt for her, and it made her want to stay there forever.
Marcus pulled her close and embraced her. She rested a head on his shoulder, but didn’t close her eyes not wanting to miss a moment of this wonderful night. She smiled seeing Melanie, Tashida and Keke standing together watching her. Tash raised a glass at her and Cherilyn was reminded of last night.
The four friends got together yesterday evening for one last wild single girls night out for Cherilyn. Tash had raised her glass in toast, “Well, what I’m about to say just might shock you all here, but I take full credit for these two lovebirds getting together.” Tashida laughed, “yup, that’s right if I hadn’t gotten drunk in - ” Tash gestured for them to join in and all four yelled, “VEGAS, BABY!”
“Well, if I hadn’t gotten drunk, she wouldn’t have gone looking for Marcus and she probably would have ended up married to a gigolo. Or a stripper who would wave junk in her face.”
“Speaking of strippers.” Melanie said.
“You didn’t!” Cherry squealed. The muscled exotic dancer that approached them was wearing a hard hat and a tool belt and little else. Cherilyn laughed, but his gyrating so embarrassed her she had to cover her face. And although her friends enjoyed her discomfort, she was glad it was only one dance. Tash leaned in, “Don’t you think if Edna Daines was here, she’d know what to do with a stack of one dollar bills?”
Cherilyn smiled at the memory of last night, and held Marcus close as they danced at their reception. She was ecstatic to be married to the man she loved and not have to go to any more bachelorette partie
s.
After their first dance, the happy couple returned to their seats. Tash stood to make a toast. Marcus squeezed Cherry’s hand because he could tell she was nervous wondering what Tash would come out with.
Tashida cleared her throat, “I have known Cherry longer than anyone in this room and somehow I feel this gives me special privilege to say whatever I feel like.”
“Oh no,” Melanie whispered.
“Oh yes, she’s my best friend and I love her.”
A tear rolled down Cherry’s face.
Tash smiled at her. “It seems in an odd way like I’m the parent sending their child off to college, I feel like I will have this empty place that will never be filled again. But, as much I will miss our single girl days, I cannot deny the happiness this man has brought to my good friend. I have seen her light up and shine in a way I have never witnessed before. It makes it somehow a little easier to let her go knowing she has found love with the perfect man.”
“Hear, hear.”
Tash held up one hand signaling she wasn’t quite done. “And to the perfect man I’d like to say: You hurt one hair on her head and I will track you down and kill you.”
Marcus was a little stunned, and worried seeing the intense look on Tash’s face.
Smiling innocently Tash batted her eyelashes and raised her glass, “To the happy couple.”
Cherry laughed seeing the look on Marcus’ face, “She doesn’t mean it.” She glanced at her friend, “at least I think she doesn’t.”
All the guests at the reception continued to have a great time and partied the night away. Marcus danced with his mother. Tad danced with Tashida, and then afterwards Tash ran up to Cherry with a face overflowing with happiness.
“Tad asked me to move to Summerville so we can spend more time together and see if this relationship can become something more permanent,” Tash jumped up and down oozing excitement. “Now, you and I can still be close and see each other all the time!”
Cherry hugged her for a long time thinking this night couldn’t get any better.
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