If there were ever a case of eye fucking it happened to me on my journey down the carpet. His eyes burned each time I took a step. He stared me down roving over my dress. When I was fairly close I knew exactly when he saw my nipple rings because his mouth dropped into an o and his eyes turned into hooded shutters.
That made me giggle just as I stepped to his side and he took my hand. Lila was standing beside me staring daggers at Cailen and Alick was on his other side giving me appreciative glances and smiling with true pride. I felt like I was watching a tennis tournament taking in the looks from each direction.
The minister began his speech and we stood as close as possible to one another. Each time I looked over I caught him eyeing another part of my anatomy. At one point I raised my heel and rammed it into his shoe when I noticed he was staring at my tits and licking his lips.
He sucked in a breath and whispered, “Sorry, love.”
Lila handed me several tissues during the vows. They got me, especially when Cailen added a few of his own.
Then the minister said a few parting words and when he pronounced us husband and wife Cailen grabbed me under my arms and threw me into the air kissing me fiercely when my lips fell onto his.
When I broke the kiss he leaned into my ear and whispered, “You took my breath away when I saw you come out of that door. I can’t describe how beautiful you are right now, Em. You’re just fucking gorgeous and now you are mine.” He pulled back and gripped my face to devour me in front of all the screaming Scots on the lawn.
I pulled back and raised a brow. “The exact same can now be said about you. You are mine and that comes with a price let me tell you.”
He gave me the goofiest grin then said, “I’ll fucking pay it, love. Whatever it is it’s yours.”
I laughed and kissed him quickly on the lips as I pulled him toward the rambunctious drunk mob.
Kincaid was the first to pull me into a bone-crushing hug. “Congratulation, Emberly! Keep that asshole in line, would ya?” He teased.
I smiled and was passed to Rory who offered me a congratulations and a kiss to the cheek. I squealed when Mac spun me around several times before setting me back on the ground and planting a kiss right to my lips.
Alick walked over and punched him hard in the arm then turned to me. “Welcome to our little family, Emberly. I’m honored to have you.”
My throat swelled and I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Thank you, Alick. It’s good to be a part of a family but it’s the best to be a part of this one.” I pulled back and smiled.
Lila stood to the side with a scowl. I tilted my head and walked over. “Take Kincaid to the fucking bathroom and screw his brains out already. You are driving me NUTS!”
She screeched a laugh. “Fuck you.”
“I love you, too bitch.”
She smiled and pulled me into a tight hug.
Cailen tapped me on the arm. “Are you ready for a drink, sweetheart? I have a room set up inside for all of us to celebrate before we go to the tent. Is that ok?”
I grinned. “Lead the way husband.”
“Fuck I love the sound of that.”
He grabbed my hand and led us into the house. Kincaid had glasses for everyone already lined up and full. Two were passed to Cailen and I.
Alick raised his glass. “To my brother, may you be as happy everyday as you are today. You are the bravest most kind person I’ve ever met and I am proud to call you my friend.” He tipped his drink then looked at me. “To Emberly, thank you for loving him the way he always deserved to be loved. I wish you all the happiness this life has to offer.” Everyone toasted and began drinking. Alick spoke again. “And may you always be his ‘Pretty Bitch’.”
I choked on my drink and Cailen yelled laughing. I looked over and even Lila was grinning. It was perfect.
After we successfully downed two bottles of whisky Cailen gripped my hand and began leading us out the door. When we stepped onto the grass screams erupted and congratulations rained from the crowd.
I was lifted and spun more than Ginger Rogers. It was clear that Cailen had done things right in his life. These people adored him and I couldn’t have been more proud.
At one point a stab of loneliness crept in because I literally had two people that had ever really cared about me and they were standing on either side. My horrible attitude and terrible reputation had exiled everyone I’d ever met.
Regret burned my body.
Cailen reached for my face. “Gemma, talk to me. What’s wrong? Is it me? Did I do something.” His eyes were sad.
I shook my head closing my eyes. “No. You are the only thing right in my life.” I touched his cheek. “I love you.”
He smiled wide. “I love you too, Emberly Carmichael.”
I sighed. “That sounds so fucking awesome.”
At that moment we were ushered away by the planner for the cake cutting. We reached the monstrous eight-tiered monstrosity and I cut my eyes. Cailen smiled sheepishly and gripped my waist. I was handed the cutter and messily carved out a huge piece of fluffy white cake with rich whipped icing.
I took my hand and scooped up a mass of icing and proceeded to shove it into his mouth smearing his face and licking his lips.
He never complained.
Once that was over I was able to fully appreciate the spread Cailen had arranged. There were equal amounts of identically decorated tables spaced throughout the tent. A beautiful ice sculpture with a running fountain anchored the center and a massive dance floor circled the area. A huge band was seated in the corner playing a plethora of music. Servers were moving effortlessly through the crowds with trays of drinks. Out friends were laughing heartily and people were mingling everywhere.
I let out a breath of contentment. What a perfect day.
“Where do you want to go on your honeymoon, beautiful?” He asked kissing my neck and running his tongue lightly up the back of my neck.
I shivered.
“Bed.” I whispered breathlessly.
He groaned. “That’s definitely where we are starting but I want to take you somewhere special. Anywhere.”
“I’ve been everywhere, bagpipe, just as long as I’m with you and I have your cock’s full attention I will be happy.”
“You are going to be the happiest woman on earth then.” He lilted.
I grinned. “That’s what I’m counting on.”
He laughed into my ear. “I need to tell you that my cock is still hard from seeing your nipple rings sparkle in the sun when you walked down the isle. It was fucking awesome.”
“I know.” I smirked.
He grabbed my ass and I felt his fingers close to my glory hole. I gasped loud and he chuckled in my ear. “Just wait, love.”
I purred and he nearly scooped me off the floor and ran for the door.
I chuckled. “I’m kinda scared what we will have waiting for us.” I admitted.
He made a face. “What do you mean?”
“Well, we are both going to be worked up into a frenzy and by the time we get naked we may just fucking kill each other with passion.”
He laughed louder than I’d ever heard. “I’ll die a happy man, gorgeous.”
“Ditto.”
We stood laughing and staring at each other when Alick walked over and gave me a hug.
“Thank you.” He said simply.
“For what?” I stuttered.
He grinned. “For loving that bastard. He’s the best man I’ve ever known and he will love you and take care of you until the day he dies, Emberly.”
I looked over at Cailen who was laughing with Rory. “I know. As will I.” I looked back at Alick and he smiled handing me a huge glass of whisky. “Thank you!” I huffed.
“Anytime, sis.” He smiled.
Over the next hour I was passed and poked by just about every individual attending. I learned that Cailen Carmichael is not only a heartbreaker but he is an excellent businessman and true friend. There were several women that offere
d heartless congratulations accompanied by scowls and sneers.
I just smiled. Nothing could nor would ruin this day because he was my angel. Just as I was being groped by an eager elderly man Cailen secured my hand and wrapped his hands around my waist. I grinned and looked around at his face.
He smiled. “You are going to have every fucking man needing a pace-maker, love. It’s just not fair.” He joked.
“Oh stop. You’re just horny.” I grumbled.
“And you could take care of that right now, Gemma.” He mused.
“How about I service myself and you watch?”
It looked as though Cailen had a stroke. His eyes turned black his mouth slacked and his breathing stopped.
In other words, I couldn’t have been more entertained.
I just snorted into my glass and drained the contents. He still hadn’t recovered when Lila came to kidnap me. I touched my forefinger to the tip of his shocked nose and strode into the masses.
Lila yanked me onto the dance floor for several off-color songs until the band finally made it into the twenty first century and belted out a little Barbara Streisand. I can’t tell you how happy that made me.
We drunkenly belted the lyrics and gyrated our hips to the tunes. Then when a familiar song pierced the tent my eyes searched for my prince. He surprised me from behind and wound his arms around my waist as he pulled me hard into his hips.
“I couldn’t help it. I saw you moving those gorgeous hips and I needed to be the scratching post.” He lilted.
I ran my hands through his thick beautiful hair. “I missed you.” I said honestly.
He smiled. “I’ve been counting the seconds on this miserable watch wondering when was an appropriate time to steal you back. I miss you every minute, love.”
I laid my head on his chest as he led us around the dance floor. When the song was over he pulled my hand to the bar. He gripped two glasses of whisky and handed one to me. I took a moment to scan the room and appreciate all the happy people.
Rory and Kincaid had Lila pressed together on the dance floor. I wasn’t sure who looked horniest. Alick was being chatted up by a buxom blonde but I swear I kept catching his eyes dart to Lila every few seconds. That made me smile, because if there were anyone to tame her it would be him.
My life was finally complete. After years of running and shoving people away I now had a solid unit surrounding me. And it was all because of the man standing beside me that just wouldn’t give up hope.
I stood on my toes and sealed my mouth over those beautiful lips. He closed his eyes and hummed as I tenderly told him how much he meant to me. When I brought my face back he was smiling.
“That’s exactly how I want to wake up every morning.”
“Pucker up buttercup.” I hummed.
He grinned and tipped back his drink. The night fell and Cailen pulled me from the tent. When I stepped onto the lawn my jaw dropped. A makeshift dance floor was staged next to the water and thousands of lights hung between the trees lighting the area with soft delicate rays.
People were sitting at the tables enjoying the huge spread of food being served on silver trays. Candles lit the tables casting shadows across the lawn. It was incredibly romantic and unbelievably beautiful. In two days time he had created a perfect ceremony. I just stared at him in awe. The man was a God.
“I don’t even know what to say to you right now. To say that I am impressed would be retarded. You are incredible Mr. Carmichael.”
“Well, thank you Mrs. Carmichael. I aim to please, love.” He said screwing a ridiculous grin to his mouth.
“Speaking of pleasing… I roughly remember someone promising to devour me anytime I wish. You even added that to you vows, yes?”
He growled in my ear. “Any fucking time, gorgeous. Anytime.”
I grinned. “Just making sure.”
His hands began a hungry trek down my body and I felt the heat rising under my skin and spreading between my legs.
I sighed. “We at least need to eat before we screw the shit out of each other.”
He immediately threw his fingers into his mouth and whistled loudly at a waiter. “Two over here, please.”
I just hung my head giggling. He pulled a chair for me and slid me forward. I propped my head up on the table and closed my eyes listening to the music flow softly from the tent. Cailen pulled my hand down and stroked the band on my finger, smiling. My eyes automatically rested on the wide platinum band surrounding his finger. The goo began pooling in my chest when I chanted to myself he’s mine.
The waiter appeared with two silver plates. I examined mine and smiled like hell. A petite sirloin topped a Shallot Spelt Risotto and an Aubergine Puree. My mouth watered.
Cailen smiled and I grabbed my cutlery and began my assault. When I was spearing my last bite the waiter appeared and asked about dessert. Before I could reply Cailen cleared his throat.
“I’ll be serving her dessert in our bed directly, thank you.”
I nearly choked and coughed as I laughed. He grinned at me through hooded eyes and I gulped the enormous bite hard down my throat. He wiped his mouth and reached for my hand linking our fingers.
He didn’t bother addressing anyone as we made our way at an absurdly fast pace back into the house.
When we stepped inside he pulled my fingers to his mouth. “Just a sec.” He disappeared around the corner and a few seconds later he strolled back carrying an extremely elaborate camera. It had long lenses attached and buttons everywhere.
I shook my head. “Now, I know we’re kinky and all but an erotic photo session may be a little over the top, bagpipe.”
He snorted. “Not even close, Gemma. I just want to capture you in that dress so I’ll never forget how fucking beautiful you are right now.”
He lifted the device to his face, turning and twisted with each shutter. I covered my face embarrassed but he continued feverishly when the blush covered my cheeks. He grunted and circled me capturing every tiny movement.
After a few moments I began to feel the intimacy he had behind the camera, what he sees. My expressions changed and my movements were natural and unscripted. I walked around him thinking about every muscle rippling beneath his jacket. How his hands feel when he is claiming me, how his tongue feels when he is pleasing me. All these thoughts made me forget there was a camera—it was just him.
Before I knew it I was close enough to whisper in his ear. The shuttering stilled and his breathing hitched.
“I’m so wet right now thinking about what you were seeing through that lens when I was thinking about your body and how you please me.” I breathed the words into his ear.
He gulped. “It was all I could do to hold the fucking camera, Gemma.” His voice was hoarse and husky.
He pulled back to look into my eyes and it was like a bolt of lightening struck us in unison. The camera was tossed onto a nearby chair and I was in his arms instantaneously.
He jogged us back to our room where he sat me on the ground and crashed his lips to mine. I ran my fingers through his hair and moaned as he traced my nipples with his forefinger.
He turned me around and slowly picked apart each pearl button sliding the lace down my body. I stepped out of the pool of fabric and he leaned down to lift it, smoothing the delicate lace and gently placing it on a hanger.
When he turned back and saw the special gift I had made for him a huge smile spread across his face. My pearly white sheer bra hugged my breasts tight with pearls and lace adorning the straps and lining around the cups. In the center of each breast there were identical monogrammed letters: MRS. In pale yellow stones surrounded by tiny pearls. The panties matched the bra and elegant script crossed the sheer fabric: Carmichael.
His eyes were appreciating every single letter when he finally looked back to my face. “You have no idea what that does to me, Gemma.”
I pulled him roughly to me. “If it does anything similar that it does to me then I can’t believe you haven’t ripped them
off.” I said as I licked his lips.
“No need for ripping, love, I’m a master at making them fly off unscathed.”
And within seconds I was naked. I gripped his jacket and shoved it off his arms then fisted his shirt tearing it open from the top down. Buttons flew across the room clinking as they hit various surfaces. “I’m not so much…” I smirked into his mouth.
He smiled as he grabbed his belt and had his pants pooled on the floor in seconds. I ran my finger underneath the gathered elastic of his boxers and slipped my hand inside to palm his hard cock.
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