by Jamie Knight
"This is so bizarre." I think to myself. The light turns green and I drive away. I think back over the past few months since we have been together. Everything was perfect, better than perfect. In fact, it was only these past few days that things started to change. He started acting differently. He has been abnormally quiet. I try to start a conversation at home, and it's one word answers, if even that. Today he didn't even answer my calls. The only time I heard from him was the text I received a little while ago.
Fear grips me. "What if this has all been too much for him? What if he’s going back to how he used to be?"
I find myself getting emotional at the thought. I shake my head, whatever is wrong, I will just have to go to the rose garden and see. I slow down as I reach the neighborhood where the garden is. I can see his car, so I park behind him. I wait a few seconds, but he’s not in his car. I get out and look around the area. I wait outside the garden for a few minutes, but still no sign of him, so I decide to head inside. Hopefully he's in there.
As I walk, the garden appears empty. My worry grows. I keep walking until I'm deep in the garden. I reach our spot and my heart lifts. I can see him there pacing. But I feel worried again when I see how nervous he is. He’s pacing so hard I’m surprised he hasn’t worn a path into the ground.
I cautiously walk over to him. He hears my footsteps on the ground and stops pacing, looking up at me. The expression on his face doesn't bring me comfort. I walk over to him. "What's wrong? Why are we here?" I ask.
"Um. Well, you see…." He stammers for a moment then stops talking.
I have never seen him like this. He’s never at a loss for words. His nervous demeanor puts me on edge. He starts pacing again. I give him a few more minutes, but he remains silent. Finally, I can’t take it anymore and my voice trembles as I ask, "Are you breaking up with me?"
He stops pacing and looks at me in horror. "Of course not!" He replies, sounding almost offended. "I'm trying to figure out a way to ask you to marry me. I want it to be perfect, so I need the right words."
I watch in shock and delight as he resumes pacing. He doesn’t even seem to realize what he just said. I step in front of him so he’ll stop pacing and looks at me. "Can you repeat that one more time?" I ask him slowly.
He blinks a few times, then I can see it dawn on him and a giggle erupts out of me, He pulls a box from his pocket and gets on one knee. "I’m an idiot. Will you marry me?"
He opens the box to reveal the most beautiful ring ever. I let out a laugh, even as happy tears sting my eyes. "Yes! Of course!"
He slips the ring onto my finger. I pull him into a hug and give him the longest, sweetest kiss ever. The kiss quickly heats up as our tongues explore each other’s mouths. I try to wrap a leg around his waist. He gently pushes me away, ending our kiss. He clears his throat, "Um, we are in a public park,” he laughs, “No matter how secluded. We could get arrested for indecent exposure if we keep this up."
I blush, embarrassed even though he’s right and it is secluded.
"Sorry, I forgot." I answer sheepishly, darting a glance around just to make sure no one is nearby. He pulls me into another hug and whispers in my ear, "It’s fine. Now get your ass home so we can get indecent in private. I’ll stop and get wine."
His words make me shiver with delight. I give him a small kiss on the lips and hurry to my car. As I'm driving, I realize I am crying tears of joy. It’s finally happening to me. I'm getting my happy ending. After so many years of waiting, it's finally coming true. I couldn't be happier than I am right now.
Chapter 20 - Gabriel
That was intense. I felt like such a moron trying to figure out the right words to propose to her. I guess I didn't need any. All I needed to do was simply ask her. I saw the tears in her eyes and felt the love in her heart when she said "yes." I feel like a pretty lucky dude.
Driving home from the garden, I make a quick stop at the store. I need to pick up a bottle of wine and some lilies for my fiancée. My fiancée. Just the word puts that stupid goofy grin back on my face. Soon I'm back in the car and heading home.
I rush through the lights. I know it’s reckless, but I can’t help myself, I'm just so excited. I had been planning this day for a while. I tried my best to keep it a secret. I guess maybe I was a little too good at it. I didn't mean to give Lorelai the impression that I was breaking up with her. I was just really nervous. For someone who has been hurt like me, this is a really big step. But it's one that I was gladly willing to take.
The more I think about it, I start to realize that this was where I was going to end up. I had feelings for her the moment I saw her. I just spent a long time denying them because I didn't want to get hurt. Now that part is over with. I feel happy and complete when I am with Lorelai. She has made me see the beauty in falling in love and helped me to make peace with my past. I know she would never hurt me, just like I would never hurt her.
I pull up outside our apartment. We agreed to live somewhere small for now. We are just barely starting our life together. I grab the wine and flowers. I realize that I am humming to myself as I get out of the car. That makes me laugh. I never enjoyed life this much before. I hurry upstairs to our apartment. I can't wait to get in there and celebrate our engagement with her.
Once I reach the apartment I unlock the door and walk inside. "Lorelai, I'm home." I call out. I throw my keys on the coffee table. I walk into the kitchen to find two glasses. When I come back out, my mouth hangs open in shock. I almost drop everything.
Lorelai is standing in the living room, her hair and makeup done. She’s dressed in a red lace bra, with matching lace panties. They fit her body so well and show off every curve. She has a black see through robe on, also lace. But it's so sheer and small it doesn't cover anything.
"Welcome home. Why don't you bring that to the bedroom?" she suggests in her most seductive voice. She turns and walks down the hall. I'm still in shock so I follow her in silence. The room is dark. She closed the curtains. Suddenly light appears. She’s lit several candles on the dresser. The room is bathed in warm glow.
I look at her and realize the candlelight makes her skin glow too. I can see the lust in her eyes. I feel it too. I hand her the lilies. She smiles and takes them. "I hope this isn't too much, I had been saving all this for a special occasion," She explains.
I set the wine and glasses down. I pull her into my arms. "Everything is perfect, just like you," I reply.
She gazes up at me, the heat and sexual tension rising between us. I gently caress her face before kissing her passionately. She throws the flowers on the nightstand. Our arms wrap around each other. I lift her, and her legs wrap around my waist. We keep kissing as I lay her on the bed, pinning her. We break apart so she can unbutton my shirt and yank it off. My pants and underwear are next.
I pull off her robe and gaze at her. "That is one sexy outfit," I comment appreciatively.
She giggles, "I bought them to match the handcuffs," She admits.
I grin at her. "So that's what you want to do?" I ask her in a teasing tone. She giggles and blushes.
I reach past her. "I think we left them out." I reply. I dig around under the pillows for a few minutes. "Aha!" I cry in triumph. I pull out a pair of red cuffs. They’re not the cheap fuzzy kind. These are more for bondage, made from a red leather type material. They were Lorelai’s idea.
I was surprised to find out that she has a bit of kinky side. She loves for me to tie her up and ride her, then turn her over and spank her ass. Ever since that night I took her virginity, it sort of opened a door to all that. Most nights she could go all night if I let her. Actually the only thing that really seems to stop her is when I get tired.
I get out of my thoughts and go back to the present. I tie her to the bed. She pulls at the cuffs and pretends to struggle a little, and we both start laughing. That's one of the things I love about her. She always makes me smile. She looks at me as I spread her legs. She’s tied up, facing the ceiling. I smile at her then pu
ll her panties off. I toss them to the side. I slip a finger inside her and she cries out. She’s already dripping wet for me. I pull my finger out and lick it. I smirk at her, there is no mistaking the lust on her eyes.
I lie on the edge of the bed. I bury my face in her thighs. I start by licking her from her vagina to her clit. She moans and pulls at the cuffs. I lick her again and again. I love it when I make her crazy. I suck her clit lightly, making her squirm. She moans like crazy and tries to inch closer to me. The cuffs hold her back. This is so hot. I poke my tongue inside of her. She has juices dripping like crazy. She is so wet and tastes so good.
She asks for more. My tongue slides in and out of her. Her moans are getting louder and louder. She cries "Yes," more frequently. She twists and turns, pulling at her restraints. Finally she quiets and her body relaxes into the bed. She came all over my face. I wipe it off with some tissue from the nightstand. "That was certainly loud." I tell her. I climb on the bed and lie on top of her. "That was a double. That's why." She admits with a giggle. "What do you mean?" I ask with curiosity. "I mean you made me cum twice." She explains.
I can’t keep the proud smile off my face. She smiles as well. "Ready for round two?" I ask with a laugh. She nods eagerly. She's still tied up, so I climb on top of her and slide my erection inside of her. I slide in easily, she's so wet. I know she loves the feel of my hard cock, because she moans again. This girl’s sexual appetite is insane. I groan aloud as well. I love being inside of her. Having her tied up in a missionary position is my favorite. She can't move, but I get to look at her beautiful face.
I bury my face in the side of her neck. I love how soft her skin feels. I go slow, wanting to build up to everything. I can feel every inch of her pussy gripping me tight as I slide in and out. I start to go a little faster. I lift my head up. I like to watch her tits bounce as we make love.
Every inch of her body is beautiful to me. I pull her bra down so I can get a better view. Her nipples swell from the movement. This turns me on more, so I thrust faster and faster. The pleasure tears through me like a hurricane as I pour my load inside her. I fucking love this woman.
I take a few seconds to catch my breath. I untie her from the bed. We engage in our favorite pastime, cuddling. We lie down under the covers. She scoots closer to me, and I love that this is always her first instinct, to get as close as possible.
I hope she stays close, always.
Epilogue - Lorelai
I can't believe I am standing here today. I never thought this day would happen. I'm literally a blushing bride today. I was so excited throughout this planning process. I mean, I've been a part of it before with other brides, but it’s a whole new world when it’s for you own wedding. I pause to admire my reflection in the mirror.
I designed my own wedding dress, and I'm proud of it, but there are so many other things about my life that I am so happy about. I think about them as I stand here. I have a few minutes before the ceremony, and I take the time to think back on what an adventure my relationship with Gabriel has been,
He is the one person that makes me truly happy. I can't believe how everything worked out between us. I honestly didn't think it was going to be possible. I consider myself lucky just to have met him, but to actually be married to him is my dream come true. He is the most kind, caring and supportive man. I know he might not have seemed that way at first, but it takes a while for a person to open up and for you to get to know the real them.
He encouraged me to keep hosting auctions. Though I no longer participate, obviously, I was glad to keep that source of income. Between that money, and his support I was able to repair and make so many improvements to my business. I was able to expand my store and now offer floral services, just like my grandmother and I dreamed! The part I'm most proud of is that some of the flowers I use come from my own personal garden.
Gabriel knew how much I loved the garden where we had our first date, so I was able to convince him to help me plant a massive one at our home. Those are some of my favorite memories. I giggle as they pop into my head. It was adorable how silly he looked the first time he picked up a trowel, but now he fusses over the PH balance in the soil like a worried mom. Shocking how people can change for the ones they love. I stare at my reflection again, and do a little twirl in my dress. I love this design.
On a table next to my makeup is my bridal bouquet. Its elegant and lovely. I pick it up and admire it for a second before inhaling the fragrance from the flowers. I handpicked certain ones from my personal garden at home to create this bouquet. I wanted it to be extra special for today. I look at the petals on each flower. I realize how much love and care we put into that garden. I also realize that I put that same amount of time and energy into planning every detail of this wedding, and our relationship. You want to live out your dreams of your fairytale life. It’s only natural that everything should be perfect.
If you are going to do something like this then you should put all your effort into it and make it the best you can. I put the bouquet down and put a few more pins in my hair. My red hair seems brighter today. I'm wearing a little makeup, but not much. Gabriel calls me a 'natural beauty' and loves my freckles. I gasp as I realize that it's time to start the ceremony.
I hurry to put on my heels, careful not to damage the hem of my dress. I grab my bouquet and walk out of the bathroom. I wait by the doors to the chapel. I take a deep breath. My heart is pounding in my chest. Gabriel and my future is waiting for me on the other side of these doors. Suddenly it hits me, and I feel dizzy. It was never about the actual ceremony. All the planning and preparation was useless. All that I ever wanted was to find my Gabriel. He is my fairytale, not this wedding. I would be happy getting married barefoot in the woods as long as I ended up with him.
That thought becomes even more clear as the chapel doors swing open and I see him standing there. The music plays and I walk slowly down the aisle to him. Tears of joy feel my eyes. I can see his smile from here. Once I reach the altar we exchange vows. Afterwards, we opt for a sweet, quick kiss.
We felt it was better to save the more passionate stuff for the honeymoon.
We hold hands as we walk back down the aisle together. Neither of us can stop smiling. From here, we are heading straight to the reception. It feels like everything is happening so fast that I can't wrap my head around it. But then again, fast seems to be the only speed we know.
Everyone cheers us as we walk into the reception hall. My friend Tammy gives me a big hug. I hug her back and follow Gabriel to our seats at the table. There is music playing and everyone is eating from the buffet. They are talking and having a great time. Suddenly Gabriel picks up his champagne glass and taps it with the handle of a fork. "Can I have everyone's attention please?" He asks.
Everyone stops talking and turns to look at him. "I'd like to thank you all for sharing this joyous experience with us. I'd also like to thank my beautiful bride for all her hard work in creating such a memorable event, " he says.
He's trying to keep tears out of his eyes as he talks. I'm hanging on his every word.
"Not only has she invested so much time and effort into the wedding and her business, but in me as well. I'd like to thank her for never giving up on me. For bringing love into my life, and guiding me on this journey. As long as she is by my side, I'll be happy for the rest of my life. To my beautiful wife ,Lorelai. " he says, holding out his champagne glass.
"To Lorelai!" Everyone echoes him.
They all sip their champagne. I pull him in for another kiss and wipe the tears from my cheeks.
I stand with my glass. "It’s my turn to make a toast.," I announce.
Everyone chuckles and raises their glasses again. "I never thought I would make it to this day. I'm not talking about the ceremony, but about finding my soulmate," I pause to look at Gabe and continue talking.
"Though we met under crazy circumstances, my heart called out for you. I knew there was something in you that I needed and vice versa. We hav
e had an amazing life together so far, and I think it will only get better. We have brought nothing but joy and happiness to each other’s lives. I believe that's what true love is. That's the type of love I have always dreamed of and now I have it. I look forward to my future with you because I know it will be filled with nothing but love and happiness. I couldn't ask for anything better than that." My voice breaks a little on the last word.
Several people including Gabriel are also teary eyed. "To Gabriel, my love and my life, and my future." People echo my toast and we all sip champagne. Gabriel pulls me into a hug and gives me the sweetest kiss. He looks at me and I can tell he is at a loss for words. We just smile at each other and enjoy the rest of the reception.
It’s the perfect way to kick off the rest of our lives.
THE END
Rival Pet
His Pet Series Book 7
Copyright © 2020; Jamie Knight
Jamie Knight –
Your Dirty Little Secret Romance Author
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Chapter One - Gemma
I take a deep breath, realizing that I have the corner of my silk blouse wound around my fingertips so tight it is almost tied in a knot. Anxiety literally has me at the edge of my seat. I need to calm down.
Fixing the headset I wear at the office, I straighten my shoulders. I can do this.
Anna, the secretary at a reputable hedge fund, has just patched me through to the CEO’s office. Peter has been the top client for our little law firm for the past five years. Now, it is likely he is going to leave. I desperately need that not to happen.