He held his arm out of for me. I took the bouquet from Heather and smiled. “See you downstairs.”
I watched as Heather slipped out of the room.
“Okay, are you ready to do this?”
Smiling, I said, “I’ve waited twelve years for this moment.”
Kynslee
I STRESSED THE entire time I walked down the path to the barn. Heather and Patty walked alongside me and held up my dress. Once the barn came into view, my breath caught. We stopped, and Heather and Patty each gave me a kiss on the cheek and made their way to the barn.
Outside the barn, to the left, was a large covered tent filled with tables and chairs for the reception. My parents had invited damn near the whole town, and I was stunned how many people were willing to show up for a last-minute wedding. I could see the lights shining inside the tent.
“You know we performed a miracle with this wedding. Especially since the fall festival fell right in the middle of the planning phase.”
Letting out a soft chuckle, my father said, “It was nice to have help from our friends in the community. The church did an amazing job decorating. I’m going to have to up my donation to the women’s church group.”
“Well, don’t forget they got something out of the deal.”
He tried not to laugh. “That’s right. You agreed to go to the women’s weekly book club.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m pretty sure they are not reading the same type of books I am.”
This time we both laughed. Heather looked at us, giving us the thumbs up before heading down the aisle.
“It’s our turn, sweetheart.”
As we got closer to the barn door, I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. I glanced to one of the windows and smiled. Miles had picked a fresh bouquet of flowers yesterday to use when I walked down the aisle at the rehearsal. My mother had taken them and put them in a vase and set it in the front window of the barn.
She had wanted me to see it as I walked up.
The lights hadn’t been turned on earlier this morning, and not all of the white twinkle lights had been strung up yet. The horses had all been turned out and stalls cleaned so that there wasn’t a strong presence of horse manure invading everyone’s senses.
Now, the barn had been transformed. White twinkle lights hung everywhere I looked. The chandelier that hung from the rafters burned brightly. Rows of chairs lined the main entrance, and each end chair had a beautiful lace swag with fresh flowers. Hanging above were mason jars filled with white roses. It took my breath away.
We’d only invited close friends and family to the actual ceremony so that it would stay on the small side. It was what Miles and I had wanted. The reception was all on my parents and I told them to invite whomever they wanted. They were paying so I thought it only fair they could throw the party.
When the wedding march started, my eyes found Miles. I paused for the slightest moment, but my father had a hold of me and gently motioned me forward.
Our eyes met and we stared at each other for a moment. Then I dropped my gaze and took in his Marine Corps dress blues. My knees went week and I was pretty sure I mumbled something about him looking like he stepped out of a movie. I let my eyes sweep over the uniform. His black jacket with polished gold buttons looked so sharp. The white belt added the perfect touch of class and popped against the black and red. The chevrons on his arms proudly displayed his rank. The numerous ribbons and medals clipped to his jacket instantly made pride bubble up inside me, not to mention were an absolute turn on. My gaze swept down to the dark navy pants with the blood stripe. The scarlet red a symbol of honor for all the fallen Marines.
I let my eyes wander back up and my breath hitched when I saw the sword. Lord help me. If I made it to him without passing out I needed my own medal. His hands were covered in white gloves and why that was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen was beyond me.
My gaze finally met his again. Goodness, the man was handsome. He looked so refined and polished. But his eyes, his eyes told me what he was thinking. He reached up and wiped a tear from his cheek, and I felt myself picking up the pace. I needed to get to him.
“Slow down, sweetheart. You’re almost there,” Daddy said.
I took that moment to look at our guests sitting in their seats. Before I knew it, I was standing at the makeshift altar, and Daddy was kissing me on the cheek. Miles stepped up and held out his hand. When my father placed my hand into Miles’s, he cleared his throat and spoke.
“It’s hard for me to give her away, and I only do so because I know you’ll treasure her like the rare jewel she is.”
Miles nodded. “Yes, sir. I will.”
My father squeezed our hands, then walked to his seat next to my mother, who was already crying.
Before we turned to the pastor, Miles gazed down into my eyes and gave me the most brilliant smile. “You are too beautiful for words to describe.”
“You look pretty handsome yourself,” I replied.
When Miles leaned down to kiss me, the pastor cleared his throat and whisper-yelled, “Not yet! Not yet!”
Miles winked, and my stomach flipped like I was on a rollercoaster.
As the pastor spoke, I felt Miles’s thumb moving over my hand, causing an insane amount of butterflies to fly around in my stomach. I couldn’t think of anything but his touch, that motion of his skin on mine. When we faced each other to say our vows, I lost my battle and started to cry. Miles wiped my tears away a few times, which only led to more stomach flips and heartbeats skipping.
Finally, the words we’d waited for longer than we cared to think about were spoken. “You may now kiss your bride.”
Miles cupped my face with his hands and leaned down. Before he pressed his mouth to mine, he whispered, “Mine. You’re mine.”
“Yes,” I replied as our lips met. The kiss was soft and sweet, but I felt the love pour into me like a rush of energy. When he slightly withdrew, we both smiled. Then it was my turn.
“Mine,” I said, reaching up and giving him one last quick kiss.
Miles nodded. “Always have been, always will be.”
“Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you Mr. and Mrs. Warner!”
Our family and friends went wild. Rich, who had been Miles’s best man, let out a holler while his two Marine Corps buddies did the same. Then they both made a beeline to Heather and Patty and walked them back down the aisle.
Miles and I requested a few minutes alone before we posed for pictures and headed out to the reception tent. After everyone cleared out, we stayed inside. Miles took my hand and walked me into the office and shut the door. I wanted to rip his uniform off because he looked so damn delicious.
Before I had a chance to say anything, he pressed his mouth to mine and kissed me. His hand cupped my breasts, making me let out a moan.
Then he ripped his mouth away and took a step back. “Fucking hell, Kyns. I want to lift that dress up and fuck you right here.”
I dug my teeth into my bottom lip and forced myself to keep my mouth shut. I had been tempted to tell him to do it.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on…and that dress, I got hard the moment I saw you.”
Slapping his chest, I laughed. “Well, I’m pretty sure I had a mini orgasm when I saw you in that uniform.”
He growled and took another step closer. “I want you.”
“Miles, not in the barn with me dressed in my wedding dress and you in your dress blues.”
“Why not? I can be quick.”
I felt my insides clenching with need. “I want a baby.”
Miles grinned. “If that was your attempt to make my dick go down, it didn’t work. I want a baby too, so we should really practice that.”
With a giggle, I tilted my head and regarded him. “Are you being serious? Because I was.”
He finger-twirled one of my curls by my face. “I’m being dead serious. I want to start a family as soon as you do.”
“Really
?”
“Yep.”
“Okay, now I really want you to fuck me.”
“In the barn? In your wedding dress?” his finger trailed into my cleavage, and I gasped when his tongue licked back up my skin.
“Yes. Please.”
I started to lift my dress while he unbuckled his pants. The knock on the door made us both freeze.
“Miles, Kynslee, we need to get moving. We’re running behind on the scheduled time for pictures. We don’t want your dress to be wrinkled now, do we?”
“Heather!” Miles and I both whispered at the same time, silently cursing her timing.
Miles buckled up again while I smoothed my dress. He took my hand in his and said right before he opened the door, “Maybe she is psychic after all.”
We made our way over to the photographer for a few quick photos, then headed to the tent. I walked in and gasped again. I had thought the barn looked amazing, but how my mother and Jenn had thrown this reception together in such a short amount of time left me speechless.
White fabric had been draped from the top of the tent with three long wooden tables set up down the middle. White lanterns hung down with faux candles lit in each one, giving off such a soft beautiful glow. The decorations on the tables were kept simple. Beautiful greenery down the middle, with different sized white candles meandering in between it. White plates that we had rented from a party company graced the tables along with beautiful glassware. All of it was stunning. I fought to keep the tears back as Miles took my hand and led us into the tent where we would celebrate our marriage with our family and friends.
I had never been so happy in my life as I was in that very moment.
Miles
I COULDN’T KEEP my eyes off of my wife.
My wife.
God, I love how that sounds.
Lifting a beer up to my lips, I watched Kynslee work the room like she was made to play the role of bride. My two Marine Corps buddies were off doing who knows what with who knows who. Lana and her husband Bob had called it a night not too long ago and headed home to Wanda. My mother had been talking to Tony Costa, who owned the local auto repair shop, for the last hour. That was interesting. I wanted my mother to move on and find love again. So far it hadn’t happened, but the way Tony was looking at her and she was looking at him, I’d bet the farm they would be going on a date soon.
Kynslee’s eyes found mine, and she smiled. The way the light caught the little diamonds in her hair made it look like she had a halo over her head. She truly seemed like an angel. My heart stalled in my chest for a moment, and I had to remind myself to breathe.
She said goodbye to the person she was talking to and made her way over to me. The moment she stopped in front of me, I took her by the waist and pulled her to me.
“I missed you.”
“I haven’t been gone ten minutes.”
I shook my head. “It felt like forever. When can we leave?”
She laughed.
“I’m being serious, Kyns. We did the whole cake cutting thing. We did our dance. We mingled. I’m ready to get under that dress and put my mouth on your—”
Kynslee’s eyes widened and she covered my mouth with her hand. “Miles Warner!”
I held up my hands, one still holding my beer. “Fine. I’ll be good. But I’m not sure I can last much longer. Not when I want to peel that dress off your body and make love to you as my wife. That is, after I give you an orgasm with my mouth.”
“Let me go find my parents and let them know we’re ready to leave.”
I laughed. “That’s more like it.”
I kicked open the door of the hotel suite and walked into our room. Kynslee laughed as I carried her in. We both looked around the suite at the same time.
“Wow. This is amazing, Miles.”
Letting her down, I walked over and picked up the phone. “Yes, this is Miles Warner in room 2025, will you please send up a bottle of champagne? Thank you.”
“Miles, we have a private balcony that overlooks the Riverwalk.”
I walked over and wrapped my arms around Kynslee. The night before, we had spent our wedding night in the cabin on the farm. It had taken everything I had not to rip her wedding dress off and instead take my time slowly peeling her out of it. There were so many things I wanted to do to her, but in the end, we were both exhausted. We undressed each other, I did what I promised and made her come with my mouth, then we made love. And fell asleep the moment I pulled out of her. At least it felt like that. We cleaned up, crawled back into bed and within minutes, we were both out.
Not wanting to spend our honeymoon on my family farm or just down the path from her parents’, I rented a hotel suite in San Antonio. Our real honeymoon would be planned at a later date when we had more time to think about where we wanted to go. I wanted Kynslee to pick. I’d traveled all over the world, but the farthest she had been was Orlando, Florida, so really, the world was her oyster.
“Are you happy, Mrs. Warner?”
She leaned against my chest and let out a sigh of contentment. “I’m very happy, Mr. Warner.”
“We have this giant suite all to ourselves. I think we need to make the most of it.”
Turning in my arms, Kynslee looked up at me. “Where should we have hot sex first?”
I smiled. “The bed. I’m tired of taking you in a barn like an animal.”
“You didn’t last night.”
“Yeah, but I almost did only minutes after we got married. I’m working on my self-control.”
Kynslee made a clucking sound with her tongue. “Now is not the time to work on that, Miles.”
I lifted a brow. “Really?”
“Really.”
Lifting her up, I carried her into the bedroom off of the living room. Tossing her onto the bed, I reached behind my back and pulled my shirt over my head. Kynslee chewed on her lip and watched me as I stripped down to nothing.
“You have such an amazing body. I could stare at it all day.”
Her eyes moved down to my dick. He jumped at the appreciative look Kynslee was throwing him.
“Get undressed, Kyns.”
She got up onto her knees on the bed and pulled her dress over her head. I nearly fell to the floor when I saw she hadn’t been wearing panties.
“No panties?” I asked, moving onto the bed.
Shaking her head, she reached behind and unclasped her bra, tossing it onto the floor.
“Just so you know, I may do that from time to time.”
I crawled onto the bed as she laid back on the pillows. “Not wear panties?”
She flashed me a naughty smile. “Miles, we haven’t gotten back to the conversation about starting a family.”
Lifting her leg, I kissed the side of her calf, causing her body to tremble.
“Okay, let’s talk.” Moving up her leg, I placed another kiss on the inside of her upper thigh.
Her eyes hooded with desire, and she licked her lips. “Talk about what?”
“Starting a family. Do you want to start trying now? Or wait a bit?”
Her legs spread open, and I groaned at the sight of her clean-shaven pussy.
“I want to start now.”
My eyes lifted to see her watching my every move. “Do you want to stop taking your birth control?”
The way she was chewing on her lower lip nearly had me coming, and I hadn’t even touched her yet.
“Y-yes. I think so. Do you think it’s too soon? I mean, I’m the one who said I wanted to move slow.”
Dropping down, I spread her lips open with my fingers and licked slowly up her opening. She bucked her hips and dropped her head back onto the pillow.
“Slow is overrated, Kyns.”
“Yes, it is. So let’s just forget slow. Give me it all now.”
I buried my face between her legs, licking and sucking on her while she slipped her fingers into my hair and moved her hips. She was so close I could taste it.
With a slight flick of my tongue o
n her clit, Kynslee came undone. She arched her back and cried my name out as she came.
It didn’t take me long to move up her body and slip inside her.
“Not slow?” I asked.
All she had to do was smile. Each thrust into her warm, tight body drove me closer to my own orgasm. I could feel Kynslee pulsing around my cock, her own desire building again.
Her arms wrapped around my neck and she met me thrust for thrust and said, “Oh, God. I’m going to come again, Miles.”
We tumbled off the cliff together. Our names mixing as we kissed each other like it was the last time we’d ever do it.
My heart raced in my chest and a part of me knew it was impossible, but I wanted her to be pregnant.
I rolled off of her and reached my hand to help her up. “Let’s go clean up.”
It was already clear to me that keeping my hands off my wife was going to be difficult, especially since we had decided Kynslee would stop taking her birth control.
We spent nearly five days in San Antonio, most of it locked up in our hotel suite making love, fucking like two horny teenagers, and exploring each other’s bodies until we were so exhausted we fell into bed every night around two in the morning.
Tomorrow we would be heading back to Hunt. Kynslee had decided to move into the cabin on the farm with me, and we would talk about building either on the farm or buying another piece of property and building on that. Rich already had a house on the farm, on the opposite end from the cabin, so if Kynslee and I had a house built near the cabin, we would still have plenty of privacy. The farm was three-hundred acres, after all. It was something we had decided to talk about later. For now, we wanted to simply enjoy us.
Kynslee was tucked up against my body, her breaths low and shallow as she slept peacefully in my arms. I placed my hand on her stomach and smiled. A feeling of peace and warmth rolled over my body, and for the first time in a long time everything was right with my world. I felt hopeful that the future Kynslee and I had promised each other was going to be blessed with so many wonderful things. I could feel it in the depths of my soul. I glanced out the window to see the sun barely peeking out above the horizon. The sky was painted with beautiful pinks and yellows. Kynslee stirred next to me, then nuzzled into my side even deeper.
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