“Before I show you what’s inside,” I start, pulling her close to me, “I want you to know how much I love you. You’re my life, and I want to be there for you all the time, but knowing that I can’t, this is my plan B.”
The warmness in her eyes and the sweetness in her smile returns with my words. The skeptical look that she was wearing outside has now been replaced with anxious excitement, eager to know what’s hidden behind the door.
Fisting my shirt and reaching up onto her tippy toes, she kisses me gently. “You’re so good to me,” she whispers.
Smiling down at the love of my life, I answer, “You may want to hold your thought until you see what’s inside. Remember, this is our storage facility now.”
She knows me better than that, though and knows that I most likely have done something special for her, so instead of being nervous she gives me her ‘yeah okay’ look instead. Grinning and gently pecking her forehead, I turn the key and let her enter first. The gasp she makes after getting her first glimpse is exactly what I was hoping to hear.
– ALEXA –
I didn’t really know what I was expecting when Nolan opened the door. All I knew by the look in his eyes and the heart melting grin on his face was that he had done something very sweet for me, but what I saw was nothing that I’d ever expected him to do.
Nolan has the whole living room and dining room area set up like a picture out of a wedding magazine. The ceiling is draped with beautiful white swags, different sized candles are lighting the room, stunning white accented flower arrangements are placed on the tables…I’m speechless. It’s over the top gorgeous.
“What do you think?” Nolan comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
Overwhelmed by the situation, and the fact that in between his crazy work schedule he did this all for me, I’m flooded with emotion. With tears filling my eyes, I tilt my head up to look at him as I say, “It’s beautiful, babe.”
He leans down to kiss me gently, and my hand rests on his cheek as he does. Releasing me from his hold, and turning me around to face him, he explains, “It kills me to know that I can’t be there to help you with the wedding planning, so I wanted you to know that I care and that I’d be there with you at every appointment and helping with every choice you needed to make if I could, but I can’t…so this is my plan B. This is my input and vision of what our reception should look like.”
The tears that have been welling in my eyes are now falling down my face. Just when I think that Nolan can’t get any more perfect, he does. What man goes through this much hassle to make sure his fiancé feels loved and taken care of? This one does. Mine.
“It’s perfect,” I tell him, turning back around and facing it all again.
Resting his hand on my lower back, he escorts me to a small single tiered cake sitting on a table that is blanketed with white and pink rose petals.
“This is my favorite part of it all,” Nolan says with an excited grin.
“The cake?” I question.
“This isn’t just any cake, doll,” he points out. “This is from Carlo’s Bakery.”
Are you kidding me?
“The Carlo’s Bakery? Like Buddy Valastro’s bakery…from Cake Boss?” I ask in shock.
His grin grows brighter as he nods his head yes.
“Yes, baby doll–The Carlo’s Bakery. This is just a little sample of the cake that he’ll be making us for our wedding.”
“How...? When…?” I’m at a total loss for words.
“I’ve got some connections.” He winks. “We’re all set. He has us scheduled for our wedding date. We just have to plan a day to go down to New Jersey to meet with him so that he can sketch out what you want.”
Having no words, and overcome with emotion, I leap into Nolan’s arms and push my mouth fiercely against his. With no hesitation, he lifts me up from my behind, letting my legs naturally wrap around his body. Our tongues glide with an immense amount of lust and passion as my hands tangle in his hair.
I’m so in love with this man that it takes my breath away.
– NOLAN –
With the amount of sulk she put up at the restaurant, I thought we’d at least get through dessert, but the way Alexa is showing her love and desire to have me right now...well, there’s no complaining on my part. My girl wants me hard and now, and I’m more than willing to give it to her.
Knowing that my old bedroom is stacked high with boxes and that the dining room table is covered with china more expensive than everything combined in this apartment, I set Alexa down on the kitchen island and start ripping off her clothes.
As soon as she gets my shirt and tie off, her mouth is on my nipples and her hands are down my pants. She’s so fucking hot right now that if I don’t get it together I’m going to blow before my cock even gets anywhere near her.
“Ahh…”
Alexa’s teeth clamp down around my nipple before pulling it into her mouth, soothing it with her gentle tongue. If this is what I get for getting her a Buddy Valastro cake, I’ll get her one every damn day of the week.
Holy fuck. She driving me wild!
When Alexa’s sweet little hands touch my rock hard cock, it’s my undoing. I grab her face delicately, but with authority, and bring it up to mine. With no second spared, my tongue slides into her mouth and claims what’s mine, tasting what I love. Alexa fists my hair with her hands, pulling my head back and giving herself full range of my entire neck. She claims it with passion, kissing and sucking the hell out of it, bringing me close to losing it. My girl is playing rough, and I’m loving every fucking second of it.
Moving her hands to my chest, Alexa pushes me back, shocking me with her force. With the most intense fuck me eyes ever, she hops off the counter and drops to her knees.
Holy shit. Marry me now.
My pants are already unbuttoned and hanging loosely on my hips, so in one swift movement my pants are down along with my briefs. Alexa grips my cock with one hand while the other clenches my ass. Glancing up with a sexy as hell smirk, she slides her sweet little mouth over my shaft.
“Oh yeah, baby doll,” I groan, taking a handful of her hair in my hands and gently guiding her head up and down my cock.
Between the moaning vibration from her mouth and the warm, wet softness of her tongue, I can feel the climb of ecstasy filling my body. Feeling myself flirting with the edge, I gently slide her back off of me. She glances up with a pleased grin, knowing how well she’s done. Although I’d love to just fuck the shit of her and see how loud I can get her to scream my name, tonight is supposed to be a reflection of our wedding night, and I want to mimic the sweet love we’re going to make instead.
Changing my body language from raging passion to sweet loving, I pull her body up close to mine. Our eyes melt into one another’s, and I’m immediately reminded of the immense amount of love that we share. Her mesmerizing green eyes burrow into mine and her breathtaking platinum blonde hair cascades beautifully over her silky creamed skin. Perfection doesn’t do Alexa justice.
Locking my mouth over hers, our tongues move slowly and sensually. Alexa’s hands run delicately up and down my spine as I slowly move her back to the side of the couch, then gently lay her down, covering her body with mine. My mouth slides along her jawline, down to her neck, then up behind her ear. The heat from my breath gets a sweet as hell moan from her mouth, making the desire to be inside of her rise even more.
“Oh, Nolan…” she exhales, rocking her hips up against my cock.
Hearing her breathe out my name sends a fire throughout my soul, making me want to pleasure her in every way possible. Bringing my hand up to her breast, I cup it from underneath, causing her already hard as hell nipple to protrude even more. I run my mouth down her neck then over her chest, sucking her beautiful peak into my mouth. Alexa’s back arches from the sensation and she moans out in pleasure. Knowing my girl likes her nipples teased, I keep my mouth where it is while running my hand over her sweet stomach and down t
o her warm and very wet area.
“Oh…babe…yes,” she moans as I slide two fingers up inside of her, circling around her sensitive walls within.
Feeling how wet she is, I crave the sweet taste of my girl. With one last flick of her now swollen nipples, I slide my tongue down between her breasts, over her navel, and in between her beautiful folds, stopping over her delicious clit. Never have I ever tasted anything so desirably addictive and it’s mine.
All fucking mine.
Alexa’s hands fist in my hair, letting me know that she’s moving towards climaxing. There’s nothing sweeter than bringing my girl over the edge of ecstasy with just the swirl of my tongue and the thrust of my fingers. The more she tightens her grip, the quicker I go.
“Oh fuck, baby!” she screams, making the sides of my mouth curl up into a grin. The only time you’ll ever hear Alexa swear is when I’m driving her body wild, bringing her to her release.
Sliding my fingers over her sweet sensitive spot, and pulling her clit deeper inside my mouth, her body spasms free, climaxing with relief. Placing gentle kisses along her stomach, over her chest, and up along her neck, I whisper “I love you” in her ear before pushing deep inside of her warm and ready pussy.
“Oh Nolan!” she cries, resting her hands on my cheeks and pulling my face up to hers. Alexa loves to stare into my eyes as I fill her body with pleasure, pumping my shaft in and out. “Yeah, babe…just like that,” she heavily breaths as I circle my hips, moving inside of her, exploring what’s mine.
Noticing her breathing growing heavier and my blood flowing deeper and faster down my body, I quicken my pace and push in even harder.
“Shit…Nolan…yes!”
Oh, fuck, yeah!
Even though it doesn’t seem possible, when I hear my girl swearing and screaming my name I push in harder than I have ever done before. Like that extra push was all she needed, she screams out my name one last time before escaping into a euphoric rush of pleasure.
“Oh shit!”
Alexa’s muscles clench around my cock bringing me over the edge, allowing me to fill her with my love. Her pussy continues to spasm, milking every last ounce of me dry.
Dammit, that was good!
– ALEXA –
Nolan slides down beside me, pushing my back up against the cushions so that we can face each other with our legs tangled together. We lay in silence as I run my fingertips down and over the firmness of his back, and he stares deep into my eyes, playing with a loose strand of my hair.
“When are we going to have babies?” he asks out of nowhere.
I scrunch my eyebrows together, confused by his random question.
“I mean, I know not right now, but when can you see yourself ready?” Nolan adds.
“Um…I don’t know,” I respond, not prepared with an answer. Of course, I want to have babies, and of course, I want to have them with him, but I guess I never thought about the specifics, or had a time frame in mind.
“You want to, though…right?” His voice is sincere and full of emotion.
“Yeah…of course.” I smile.
Like my answer is music to his ears, his smile brightens, making my heart flutter by the excitement in his eyes.
“Good…because I can’t wait to make them with you,” he tells me, brushing my cheek with his thumb. “Just know that I’m ready when you are.” Nolan smiles.
“You’re that eager to start a family?” I ask, shocked with his statement.
He shrugs his shoulders, looking lost in thought.
Bringing his focus back to me, he answers, “I’m just ready when you are…that’s all.”
Although the smile on his face seems genuine, his eyes show sadness, and I silently wonder what it could be. Maybe he’s just antsy to become a parent because he lost his own when he was so young? Or maybe he hoped to get a different response from me? He totally caught me off guard, though. I’m more than excited to start a family with him someday, and I hope he knows that. Just as I open my mouth to discuss this more, he jumps up and off the couch, pulling me with him.
“I did not have that cake delivered all the way from New Jersey today just to go uneaten!” he says, pulling me over near the cake.
Oh my god. I almost forgot about our Buddy cake!
Giggling at his enthusiasm, I grab the plates and silverware from the beautifully decorated table and help Nolan cut the cake, hand in hand just as we will on our wedding day.
Chapter Four
– ALEXA –
I could barely contain my excitement all day, eager to meet Meg and really start planning our wedding. After classes, I student teach at a local elementary school as part of my schooling. Thankfully it’s a beautiful fall day, and I had my class outside for most of the afternoon, making time move a little faster. Now I’m in my car trying my hardest not to speed to Simple Elegance. This whole wedding process has been so stressful, and I’m over the moon that I finally have help, not to mention that it’s the owners help.
Although it probably should have taken a good twenty minutes to get here from where I was, I made it in less than fifteen. Quickly checking myself in the mirror, and pulling my skirt down as I step out of my car, I make my way to the entrance of the building. A beautiful woman, maybe just a few years older than me, greets me from behind the front desk. She stands as soon as she sees me and smiles brightly.
“Good afternoon,” she greets me.
“Hi, I have an appointment with Meg.”
“You must be Alexa,” she smiles, extending her hand.
“Yes,” I answer, shaking her hand.
“I’m Meg,” she says still smiling. “It’s so nice to meet you.”
“Yes, you as well.”
She comes out from behind the desk.
“Here, let’s go into my office.” She motions to the door to the left of where we’re standing. I follow as she leads the way.
Meg’s office is quite plain–cream walls with two white comfy chairs that face her desk. There are two end tables with wedding magazines and books placed on top, along with a few bookshelves.
I take a seat in one of the chairs as she takes the one behind her desk. Meg’s exactly how I pictured...stunning with long dark hair, crystal blue eyes that remind me of Nolan’s. Wearing a very sophisticated tan linen suit, she is well-kept and very business.
Pulling out a notebook and pen, she starts getting down to business.
“So when’s your actual wedding date?” she starts.
“July twenty-first,” I answer, trying to control my anxious nerves.
“Now, have you reserved any venues?”
Just as I’m about to shamefully admit that I haven’t, I remember the one reservation that Nolan has made. “My fiancé actually has Carlo’s Bakery reserved for the cake.”
She looks up at me, shocked. “You’ve got Buddy Valastro making your cake?”
A prideful grin spreads across my face. “I do,” I respond.
“Wow, that’s awesome. I’ve only had a few clients who have had a Carlo’s Bakery cake. Good for you. Your fiancé must really love you,” she says with a genuine grin.
Sighing, I feel my heart flutter as I think about Nolan. “He does. I’m a very lucky girl.”
Looking lost in thought, she stares at me for a moment with an almost envious grin before lightly shaking her head. “So, the cake is taken care of…” she says, jotting it down. “Now…let’s talk about the budget.” Meg looks up at me with an ‘I have to ask’ grin.
Between the money my parents are contributing and the money that Nolan and I have saved, we have a pretty decent budget…I think. “Twenty-five thousand…well, thirty when we include you.”
Nodding her head and smiling while she jots it down, I’m assuming she sees it as doable.
“With around one hundred guests, we can certainly work with that,” Meg confirms, looking back up at me with an assuring grin.
Phew…
We continue working out what venues we c
an look at, what types of flowers I have in mind, food, invites…we work right down the list. After sitting and chatting for over an hour, we make plans for the beginning of the following week to go look at possible churches and venues before Meg walks me out to the front doors when we’re finished.
“It was so nice to meet you, Alexa,” she says, shaking my hand again. “I’ll be in touch.”
“Sounds good. Thank you so much,” I answer in an appreciative tone because, holy cow, am I ever so grateful that she squeezed us into her schedule. For the first time in months, I actually feel organized and excited for our wedding. Stepping outside, I take a refreshing deep breath, feeling like a ton of bricks has been lifted off of my shoulders. I don’t care how much money we are spending by hiring a wedding planner. She is worth every cent.
– NOLAN –
Today is one of those days that I have back to back meetings. I’ve got clients at the gym to train. Mike and I have to meet up at the exercise equipment warehouse to order all the treadmills, ellipticals, and all the other things that we’ll need at some point–it’s going to be a late night. Thankfully, Alexa has her appointment with the wedding planner, then she is having dinner with her friend Jamie, so she won’t be waiting around for me at home.
Walking into the gym, my cellphone starts buzzing with the ringtone designated for Alexa, Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars. Yeah, I get it–kind of girly, but it describes my girl perfectly, and when it comes to Alexa, I don’t give a shit what people think.
Putting it up to my ear, I answer, “Hey, baby doll.”
“Hey, babe,” she says, putting an instant smile on my face just hearing her voice.
Damn...I hate being away from her.
“How was your appointment?” I ask, knowing that she probably dialed my number as soon as she stepped foot inside the car. I guarantee she hasn’t even pulled out of the lot yet. God love her enthusiasm, especially when it has to do with marrying me.
“Oh my god, Nolan, I’m so happy she fit us in. She’s amazing,” Alexa answers.
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