They led her to her room, and there hanging from the wardrobe high enough so it didn’t touch the floor was her wedding gown, “Oh my god, oh my god,” and she began to cry, “Oh Royce, oh Royce.” “No madam, no your makeup, your makeup,” the ladies in the room went to the bathroom and brought out tissues and pat at her face. “Sorry, sorry but I’m surprised that’s all, really surprised.” How did he pull this off? The bridal shop said it would be months before her order would be ready. “Call Bert, tell her we need repairs,” one of the ladies said, and one of them ran out the room and soon came back with the makeup lady, “Oh my madam, no problem, it’s minor, it’s not a concern,” she said soothingly, “Many a bride cry off their makeup,” and Joy cried harder.
Royce too had been preened and pampered and the kids too, all bathed and the boys hair cut, “Not too much on the little one, his mother likes his hair long,” Royce told the barber, his hair was cut shorter and styled, still in his signature style. He didn’t want to change too much either.
The boys were dressed and waiting when he walked out, “You look very handsome,” he told them, even Justin had on his little tux. Joy had chosen champagne cumber buns for the boys and red for him. The girls came out next in champagne colored dresses. “You look beautiful girls, I’m sure Joy will be pleased,” they beamed at him, “Thank you daddy I feel so pretty and grown up,” Karen said. No one wanted to mess anything up, so they all behaved, and a few minutes later Joy came down the hall.
Royce stood rooted to his spot staring at her. She was absolutely gorgeous she took his breath away. Joy had chosen an ivory colored silk gown with a halter top that cut deep for a woman and it hugged her curves to perfection, it flowed down her body and flared at the bottom and ended in a short train. Her hair in the side chignon gave her an elegance and showed off her inner and outer beauty. She smiled at him, and then she looked at the rest her family, “Oh my, don’t you all look so beautiful.” “Mommy!” Lindsey went to her, “You look pretty mommy.”
“Thanks baby and look at you, perfect just perfect,” she looked at all of them, “You all are just perfect I couldn’t have planned it better myself,” she looked over at Royce and went to him, “Oh love, love. This is so special I can’t begin to describe how I feel.” Royce took her in his arms, “Oh baby, I want to kiss you but I don’t know if I should,” “Kiss me, we’ll fix it,” and he kissed her sweet perfect lips, “I love you baby, I love you.”
When they released she turned to receive her bouquet from one of the ladies and Royce saw the back of her dress, the row of little pearl buttons that led down and how the silk cupped her behind perfectly and nearly dropped to his knees. He came up behind her, “Oh baby, what are you doing to me?” He said standing close enough that their bodies touched his hands on the side of her hips, “What?” She said and looked at him, and he looked down, she laughed, “I knew you’d appreciate that.” “Oh I do, I do,” he teased, “Let me fix your lipstick madam,” and then out the door they went.
They walked through the lobby to the waiting limo, people stopped and stared like they were famous as they made their way out.
Joy had asked him one time if he thought about what he wanted and he’d said, “I’m the guy we just show up,” but seeing her going crazy planning and pulling everything together, the scare from her mother, and the family and friends list growing longer and longer and he hadn’t even told his parents yet. He was going to wait until the invitation was in the mail knowing his parents were like her mother, a bit racist, and with all that Royce had thought of what he wanted. He wanted her, he wanted their children to be together like they were now, happy, loving and sharing with each other and he wanted her to know how much he loved her, that’s what he wanted.
Ms. Severs was the only one who knew what he was up too and found the perfect wedding spot outside the strip in a garden set up for weddings and other special occasions. Everything was real, the flowers, the arch was made of a twisting wood covered in a flowering vine. Royce had tried to think of everything and he was only sure of one thing and that was he wanted it to be special for Joy. He wanted it to be just him, her and their children. They were the ones marrying, no one else mattered, just them.
They walked in and Joy saw the beauty of the garden, flowing over with flowers and trees, the flowered arch and the pastor waiting for them. Joy loved Mariah Carey so for her he had Mariah Carey’s beautiful voice piping effortlessly through the speakers.
Royce stood at the altar, the children on either side of him and waited for Joy. Two attendants dressed in white tuxedos with tails and white gloves stood at the edge of the aisle. "Vision of Love" piped through the speakers and the two attendants rolled out the white carpet as Joy made her way down in her ivory dress with her beautiful red rose bouquet. As she made her way to, I had a vision of love and you were all that it turned out to be, I had a vision of love…, he smiled and waited and loved her so much. She smiled at him, and this was his song to her. She was what love was supposed to be. Royce saw her wipe a tear.
When she was by his side, he stood and stared at her, and she smiled lovingly up at him, “I love you Royce, I can’t believe what you’ve done, it’s beautiful,” and he couldn’t help it, he pulled her to him and held her, “I love you baby, I love you so much,” he whispered in her ear, but it was loud enough for all to hear. They held on to each other until the pastor began, “We are gathered here today…,” and Royce married Joy.
Then it was Mr. Caruthers, the photographers show. He came compliments of Ms. Severs too, so with Mariah Carey songs in the background they took rolls of pictures all over the picturesque grounds, and Joy was beside herself. The sound system covered the entire garden and they heard Endless Love, Loves Takes Time, When you Believe, I’ll Be There, I Want to Know What Love Is, Anytime you need a Friend and Joy, him and the kids danced and sang along as they posed or waited to be set up. And they were happy and he always wanted it to be like this, and they posed and smiled and did what Mr. Caruthers asked until he said, “I think that’s a wrap.”
Then they walked arm and arm to the limo. He had them set up a wedding feast in their villa, it was beautiful and the hotel made beautiful wedding cakes. They walked in and there were two tables, one held a wedding cake, a beautiful two tiered wedding cake, and the other was loaded down with food, an attendant was standing there waiting to serve them. Justin ran around the room, and Joy let him, he’d been good all through the wedding, but now he needed to run around and be a little kid, free to move a little. She went to check out the cake. It was beautiful, white scrollwork on a champagne colored background, “Oh baby, baby look at you. How’d you get everything so right,” she asked.
He smiled at Joy and hugged her to him, “I tried my best baby, I hope it’s what you want, I just wanted to make it our day, just ours.” Joy let him hold her but she turned her head so he could have her lips and he kissed her and she felt him holding her tight, loving her, “And you did baby, I love you, it’s so beautiful.” The kids were talking loudly about what they wanted to do, “I want to ride the New York roller coaster,” Lindsey said excitedly, “Can we ride mommy, can we?” “I think so,” she looked over at Royce, “Tomorrow we’ve got all day, but tomorrow night it’s David Copperfield,” they all cheered again, “Let’s eat so we can have cake,” Joy said.
When everyone was seated the waiter came, he placed a napkin in everyone’s lap and took their drink order, and they ate like a family should, talking, lively, even though they were dressed so beautiful. Joy in her wedding dress, Royce in his tux, the kids in their wedding finery, they were a family, everything was just as Royce wanted.
After cake the butler came up to him, “Everything is as planned sir,” his name was Claren, some kind of weird name like that, but he was American, blonde and blue eyed American. “Good, look I know it’s probably not what you normally do, but I need you to stay around, watch out for kids, listen out for the baby I need to spend a little time with my wife,” and he f
elt himself smile at those words. He’d thought of everything except a babysitter, “Just stick around and there’s a very big tip in it for you,” and then he added, “But don’t hesitate to come get us if you need too though okay.” He didn’t want this poor guy trying to soothe Justin if he cried, he didn’t look like the babysitter type. He was young about twenty-five or so, very clean cut and stylish in his butler tux, so tending to a baby probably wasn’t on his short list. “No problem sir, I am here to serve you,” he said as calmly as you please.
Joy came back from laying Justin down, “He’s asleep and out, hopefully for the night.” Royce took her hand, and he saw Claren looking at her in a strange way, “Okay we’re set,” and he nodded at Claren.
“Can we go swimming daddy?” Karen asked excitedly and he’d thought they were winding down too, but obviously not, “Yeah sure, what do you think Joy?” “Sure, they brought swim suits,” the kids cheered. “Hey don’t wake your brother,” Joy said. They quieted and ran to their rooms, someone had put away their clothes and they rummaged through drawers and found their swimsuits and when they came out, “It’s late so keep it down okay, and listen out for your brother,” Joy told them and they nodded and ran out the door to the pool and so much for quiet, they all yelled and screamed when they jumped in.
Royce took her by the hand, he’d been standing there nuzzling her, kissing along her throat, her shoulders, but she’d insisted on waiting for the kids, now he led her to their room, “The butler will listen out for them.” She looked at him, “The butler?” She looked over at Claren who was still standing there and he smiled at her, “Everything is under control Mrs. Harrington.”
Royce led her to their room. The bed was pulled back and strewn with rose petals, their clothes were put away, champagne was chilling in a bucket on the nightstand, and next to that a tray of chocolate covered strawberries.
Royce pulled her back towards him and kissed her along her neck, he was feeling amorous, she was his wife and he wanted to love her as his wife for the first time he would love her as his wife and that aroused him in a way he never thought. Just thinking of her as his wife and the journey it took to get to this point made him want her, want to fulfill this moment, to consummate it with love.
He popped the champagne, she took a bite of a chocolate covered strawberry, and he filled two glasses, “To us,” he said. “To our love and the new life we’re about to share,” Joy said and he could see she was happy. They toasted and Royce began to undress her and she him, he was so ready for her and wanted her.
He laid in bed, she put her glass down and came to him, “I love you baby and I don’t know what made you do it, but I’m so glad you did it this way, I’m so glad baby, I’m so happy.” He pulled her to him and began to love her, to kiss her kissable lips. He ran his fingers through her hair, wanting to touch her everywhere. She was his now, truly his, his tongue ran up and down her skin, his lips kissing and sucking her, his hands caressing her. He found her breasts and caressed them. He sucked her nipple that was hard and waiting for his mouth. She cried out, his wife, she moaned, his love, his wife and he wanted her to feel every pleasure she could of her husband.
He went down her belly, ran his tongue through her soft patch of pubic hair and found the place he knew that would give her the most pleasure, he licked her and licked her, she moaned. He wanted to please her, she was his wife, not his girlfriend his wife. His tongue went to the spots he loved, he was deep inside her, giving her pleasure, her body moving sensually feeling what he knew he could give to her, her night of love. He licked, sucked and went deep inside her until he felt her legs clench around him, and he smiled, he’d pleased his wife.
Her hips pushed onto his tongue and he licked her deep. She moaned and her body gave in to its pleasure, and when she came down she pulled him down on her kissing his lips, loving on him. She touched him all over, ran her fingers down his body and sucked him on his chest, his nipples, small and hard, he moaned at that. Her hands ran along the six pack he’d worked hard to get. She sucked and kissed him there and ran her fingers through his short pubic hair and found what she was looking for. She took him in her mouth, sucking him large and swollen, “Oh Joy, my wife, my wife,” he whispered. She moved her hands on him and sucked him, licked him and sucked him some more, he moaned out his pleasure. Then she pulled him up, “Baby you’ve done so much for me today and I want to do something for you,” he didn’t know what it could be, he wanted what he was getting.
She bent over and raised that beautiful Joy behind up in the air, “I want to fuck you baby, I want to fuck you,” she said huskily. He grew harder when she said that knowing what it implied. He pushed inside her, she met him and pushed against him, “Oh baby, fuck me baby, fuck me,” and she did until he lost control and lost himself and erupted in her hard and his body jerked and spasmed and he was loose limbs and he felt himself slowly collapse on her.
After he regained himself, “Oh baby, damn you know what that does to me,” he said as he laid against her, content in being with her and he knew what it did to both of them and that was the last thing he remembered.
CHAPTER 12 , UNTIL DEATH DO US PART
Because Michael was adamant and yelled and fussed about him living at the La Casa Madrid house they decided to sell it and her, Deon, Lindsey and Justin moved into, 23 Chaucer Street, his house. They settled in and after a couple trying months he wanted to have fun, let loose.
He knew Tammy was upset, and he didn’t give a care. The one good thing he’d heard she was dating someone, and Michael still being a jerk let it slip to Joy about his affair with Amanda which hurt her and she fumed saying, "I can't believe he was having an affair on me with that bitch!" And he had to endure a tortuous scrutinizing visit from his in-laws. Her mother eyed him like he was a lab specimen and after a rough start he and her father had come to an understanding, as long as he loved Joy and would keep her in the standard of living she was accustomed too he was acceptable and he still had not taken her to meet his parents.
But other than all that he was happy and wanted to take Joy dancing. “Real Two-stepping,” as she called it, “Not just around the house, but out in public,” she cried out alarmed when he told her. "Yes, real Two-stepping. You're not afraid of a little Two-Stepping are you?" And the challenge was on.
Bobby and Sarah picked them up, Joy was wearing tight jeans that made Royce’s mouth water, he loved her in jeans and tonight they were all cowboyed and girled out. Joy was beautiful and looked like a cowgirl, her hair long and tousled wearing a white off the shoulder shirt that clung to her body, and was just sexy enough so when she raised her arms a little bit of her midriff showed and to complete her look she wore dark brown alligator boots with a matching belt and silver belt buckle, and to top it off she had a little small flat brown suede pouch like purse with an Indian style turquoise clasp. Royce watched as she put her driver’s license, credit card, a couple of twenties, and her lipstick inside, and that was all that could fit and snapped it shut and she put the strap over her head and it went across her chest, “What’s the money for?” “My momma taught me to always carry a little cash with me you never know what could happen,” he laughed, and he looked like a natural in dark jeans and black leather cowboy boots, a white button down shirt, his black belt with a big silver buckle.
Cowboy hats in hand they opened the door to Sarah and Bobby, both were just as cowboyed and girled down too, “Look at you, you look gorgeous,” Joy said to Sarah. “Ya’ll ready?” Sarah said in her most southern accent. Royce helped Joy up in the back seat and couldn’t help himself he copped a few feels of her backside, she giggled and he hopped in and they drove to Lewisville.
They pulled into a full parking lot heavy with cars and trucks, people were milling around. They parked and sat for a moment to get a feel for the place. “Lose the hats, lose the hats,” they all said and put their hats down, no one was wearing cowboy hats. Although no one wore cowboy hats they saw cowboy boots galore, but they also
saw tennis shoes, dress shoes and for the girls it seemed anything goes, high heels, sandals, and some had on boots.
They walked into the club, it was called Texas Outback and the country music was bumping, it was loud and Joy thought, Oh god what have I got myself into? She saw people two stepping and it was much faster than what she was used to with Royce, the couples were all over the floor and the men were leading the ladies, twisting and turning them this way and that. The place was huge, and the dance floor large, it was like a big barn, hay on the floor, bales of hay around, saddles on the walls, pictures of horses, cows, bulls and cowboys roping, sexy cowgirls posing, ropes tied in knots on the walls, it looked fun enough, but she wasn’t sure, but Sarah was ready. She strutted in and as soon as they were far enough inside she said, “Come on Bobby let’s dance,” and she took his hand and off they went.
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