“Oh, this?” Vincent looked down and shrugged his shoulders. “We won’t be coming back here tonight, or the rest of the weekend.” He said, matter-of-factly.
“But my work!” I started panicking; I needed to work this weekend even if it is Thanks Giving.
He just smiled at me and started walking out the apartment. “Don’t worry, I’ve sorted it out, your boss is not expecting you for the rest of the weekend.”
Vincent’s Dodge was standing in front of the building. He opened the door for me and helped me into the car, before loading my bags into the back. I watched him as he moved. How could I have been so lucky to have a man like him in my life?
He got into the car. “One more thing.” He pulled something black out of his pocket. A blindfold!
“Really? You’re going to blindfold me? Is that really necessary?” I’m not a huge fan of the dark.
“Yes I am. Put it on, quickly, before I do it for you.” He ordered.
I did as I was told and sat back into the seat. Since that dreaded day when Hunter had kidnapped me, I had been afraid of the dark. But since then, Vincent had been my light, pulling me into his golden glow. It hadn’t been easy. I rested my head of the back of the seat and just let go, enjoying the music. Make you Miss me from Sam Hunt started playing on the radio. He placed his hand on mine and ran his fingers over my ring. It had only been four months since we were engaged, and most of that time we had been apart.
I awoke with a kiss in my cheek and Vincent telling me that we had arrived. I must have fallen asleep, I didn’t know how long we had been driving, I tried to take the blindfold off my eyes, but he stopped me.
“No, just a little longer, wait for me, I’ll come and get you.”
I had butterflies, feeling high with the anticipation of what he had planned. As he opened the door, I could smell the ocean and feel the breeze on my skin. My eyes were still covered, but I could feel the goose bumps spreading over my entire body. He took my hand in his and pulled me gently out of the car, closing the door behind me.
“Can I take this off yet?” I tried to take the blindfold off my eyes but he placed his hand over mine, stopping me.
“Just a little longer.” He placed his hand on my elbow as we walked.
We stopped, and he came to stand behind me, placing his hands on my hips and then his lips on the back of my neck, very gently placing butterfly kisses all the way up to my ear. Then he took the blindfold off. I slowly opened my eyes; he kissed me on the neck. The scene in front of me took my breath away. The sun was just starting to set over the ocean; it looked like we were on a secluded beach, in a cove. There were clusters of lanterns everywhere, and right in the middle was canopy with a table set up. Everywhere you looked were white roses with just a hint on purple on the edges.
Vincent took my hand and started walking towards the table, he took a remote out of his pocket and soft music started playing, it was All of Me by John Legend. This was our song. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes. He just looked down at me, his eyes filled with passion and love.
“Dance with me?” He took my hand, twirled me in his arms and we started moving to the music. He placed his hands on the small of my back and pulled me tight against his body. I placed my hand over his heart and closed my eyes, losing myself to him, allowing him to lead me. I would go anywhere with him. The love I felt for him seemed too big for my heart to handle, tears started rolling down my face. I opened my eyes and saw the wet marks on his white shirt. He placed his finger under my chin and lifted my face to look at him.
“Why are you crying?” He traced his thumb over the droplets on my cheek.
“I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.” I lifted onto my toes to kiss him on his lips. A kiss that started soft and gentle but turned into something more, a promise of love, a love that was far greater than the both of us.
“I love you more my angel, you are my world, I’m lucky to have you in my life, I can’t wait for the day I can call you my wife.” He bent down, scooped me into his arms and started walking towards the ocean.
I started struggling in his arms, I had flashbacks of the day he carried me into the ocean before, fully dressed.
“Vincent, No! Please don’t, this dress is too pretty to be ruined, PLEASE!!” I wrapped my arms around his neck and clung to him for dear life.
I could feel the vibration of laughter in his chest. I looked up to see his eyes smiling down at me.
“Not just now, maybe a little later, if you behave yourself.” He lowered me to my feet and pulled the chair out so I could sit.
There was a beautiful vase with the same white flowers on the table. I ran my finger over the tip of the rose petals, and lifted the vase to smell them. But a thorn pricked me on my finger, I yelped, and stuck my finger in my mouth. Vincent took my hand and gently licked the little drop of blood that had formed. He held my finger in his mouth, sucking and licking it gently. We sat staring at each over for what felt like a life time. I pulled my finger out of his mouth, it had stopped bleeding.
Dinner was amazing, we talked and talked and laughed even more. We made plans for our wedding in the spring. My mother had everything already planned, she was so excited. But Vincent and I agreed to a small wedding, with just our friends and family on the beach. By then the sun was completely set and the sky was lit up by thousands of starts. It was a beautiful, clear night. After we had finished our dinner Vincent got up and walked around the table.
“I have another surprise for you, come.” He took my hand and led me to the left of the beach just beyond the rocks.
I could not believe my eyes. Sitting on a wooden deck, was a Jacuzzi surrounded with candles, white rose petals floating on the water, and just behind it a big dark wood four poster bed, draped with white linen.
My heart melted. The thought that a man had done all of this for me…I felt like the luckiest woman alive. He took me in his arms and we danced, like we didn’t have a care in the world. All that mattered was him and I. As we danced he started singing softly to me.... I have died everyday waiting for you, darling don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years, I’ll love you for a thousand more. He kissed me with such a passion that I got chills all over my body.
While the music continued to play, I started stripping the jacket off his shoulders. It fell to the floor by our feet, next was his tie and then slowly I started with his buttons. In no time at all he was standing topless in front of me. I loved running my fingers across the contours of his chest, he was perfect in every way.
“My turn.” He said gently, but I could hear the desire in his voice. He slid the straps of my dress over my shoulders and let it drop to my feet. I had nothing on but my pink strapless lace bra and matching G-string. He stepped away to look at me, I heard the sharp intake of his breath. He reached out and pulled me against him. I could feel my nipples reacting to the touch of his body against mine. Every part of my body was aware of every part of his. The tingling in the pit of my tummy was starting to spread to the rest of my body. I wanted him so badly. No, I needed him so badly. His hand travelled up my back till he found the clasp of my bra. Before I knew it, it was lying on the floor. His fingers slipped into the band of my panties, in one quick move he ripped them off my body. My eyes sprung open looking at him. I could not only see the lust in his eyes, but I felt it pressing into my tummy.
“I need to be inside you now.” He stepped away from me and very, very quickly rid himself of his shoes and pants. He picked me up and stepped into the Jacuzzi. He gently lowered us into the bubbling warm water. It was heavenly. He turned me so I was straddling his hips. He pulled the pins from my hair, letting it cascade over my shoulders. Locking my fingers at the back of his neck, I pulled his lips to mine. I whispered, “Make love to me?”
He kissed me, running his tongue along every inch of my mouth. OMG, I melted with every stroke of his tongue. His fingers were digging into my hips, pulling me closer to him, lifting me just enough to slip perfectly into me. I was so turned on, and so rea
dy to be totally and utterly consumed by him. Somewhere in the background I could hear the music playing. He started moving, as if in sync with the music. He set me on fire the way he touched me, the way he loved me, the way he said my name. I never knew love could be like this. The love and passion between us just grew stronger and stronger, even after three years.
Vincent controlled every part of me, possessed me with every movement. I was so close to losing control, I could feel my climax building, ready to explode. I felt him find his release, and desperate to find my own, I placed my hands on his shoulders steadying myself. I then took over, moving hard and fast. My climax hit like a thousand waves rolling over me, I threw my head back and screamed his name.
After what felt like forever, we both came down from heaven. He lifted me slowly off him but kept me pressed against his body. I rested my head on his shoulder.
“I love you Caitlin.”
Chapter 11
Caitlin
There were still a few scattered stars in the sky, but the horizon was lit up with the morning rays.
Vincent was fast asleep, I could hear his breathing, and it was steady. I propped myself up on my elbows, we were a tangled mess. He was lying on his tummy, the sheet draped very low over his body, exposing the dimples above his ass. Holy shit he looked so sexy.
I wanted to touch him, to run my fingers all-over his rippled body, but he looked so peaceful.
“What’s that look in your eyes?”
I nearly jumped out of my skin; I hadn’t realised he was awake. I was so focused on his body that I hadn’t noticed.
“Mmmm….nothing much.” I grinned at him, and ran my finger across his lower back, circling his dimples. His body reacted quickly to my touch; Goose bumps ran the length of his body.
Before I knew what was happening he had me rolled over and pinned under him, his lips close to mine, but not touching.
“You have no idea what you do to me, you are so beautiful.” He leaned down and kissed me.
We made love, gently, moving slowly but with purpose. Every movement, every push, it was like our bodies were craving each other, knowing it was true love, a love that lasted a lifetime. The space between us was filled with our love, we knew nothing and no one would come between us.
I woke up some time later, alone in bed. The sun was already up, my body warmed by the morning rays. The table on the deck was set up with a fresh fruit and juice, but no sign of Vincent.
I was starving; it had been a long, passionate night. I slipped my feet out of bed onto the cool deck. I grabbed the sheet off the bed wrapping it around my body. I couldn’t see Vincent anywhere.
Walking over to the table I spotted my bag hanging over the back of the chair. I fished out my phone before down. There were ten messages, mostly from Heather, but the one that caught my eye was from him.
“Happy Thanksgiving.” Was all it said.
I sat staring at the screen, I knew I should’ve responded but it just felt wrong. We hadn’t spoken since I walked out of Duke’s. Brent needed to sort out his issues with Cassy, and I needed to focus on Vincent. My fingers lingered over the buttons, deciding whether or not to reply.
“You’re finally up, Gorgeous.” Vincent surprised me by kissing me on my neck.
I nearly shat myself. I fumbled with the phone dropping it to the ground. My hands were shaking, I reached out to pick it up but he beat me to it. He handed it to me without looking at it.
“Did I frighten you?” He came around the table and sat across from me.
“Think fast girl” “I was just daydreaming about you, and texting Heather.”
“Oh god no, I really hope you haven’t told her about our sex life again, that woman is killing me. I have to listen to her and Cole all the time sucking face.”
“Umm, well I might have sent her a text last night already.” I smiled at him. Ok, so that was a little white lie, but what was I supposed to do? He didn’t know about Brent. If he had to find out I had been lying to him for the past few months, he would’ve flipped out.
Heather knew, and the shit I was already getting from her was more than I could handle.
“You ready for some food? I’ve had the chef whip us up something special.” He poured us both a glass of champagne and orange juice, and out of nowhere a young lady appeared with plates of mouth-watering food.
“Do you realise that it’s less than a month before you come home? Do you think that maybe then we could start planning our wedding?”
There was nothing I wanted to do more. “Yes, I am so ready to start planning. Do you think we could do a spring wedding, I’m tired of waiting?”
“I’m so glad to hear you say that.” He lifted his glass for a toast. “To finally setting a date for our wedding.”
“To our wedding.” I lifted my glass and finished it in one go. This was a big step, I was only twenty-one and I was getting married. I was so excited at the thought of finally becoming Mrs Vincent Pierce.
Heather and my mother had been bugging me for weeks to start planning the wedding, but with my internship I just hadn’t had the time. They would eventually be getting their way. To be honest I thought that my mom had been planning it since the day I was born. I remember back in school, Heather and I would often talk about our wedding days. I even started a memory book, with pictures of cakes, flowers, and my DRESS.
I had always wanted a Vintage themed wedding. THE DRESS was a champagne colour, sheath lace gown, with custom beading, it had a sweetheart neckline, was floor length, and backless. I even knew the dress I wanted for Heather. I couldn’t believe I had been putting the planning off for so long. I wondered if Vincent would allow Brent to come to our wedding.
“You’re day dreaming again?” Vincent placed his hand over mine, squeezing it.
“Yes, I was thinking about what I was planning to do to you on our wedding night.”
“You’re a vixen, you know that.” He grinned, blushing.
“And you love it.” I winked.
Vincent got up from the table very slowly but with determination, and made his way towards me. “I think it’s time for us to go cool off, things are getting a little hot here.”
“I didn’t pack my swimming costume!” I started getting up ready to make a run for it; I knew that costume or not, he planned to take me into the ocean.
“Who said we needed costumes. Skinny dipping is much better.” He said, with a naughty twinkle in his eyes.
“People will see us.” I started to protest, but to no avail. There was no room for moving slowly, I turned and sprinted for the house. Before I could even reach the end of the wooden deck, he had me scooped up in his arms. I squealed like a little girl as he started walking towards the beach. The sheet I had draped around my body had fallen away and I was totally exposed. I wrapped my arms around his neck, the hair on his chest touched my nipples making them harden. I pressed my thighs together tightly as the combination of lust and the soft breeze was arousing me.
“It’s a private beach, you don’t need to worry about that, even if some lost soul decided to wonder this way, I’ll and protect you, you know that.” I didn’t even realise that he was already naked until we were fully submerged in the ocean. He lowered me in front of him shielding me from the beach.
I still had my arms wrapped around his neck. He lowered his head and kissed me softly on the lips, then lifted his head to look at me.
“Do you even realise how beautiful you are?” He lifted his hand and cupped my face.
I could feel a warm glow spreading all over my body and the throbbing between my legs. We were not that deep, I could feel the sand under my toes, I let go of his neck and stood in front of him. The water was just under my breasts, and with each wave it splashed up over my nipples. We stood there looking at each other not saying a word. I ran my fingers down his body, over his pecs circling his nipples, tracing the tattoo on his chest. He was so receptive to my touch, goose bumps forming all over his body. I trailed my fingers do
wn over his abs and even further. I cupped him with one hand and the other hand rested on his behind. I squeeze just enough to get a groan out of him and to feel him harden in my hand.
He placed his hand under my ass and lifted me so I could wrap my legs around his hips. I placed my hand on his shoulders and leaned in to kiss his neck, I could taste the saltiness of the sea on his skin. I ran my tongue up the curve of his neck towards his ear, and nibbled and bit down. He growled at me. He shifted me just a little, to position his cock at my entrance, then he entered, moving so slowly inside of me. A big wave splashed over my back, pushing me forward and him deeper inside me. I gasped in delight at the intrusion, pressing my breasts hard against him.
“Look at me, I want to see your face, I want to see the lust in your eyes. You are so warm around my cock, I’m in heaven.” He started moving faster, pushing me closer to my climax.
“Slow down, I want us to cum together, I want to feel you come undone inside of me.” I lifted my body to slow him down a little. I needed him to feel it with me.
“You don’t need to worry about that my baby, I’m right here with you, I can feel you tighten around me and I don’t think I’m going to last much longer. I need you Caitlin, I need to be deep inside of you, I need my balls buried in your pussy.” Vincent moved two, three more times inside me before I collapsed against his body, my climax ripping through my body, I could feel him pulsating inside of me at the same time.
“Oh my god, oh fuck, you feel so good inside of me” I bit down on his neck, tasting a little blood in my mouth. It took me a few seconds to come back down. I could feel his hand against my lower back, pulling me even closer to him.
“I never want to let you go, I wish I could be with you like this all the time.” He gently kissed my neck.
I lifted my head and looked over his shoulder, in the far distance I could see people walking towards the house.
“As much as I want that too, I think it’s time for us to head home, we could finish this there, someone’s coming.” I pointed with my head towards the beach.
Shadows in Me Page 7