by Jamie Knight
I break our kiss to look into her eyes and she looks up at me in a way that no one ever has. I know I don’t need words to know that Savannah loves it, though I really enjoy hearing her say it.
I push inside of her, slowly letting her folds engulf me. Savannah’s head falls back as our bodies join together. She brings her hands over my shoulders and holds on to her wrists behind my neck.
Our bodies move together as I pump in and out of her, her back slick with sweat and water as it slides up and down the shower. Her eyes flutter shut, and she bites her bottom lip.
It feels like every inch of me is touching every inch of her. I know we have moments like this to come for the rest of our lives, but I’m so wrapped up in this one that I don’t want it to end.
“Fuck,” she sighs.
I don’t even think I can string together a few words at this point. All the blood in my body is rushing through my veins as my muscles strain to keep from popping. Her walls start to pulse around me, further milking every ounce of desire from my body.
I hear her breath catch before her face breaks into a look of ultimate pleasure. I’m not too far behind, my cock growing before I spill inside of Savannah, whispering her name as she takes everything I have to give.
We hold on to one another for a few more seconds before letting go. We disentangle our limbs until we’re both standing up straight in the shower. We take turns washing one another, making sure we don’t totally waste our time in the shower.
Once we’re done, we step out and get ourselves dried and dressed. It’s been a long day and it looks like both of us are ready to get some sleep.
The two of us get under the covers and turn to face one another. I watch her until she falls asleep, her face a sea of calm. It doesn’t take too long before I’m right there with her.
Epilogue - Savannah
Today is the day I’m getting married. I mean, I’m already married, but this one is in front of my friends and my family and it feels more real.
After Landon kidnapped me, Robert and I were a lot more open with one another. We stopped hiding our feelings for each other and acted like we were in a real relationship, because that’s what our fake marriage became.
My dad even forgave us pretty quickly for lying to him. I think he felt really guilty for being so wrong about Landon. Either way, everything kind of just fell into place for us.
The wedding is taking place at the local botanical gardens. My father had managed to get the whole thing rented out.
It’s so beautiful. I’d never thought I’d wanted to be surrounded by so much flora on my wedding day, but it looks like my dad did know me a little better in this aspect.
I’m waiting at a nearby hotel for my bridesmaids. I didn’t really mind getting ready on my own – I kind of preferred it, actually.
I’m quite nervous doing this a second time. It’s with the same exact man and nothing’s legally significant about this wedding, only emotionally significant. But I just have a lot of emotions and I’m worried I’m going to turn into a leaky faucet.
There’s a knock on the door and I go to answer it. I find my dad, Robert’s mother Patty, and his little sister Lindsay. I let them all come in.
“We’ve got a present for you,” my dad says, as they’re walking through the door.
I get very excited and wait to see what’s going to be pulled out. Patty goes into her purse and takes out a jewelry box. She opens it and inside is a beautiful opal pendant.
“I wanted to welcome you to the family, and I thought that this would be perfect. All the women in our family have worn this at their weddings and I wouldn’t want you to miss out. I wore it, Lindsay wore it, and, now, you’ll get to wear it,” she explains.
I’m so touched that she thought to let me use this today. Robert’s parents never learned the truth about our arrangement. After my dad found out, Robert and I decided to go to Bernard and void the contract. We actually ended up burning any and all copies. There was no need for them anymore.
I feel the tears starting to form a little bit – I thought I’d be able to last until I was walking down the aisle without crying, but I guess I’m not so lucky.
“I can’t believe it. I thought I had more time before I started crying,” I joke. Everyone laughs. “I, um, I lost my mother when I was very young and I’m just so happy that I’ll be gaining another one. You guys really have been the sweetest throughout this whole thing, and I couldn’t be any more grateful.”
Patty comes up and gives me a hug.
“Well, you guys did nothing wrong and who am I to get mad over two kids in love? I’m just so darn happy you’re joining our little family over here.”
We break apart and Patty holds up the box. I take the pendant out, but notice there’s no chain. I’m not sure how I am supposed to wear it.
I’m about to ask, but the confused look on my face must be a tell-all. My dad takes out another jewelry box and, before saying anything, opens it. Inside is a simple gold chain.
“Your mother wore this the day of our wedding. It was something I bought her totally unexpectedly and, at the time, she thought she’d never have a place to wear it. I’m sure she would have loved it if you wore it today.”
I nod, feeling even more choked up, and then my dad takes the opal from me. He puts it on the chain and motions for me to turn around. He puts the necklace on and then the tears really start to flow.
Ugh, I’m going to be a real mess today. I just feel so accepted by both families. Robert’s side took me, no questions asked. They’d treated me like the family from the get-go.
My dad and I have been working on our own relationship and he’s finally realized how much I want to be a doctor. He’s apologized for all those years he made me suffer through Landon, but I also let him know that he has been a pretty good dad. I’m just beyond happy with everything and everyone in my life right now.
They all leave, and I finish getting ready. My bridesmaids arrive – I only have a handful – and, once they’re all done with what they need to do, we leave for the venue.
The ceremony is small; we didn’t invite a whole lot of people. Robert and I agreed that’s how we would like it. My dad might have gotten us this grandiose place in which to get married, but we like to keep everything as simple as possible.
I’m waiting to walk down the aisle, standing with my dad, who’s going to walk me down. My nerves have only gotten worse, but there’s also a whole lot of excitement.
It feels like our first wedding in that regard. I’d looked up at Robert then and wondered if I could ever marry him for real and the answer turned out to very much be yes.
My dad must notice how anxious I am, because he puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder.
“You already know he loves you and you already know what it’s like to be married to him. I’m sure today will perfect. Even if every last thing goes wrong, you’ll be with someone you love and that’s enough.”
I smile because I know he’s right. The song starts, signaling us to walk. My dad takes my arm and the two of us make our way down the aisle.
Robert and I say the same vows we did last time, but today there is no uncertainty, no one year deadline – we’re in this together in every way.
We get to have our wedding kiss, and, like the first time, I melt into him. I’d keep going if there weren’t so many people here watching us. Anyway, we have tonight and the rest of our lives to do whatever we want with each other.
After our beautiful ceremony, we have a small reception that everyone is invited to. Robert and I are sitting at our own little wedding table. Usually, there’s more of the wedding party seated with the bride and groom, but we wanted something to ourselves, where we could talk.
Also, there are other chairs if people want to sit with us, which is what Nicole does when she approaches our table. Actually, she kind of just stands there, but I motion for her to sit and she does.
“Hey, guys. It was a beautiful ceremony,” she complimen
ts.
“Thanks,” I say.
After her confession to us, our relationship got a little strained. I wasn’t totally mad at her; I knew Landon was to blame for everything, but I think Nicole felt really guilty and she needed some time to come to terms with it herself.
I’m really happy that she accepted out wedding invitation, though. I would have been sad if she hadn’t made it.
“I wanted to tell you guys that Brent and I went to the Dean. We gave her the evidence that you guys didn’t cheat and inside here,” she holds up a large manila envelope, “are two letters reinstating your status at school. They even gave you back your scholarship, Robert.”
She looks nervous telling us all of this, but I am beyond overjoyed. I had known we would have gone to the dean ourselves at some point after the wedding, but I had been willing to wait a little bit.
Honestly, this is the best thing Nicole could have gotten us. I get out of my seat and go around to hug her.
“Thank you so much. You really are a good friend,” I try and reassure her.
I rub her back a little before breaking the hug. She hands me the envelope and I pass it over to Robert. He opens it and quickly skims the letters. He looks pleased with what they say.
“I say we celebrate,” I tell everyone.
Nicole nods and Robert gets out of his seat and takes my hand. He helps me back into a standing position and we go on to the dance floor and dance.
While we’re taking a small break, Seth, one of Landon’s friends, comes up to us. He’s brought his wife Tina with him as well. I haven’t gotten to spend too much time with her, but the times we have hung out, she’s been really fun and nice. I’d like to get to know her better.
“Hey, guys. Congrats.”
They each give Robert and me a hug.
“Thanks for coming,” Robert tells his friend.
“I actually wanted to tell you guys something. I’m sure you know about the ongoing investigation into Landon.”
Robert and I nod.
The kidnapping case had been going on for a little bit. Landon hadn’t taken any kind of plea deal yet; he was dragging it on for some reason. There is more than enough evidence to put him away, so I’m not sure what he expects to happen, but, even so, I am ready to take the witness stand if needed.
“Well, the FBI just raided his office and they’ve seized all of his businesses and assets. They’re going to be prosecuting him for a whole slew of crimes.”
It’s just what he deserves. Maybe, now, he’ll finally just confess. There’s no way he can avoid jail time at this point.
“Thanks for letting us know,” I tell Seth.
Then I remember that he was working for Landon. Obviously, he’s out a job now. There’s no way anything Landon was in charge of is still open.
“What are you doing now?” I ask.
“I lost my job at the old office. I mean, everyone lost their job at the old office, but your father hired me on as his personal assistant, so it all kind of worked out for me in the end. Plus, I’d rather work for your dad and it’s not just because of the better pay,” Seth jokes.
We all have a light laugh and talk some more before Seth and Tina head in another direction at the reception.
Robert and I make sure to say hi to everyone who came, thanking them for being here on our wedding day. I’ve never been the biggest fan of hosing; I was not the greatest debutante, but I do have manners and I know that before we can leave, especially since we had such a small group of people, we should at least try to talk to everyone.
We make the rounds and, once we’re done, say goodbye. Well, we tell our families we’re leaving and give them the task of letting the rest of the party know. We have the reception venue for the whole night, so if people want to keep partying, we’re not about to stop them.
Our limo is waiting for us outside, to take us to the airport, so we can fly to our honeymoon destination. Robert pulls me into the limo and then makes sure the divider is all the way up.
It looks like he wants privacy. The car moves forward and we’re on our way.
“What was that for?” I ask, referring to the putting up of the divider.
“I thought we could consummate our marriage,” he tells me.
I laugh, because I’m sure we’ve already done that, over and over and over again.
“And what is that supposed to mean?”
“Well, I’m sure you’re thinking about our first marriage – which has been consummated quite nicely – but we can’t leave this second one hanging.”
“Leave it hanging?” I say, with a tilt of my head.
I know I’m being nitpicky, but I do like teasing Robert. He’s a lot of fun when he’s playful.
“You know what I mean,” he tells me.
I do, so, instead of answering, I slide myself on to his lap, straddling him. I put my hands on either side of him and look right into his eyes.
I can feel his erection growing as it presses into me slightly. Slowly, I bring my face down on his and kiss him. As we’re embracing, I grind my pelvis into his and elicit a moan from him.
I want more of that, so I go down to the floor and unbuckle his pants. I pull them down, along with his underwear, and his cock springs out, the veins popping from his arousal.
I let my fingers skim down his shaft before my mouth closes around the head.
“Jesus Christ,” Robert groans, as I use both my hand my mouth to stimulate him.
I keep going, egged on by all the sounds Robert is making, the scent of his body – just everything about him is a turn on for me. His hand goes into my hair, and he undoes the bun it’s in. The tendrils fall on to my face and he sweeps them away, wrapping them around his hand in a fist.
He pulls on my hair as I continue to suck him off. I let my tongue circle around the head of his penis and taste some of the cum starting to come out. I feel his hand tighten in my hair before his cum squirts into my mouth.
“Fuck!” he shouts.
His cum is spilling into my mouth and I’m doing my best to swallow it all, but a little bit of it gets on to the corners of my mouth. The stream finally stops, and Robert relaxes.
I take his cock out of my mouth and I suck his cum off my finger. I kiss Robert before taking a seat next to him. He pulls his pants back on and I lay my head on his chest. Robert softly strokes my hair.
“I don’t know if we can count that as being consummated,” he says quietly.
“Why?”
“Because I didn’t get an orgasm out of you, yet,” he says, matter-of-factually.
I move my head, so I can look up at him.
“Well, we’ll just have to take care of that later.”
“Mmm,” he responds. “I can’t wait. I love you, my wife.”
“I love you, my husband.”
I return to my previous position. Robert continues to run his fingers in my hair, as I think about how happy I am.
Everything is back on track in terms of my dream to become a doctor. My dad has finally accepted that that is what I want. I’ve added on to my family. It’s gone from just my dad and me to all of Robert’s family.
And, the icing on top of this amazing cake is that I’ve found the love of my life. He’ll be able to complete med school, too, and he’s happy with how it all turned out. I don’t see how it could get any better than this.
Extended Epilogue - Savannah
Robert and I made it to our honeymoon destination. My dad let us use his jet and we went to his resort on a private island in the Bahamas.
I was worried that Papa King might bristle at all of this, but he’s taken it all in stride. He seems to have accepted Robert and our marriage, and he gave us access to everything with a smile.
We go to our honeymoon suite. I’ve been here before, so nothing is too surprising to me, but I love seeing Robert’s reaction to all of it. He seems a little mystified with all the opulence. He stares at chandeliers and fish tanks, eyes the bed linins, and looks out the
windows at the perfect seaside view.
We put our luggage away and then we both fall onto the bed. It’s one of the most comfortable beds ever.
“We should get a bed like this back home,” I tell Robert, running my hands over the sheets.
I like his bed. We’ve made a lot of great memories in his bed, but we could always make more in a bed like this.
“I am not opposed,” he mumbles.
He fell into the bed on his face, so his mouth is pressed into the covers. He must be tired. The flight over here took some time and I don’t think Robert slept at all on the plane.
I got in a small nap, but I’m not sure what he was doing. I push on his shoulder, so he’ll turn around. He rolls over and I kiss his cheek quickly.
“Are you hungry?” I ask him.
He nods. I go over to the bedside table and pick up the phone, calling for room service. I order us some food and drinks, and they come up pretty quickly. I order some fresh fruit because my husband’s a health nut and I got champagne because we are celebrating.
We move to the longue chairs and I pour us each a glass. We clink our glasses and proceed to have the laziest of days. All we do is eat and drink and kiss and repeat.
“We’re out a champagne,” I note, when I try to get another drink and notice the bottle is empty.
Robert gets up and goes to the phone. He orders another expensive bottle and I smile.
“What is it?” he asks me.
“Hmm?”
“You’ve got a nice smile on your face.”
“Oh,” I realize. “I just think you’re adapting pretty well to the rich life that you hated me for,” I tease him.
I meant it as a joke, but Robert gets serious all of sudden. I’m worried I might have upset him. I had thought he had gotten over this money business between us, but maybe I should be a little more sensitive to his needs.
I wait for him to talk, not wanting to push or prod. He’s silent for a few minutes while I wait. He shifts in his seat a little bit.
“I am still a little… uncomfortable with some of your dad’s business practices,” he admits.