by Lauren Wood
She was right of course. It was happening, but I was still waiting for the bottom to drop out of it or something of that nature. I was glad that Carol and Ashlyn were there to help me get through this. I was still trying to figure out what I was supposed to do next. I was pregnant, about to be married, so far from the life plan that I had made for myself. What was I supposed to do with it now?
“You love him, don’t you Meri?”
Ashlyn had asked me that before and the answer was still the same. I was head over heels in love with Sam. There was no doubt about it and I know that he loved me too. It was perfect, always had been once we came clean in that bathroom about how we felt about each other.
“Yes I do.”
“Then come on. You probably got him freaking out in there. They are waiting for you to walk down the aisle.”
I took a deep breath and dabbed at my eyes a little better. I was blotchy, but after rubbing my skin for a minute, it started to go away enough for me to think I was presentable. I wasn’t feeling like I was at my best, but it was just nerves. I hadn’t wanted this big wedding, but it was for Sam at the end of the day.
When the doors opened and I started to hear the music playing, I knew that it was all going to be okay. I had needed the pep talk or I might not be standing here right now. I might have run, afraid of anything that seemed too good in my life. Ever since I was a kid I had felt this way and now to have this fairytale ending was hard to fathom.
But there he was, my prince. Sam was standing up by the priest in his tuxedo and a look on his face that made me blush all the way down to my toes. I didn’t have to ask if he liked the dress, I could tell that he did. He was ravishing me with his eyes where I stood and I faltered in my step for a moment. Sam was so intense.
“Took you long enough.”
“Had to make up my mind if I wanted to come or not.”
I said it in jest, but he didn’t take it that way. His hand went to mine and held it tightly, telling me that I wasn’t going anywhere. I liked how much he fought for me, even when it was my own self that was standing in my way.
The ceremony went by so quickly and Sam’s squeeze on my hand told me when it was time to say my piece. It wasn’t but a few moments before I was his wife and everything changed. I still wasn’t sure if it was for good or not yet. I was just going to have to wait and see what happened.
***
The reception was beautiful and even though I didn’t know most of the people in the room, I was introduced and treated like we had known each other forever. Sam showed me off to a few of his colleagues, but I didn’t take it offensively. I was happy that he felt that way and I enjoyed myself far too much. By the time the dancing part rolled around, I was so hot and ready for my husband. I didn’t want to wait much longer to get the honeymoon part under way.
Sam pulled me to his body and I felt every hard inch of him against me. It was hard to deny how good he felt and before long I was easily losing myself in the moment. I circled his neck with my arm, trying my best to hold myself steady. Sam was not the kind of man that was easily ignored and the song seemed to go on forever. By the end of it was dying for some private time.
“We need to go somewhere where we can be alone.”
“Really?”
I nodded my head as he whisked me off the dancefloor and other people started to dance to the next song starting up. I felt giddy and would have followed him anywhere.
The reception was at Sam’s house in the front veranda and it made a perfect place to disappear inside of the house. No one was really in there and even if they were, neither one of us was too worried about any of it. I only had eyes for Sam. Nothing else around me really mattered all that much.
When we got to his bedroom, I giggled as he pushed me against the door and started to kiss me. My laughter quickly faded into something else and I was dying for him to take me.
“Let’s go in and you can take me on the bed.”
“What if I want you right here and now?”
He was tempting me and the fact of the matter was that I didn’t care. It was close enough to privacy for me. “As long as you can get this dress off pretty quickly.”
His eyes darkened and he made me shiver. I wanted to tell him that I loved him and I had waited my whole life for him, but all I could get out was a moan of pleasure as he touched me. Sam knew my body better than I knew it myself and there was no part of me that didn’t want him. It was still hard to imagine that he was mine, but he was and I was going to have to get used to the idea of that.
Sam pulled me into the bedroom and I was stunned to see rose petals all over the bed and candles made up all of the lighting. It was hard to imagine when he had time to do all of this, but I should have known that he would do something like this. It still amazed me how romantic and thoughtful my new husband was. It made me think that our life together was going to be something for the storybooks.
I felt his hands and fingers on the back of me, pulling my dress down. I could hear popping sounds as he lost his control and started to pull the dress off of me faster. I didn’t like that the dress was going to be ruined, but at the same time I didn’t care. I liked that he was that into me that he couldn’t cool his ardor. I liked the idea of that very much. It was exactly how I felt and since I couldn’t do it myself, I was glad that he wasn’t in one of his savoring moods. They usually drove me absolutely crazy.
“Hurry up Sam.”
“I am ripping this dress.”
“I don’t care, just hurry up already.”
He growled at me and I giggled back at him in response. I loved how excited he would get and I was sure to match him at this point. My body shook and it was as if I had waited my whole life for this and not just a few hours.
“Fine Meri, but you made me do this.”
I was about to ask him what he was talking about when his hand came down and jerked all the rest of the buttons off of the back of the dress. I gasped at the power of it all and I tried not to let it bother me too much. I was gasping for breath, the air in my lungs sucked out.
Sam pushed the dress down as he walked me towards the bed. I was shaking, waiting for him to make the next move, but there was nothing more that I could do. I moved down to the bed and crawled on it, shaking my ass, trying to entice him. He liked my backside and I felt a little slap that made me squeal. I hadn’t expected that.
When I went to my back, Sam was pulling off his clothes very quickly. I took a sharp intake of breath to see him that way. He was more than enough of a man for me. His shoulders were wide and his chest was hard. My fingers itched to touch him, but I knew that if I did, I would lose myself. I was trying to keep it together so badly.
So I watched his body slowly come to light and I shivered inside. He was so hard everywhere that I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. The more I tried, the more I turned myself on and I finally touched the throbbing center in between my legs. I jumped at my own ministrations, not able to stop the pleasure that I was feeling. When Sam noticed what I was doing and locked eyes with me, I almost came right there. His eyes were so filled with need that I had to close my eyes to his. It was just too much to handle and when I opened them back up, he was crawling over my body.
There was no need for any games. We were both more than ready and the longer I had to wait, the worse it got. Hiking my legs up to his waist, I pressed my womanhood against him. I wanted him inside of me so bad and Sam must have known because he didn’t take any of the preambles that he usually took.
Sam was inside of me in seconds and I cried out with the sudden fullness of him buried deep inside of me. My insides milked him as hard as I could, wanting to squeeze out every inch of pleasure as his rod started to move inside of me slowly. This wasn’t the pace that I needed though and my nails were like daggers in his back, rushing him along. “Harder Sam. I need more.”
Taking one of my legs and hiking it higher to his shoulders, his penetration was even deeper than before and I started to r
ub on my clit between our bodies. It was all too much and I was coming hard and fast. The longer he slammed into me in that way, the longer the orgasm lasted. I don’t know if that was because it was one after another or not, but I was drained in minutes.
Clenching down on him, I pulled Sam down for a kiss and sighed when our lips met. He was close to coming, no matter how hard he was trying to hold it together. Sam kept stopping and I knew it was to keep him for coming, but I wasn’t going to help him along. I loved to feel his shoot inside of me and I was already exhausted from the five minute long orgasm.
Another wave ran over me and I screamed out his name loudly. It was the final straw for Sam and I was thankful for that. My insides were sore as he always had a tendency to make them and I was out of breath. I felt his heat shooting into me and it was the last straw. I couldn’t hold back anymore, no matter how hard I tried. I was just filled with too much pleasure and too much love.
“God I love you Sam. I can’t believe we are married.”
He smiled at me and pulled me into his arms. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Before you, I didn’t think I would ever want the wife and kids, but I can tell you now that I don’t think it would have been right any other way. I have been spending this time waiting for you Meri. I see that now.”
His words made me well up with love and I knew that it was going to be impossible to ever be sick of Sam. He was my savior and my lover. He was everything to me and now I was finally going to have a family of my own. There was nothing greater than that as far as I was concerned.
“Should we go back downstairs to the party?”
He looked at me and then at my naked body, still wet with sweat from our activities.
“I don’t know if I am ready for you to go downstairs Meri. I want you up here all to myself.”
“What will the people say though? I don’t want them to think that we are being rude.”
He kissed me and made me forget everything but him. “It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. You are mine.”
I smiled up at him and kissed his lips before laying my head back down on his chest. Never before had I liked the idea of being owned so much. As long as it was Sam.
THE END
***
I hope you enjoyed Be My Forever: A COMPLETE SERIES BOX SET. For more enjoyment, I have included some bonus stories along with sneak peak of my other books. Please check the table of content to choose what to read next.
***
FALLING FOR MY EX: A BAD BOY SECOND CHANCE ROMANCE
Chapter 1
Kendra
I avoided the mud puddle that had been made in the last ten minutes since I started walking. The rain was really starting to come down, making me regret not taking my car. I was on my way to work just a few blocks away, but of course I had forgotten my umbrella, never once looking up at the sky to see what it was going to do. My hair was wet and I could feel it sticking to the sides of my face and I finally just went into an all-out sprint the last block and a half to the Harris County Youth Shelter, also known as Link. I was already soaked to the bone.
When I got to the door, I had to push the intercom button to get buzzed in. The first person I saw was Craig with a grin on his face and a towel in his hand.
“Come on Kendra. You are looking like a drowned rat. Get out of the rain. Didn’t you see the weather channel?”
My eyes met Craig’s and I smiled at him. “Thanks. You always know how to make a girl feel good. Always got just the right thing to say. And no, I didn’t watch the weather channel. They are always wrong anyways”
“You know that it is a compliment Kendra. You are the only one I know that can pull off the look of being drenched in a pop up thunderstorm. Every other girl would have melted with all of the makeup that they wear. Why didn’t you just drive in?”
“It’s only a few blocks, but I would have if I would have known. I never do get used to these summer random showers. It seems like they come out of nowhere and I am never ready for them.”
“You will get used to Miami. The weather just takes time and you will learn to always carry an umbrella because it is going to more than likely rain at some point most days.”
“I’m learning.”
He smiled at me and for a minute there was something else in his brown eyes that I had seen before, desires. I knew that Craig liked me, but I tried hard not to encourage it. He wasn’t my type, if I even had one. He was too needy, too nice, too much of all of the good things that you wanted in a man, but somehow it all became too much when culminated together in Craig. I liked him as a friend, but I don’t think that I was going to be able to like him in any capacity past that.
The man wasn’t bad looking, not really. He was tall and muscular with a shock of longish red hair and a few freckles on his face. It was the intensity of everything that made Craig hard to even consider a romantic relationship with. He was a good friend though and great with the kids at work. I liked working with him and over the years working together, we had an easy relationship that I would miss if I didn’t have.
“So how was your weekend?” I was trying to get his mind off of me and back on something that he could have. He was trying to worm his way into my life, a little more every day.
I shrugged and started towards the employee’s locker room. I probably did look like a drowned rat, but I kept extra clothes in my locker just in case. Changing and drying my hair with another dry towel as best as I could, I clocked in and went into the facility. Craig was already doing a roll call and I walked in on the last of it.
“So is everyone here?”
He nodded and I started in on announcements that were posted. It was a big day for many of the twenty-four girls in the youth center because it was a field trip day. Every girl there was in their teenage years and had gotten in trouble for one thing or another. It didn’t mean they were bad, but it did mean that their movement was limited to say the least. This was a day that they got to go back out in the real world and see how they did.
It was a good time and it was a stressful one for me and Craig because we had a lot of kids to be responsible for without the benefit of the center to help keep them contained. After the roll call was done, everyone was given some time to get their things together before we left. We planned a skating party at the nearby skating rink. We had tried to get it for the whole two hours exclusively, but there was another party going on, so there would be more than just the girls there. I was anxious how everything was going to turn out. These things would either be really good or really bad. Link was just that sort of place and I had learned to take the good with the bad and prepare for the worst.
Craig asked me if I wanted to drive and I agreed. He drove too slowly in my opinion to ever get anywhere on time and I knew that this way we would get there at a decent time, even though we were already running a little late. We all lined up and went to the van, counting heads one more time before we took off. It was procedure and even though it was tedious most of the time, I had gotten so used to the constant count that it was almost like second nature.
“I guess we are all here. Why doesn’t everyone take a seat and we will be on our way. If everyone follows the rules, we will stop for pizza and ice cream on the way back.”
There were several cheers and I looked back through the rearview mirror of the bus, studying everyone’s face to give me an idea of who was and who wasn’t going to mind. Sarah and Jessica were looking moody today and I told myself that I was going to have to keep my eyes on them.
We got there in record time and the girls were excited to be out. I tried to get a tally as they raced off of the bus, but I knew there was no use. They had seen boys, the bane of all our existence and instead of going in, they were far more worried about standing outside of the bus, giggling and looking towards the teenaged boys that were there for a birthday party. My day just went from bad to worse and I looked over at Craig.
“This is going to be fun.”
He nodded
and I could tell that he was thinking about the same thing. It was going to be a pain in the ass and I guess I was going to have to be ready for it. There was nothing else to do then to get the girls inside and at least have them contained in one place for a little while.
I had a feeling with the addition of twenty or so boys, this outing was going to be interesting.
***
“Miss Kendra, they are about to start fighting in the bathroom. I don’t want to get anyone in trouble, but I don’t want us all to have to leave either. I am having a good time.”
“Who?”
Dontella just shook her shoulders like she didn’t know. I knew that she didn’t want to be a tattletale, but at the end of the day she didn’t have to be because I was already on my way there. I told Craig that I was going to go check things out and I hoped that I didn’t get there too late. Fights happened in Link, but they never helped anything and it was silly to think that this time around would be any different.
I didn’t know what it was about, but I hoped that I could get there in time to see it de-escalate. Most of the girls were on probation of some sort and I would have to report them. I didn’t want to, but we couldn’t have fighting at the center. If only they would just wait until I got there, maybe I would be able to fix it. I had to try at least. There had been something between them the two girls this morning when we were on the bus and I almost was sure I knew who I was going to find fighting in the bathroom. I should have pulled them aside when we first got here. If they knew that they were being watched by me, they might not have started something because they would have been reminded of the consequences.
I walked into the bathroom just before the first punch was thrown. I could see that it was Sarah that threw it, but by the way that Jessica was talking that made me think she had most likely been the one that started it. I couldn’t tell, but I had to get them broken up, one hit on each side was not enough to call the cops. Not if it never left the bathroom and wasn’t talked about again.