Til Death Do Us Part (Vegas Vows)

by Harlow Layne

  The fact that he even noticed a wedding chapel was shocking.

  “I think there was that cute little white one with pink on it down to the right, but it’s too far to walk to.” At least it was too far for my poor feet after dancing in heels for the last few hours. I hobbled a bit, trying to alleviate some of the pain my feet were now feeling after running behind Leo.

  Leo looked down at my feet and then back up at me. Sweeping me off my feet, Leo held me with one arm around my back and one under my knees. My arms effortlessly went around his wide shoulders. “What was that for?”

  “So, your feet don’t hurt while we wait for a taxi and practice for when I walk you over the threshold later.”

  “You’re one damn fine gentleman. I’m glad I picked you to be my husband.” I giggled against the hot skin of his neck.

  “You haven’t seen anything yet. I’m going to treat you like a queen. First, by worshipping your body all night long and second—”

  A blow horn went off and a group of people yelled out the top of a limo, interrupting what Leo was saying. Our surrounding crowd cheered in excitement, but I jumped in Leo’s arms and tightened my hold on him.

  “Fuck, I can’t wait to get you naked and underneath me,” Leo growled. One hand went up to hail a passing cab, but it didn’t stop.

  I sighed into his neck, wanting nothing more than to get an up close and personal look at his naked body. The three orgasms I’d given myself last night once I got to my room weren’t enough. I knew the only way was to have the real deal.

  “Don’t worry. I’ll get us a taxi.” He nuzzled into the side of my neck before he licked along my collarbone.

  Another horn honked, but this time it was a taxi that’d stopped. Keeping me in his arms, Leo somehow got us both inside without me hitting my head.

  “Where to?” the taxi driver asked.

  “The closest wedding chapel,” I answered, grinning wildly down at Leo.

  4

  Leo

  “Is this alright?” the taxicab driver asked as he pulled up in front of Cupid’s Wedding Chapel. It was white with pink accents, making it a little too girlie for me.

  “Perfect.” Everly jumped in my lap, going for the door handle.

  Sliding her off and onto the seat, I leaned over and opened the door for her, almost making us topple out of the taxi.

  Grabbing onto my arm, Everly let out a little squeak before she settled back against my chest and let out a contented sigh.

  “Isn’t this place cute,” Everly said as she pulled me to a front door with a heart cut out in it.

  I didn’t really care, but if it made her happy and got me one step closer to getting her in bed then I was all for it.

  “Welcome to Cupid’s Wedding Chapel,” a woman with brown hair and eyes, and a heart shaped name tag stating her name was Ellen, welcomed us from behind a reception desk. “How can I help you?”

  Everly squinted and leaned across the desk. “Hi, Ellen. I’m Everly, and this is Leo. Isn’t he dreamy?”

  Silent laughter shook my entire body while Ellen took me in.

  “He’s definitely a dream boat. You two make for a very good-looking couple. Are you wanting to get married tonight or—”

  “Tonight,” Everly eagerly replied.

  I took in the room that was all cream and beige with dark hardwood floors only to find us alone in the room.

  “Great,” Ellen clapped. “Would you like to see our packages? They range from two hundred and ninety-five dollars up to six-fifty.”

  Slipping my credit card out of my wallet, I held it out for her. “Give us your best package.”

  “Our romantic package includes you, six guests, a beautiful rose bouquet and boutonniere with the color of your choice, traditional wedding music, a candle lighting ceremony, with photos and a limousine included.” She pointed out each item as she went through the package.

  “It’s only the two of us. Is that going to be a problem?” If I had to, I’d pull some random people off the street to make it work.

  “Not a problem. I can be your witness if you need one. Once you pay, I’ll have you meet with our florist and DJ to pick out your flowers and music.”

  “How long will this take?” I asked as I took in the large selection of roses from behind the counter.

  “About thirty minutes, give or take. It depends on how long it takes you to decide on your extras.” Turning around, she showcased the flowers like she was Vanna White on Wheel of Fortune.

  Pulling Everly’s body to mine, I felt her shiver. “Are you cold?” When she only shook her head and leaned against me with her head on my shoulder, I asked. “What’s your favorite color, sweet girl?”

  “Purple,” she pointed to a bouquet of lavender roses.

  “Then purple it is.”

  “Would you like your boutonniere to match?” Ellen asked as she pulled the lavender flowers.

  I nodded, not caring.

  “And what song would you like as you walk down the aisle, sweetie?”

  “Um…” Everly bit her bottom lip and looked at me from the corner of her eye. Every time she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, it drove me wild making my dick hard. “I’m not sure what it’s called, but the standard wedding march is fine.”

  “Perfect. You can’t go wrong with the Bridal Chorus, and what about after you’re married.”

  “Do you have a book or something I can look at?” She looked over her shoulder at me. “Do you have any song you want to hear?”

  “You pick what you want. You only get married for the first time once.” I leaned my hip into the counter.

  “True,” she murmured as she bent over the counter and looked through the book. “This one,” she tapped the sheet of paper over the name Come Away with Me by Norah Jones.

  “Now, all I need is for you both to sign the marriage certificate.” Ellen showed us each where to sign and then tucked our paperwork in a folder.

  “If you’ll give me a few minutes, we’ll have you married in a jiffy. If you’d like to get cleaned up, there’s a bathroom just around the corner.” Ellen scurried around the counter and out of the room.

  “I’m going to freshen up, but I’ll see you at the end of the aisle.” Reaching up, she leaned up on her toes and kissed the cleft in my chin. “This is so sexy. It makes me want to ride your face.”

  Fuck, I wanted to ravage her.

  “After you let me sink my cock in you, I’ll let you ride my face all night long. How does that sound?” I growled, nipping at the skin of her delicate neck.

  “It sounds like heaven.” Pulling away, she skipped away. Everly actually skipped her way to the bathroom with her long hair bouncing and her ass jiggling all the way.

  “If you’d like to follow me, Mr. Sandström, I’ll take you to where you can wait for your bride.”

  Ellen hurried me down the short aisle and passed the three rows of pews until I was standing in front of a small stage.

  A man who looked like Elvis came out and shook my hand. “I’m Frank, the officiant.” He was around the same height as me, standing on the stage. He had his black hair slicked back, showing off the gray at his temples. His blue eyes sparkled as he looked down at the piece of paper in front of him. “You’re the first Valentine’s wedding of the day.”

  I hadn’t realized it was Valentine’s Day yet.

  “And here’s your lovely bride now.”

  Turning, I spotted Everly standing at the edge of the room with her flowers in hand, covering up the low dip of her black tank top. I watched her long legs, thinking of them wrapped around my waist, as she made her way to me.

  “Are you ready?” Frank asked.

  We both nodded. Everly’s grin, spread from ear to ear, matched mine.

  Looking down at the beautiful woman who stood in front of me, I took her hands in mine, brushing my thumbs over her fingers.

  “Shit, we don’t have rings,” I whisper-yelled at Everly.

  “That’s okay, you
can get them after,” Ellen said from the side.

  Our vows were a blur. The only words I remembered uttering were I do before kissing Everly and promising there’d be more of that later.

  “I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Leo Sandström.”

  Lacing our fingers together, I nearly ran down the aisle only to be stopped by Ellen.

  “Don’t forget your paperwork. We’ll send your pictures over to the hotel sometime tomorrow afternoon unless you want to pick them up.”

  Everly swayed to the song she picked out as she answered. “No, please send them over.”

  “Did you two want to buy bands while you’re here? If I would have known you didn’t have them before, I would have offered.”

  Everly lifted our joined hands and looked at her ring finger with a frown.

  “We’ll need rings,” I decided and brought Everly over to the counter where Ellen was pulling out trays of rings.

  It seemed like forever before we found matching rings that fit both of us, but once we found our matching set, Everly’s face glowed with happiness.

  “Your limo is waiting outside to take you wherever you’d like to go.” Ellen patted Everly’s hand. “It’s so romantic you two married on Valentine’s Day. It will forever be a special day.”

  Everly wrapped her arms around my waist, looking up at me with her big blue eyes shining. “I always wanted to get married on Valentine’s Day. The day’s always so romantic and I’ve never had anyone to spend it with until now.”

  Bending down, I kissed her soft lips. “I promise to make every Valentine’s Day from here on out special.”

  Everly let out a dreamy sigh. “Take me to bed.”

  “You don’t have to ask me twice.” With our paperwork in hand, I picked her up just as I had brought her in and carried Everly to the limo that waited for us outside.

  Tucking us inside, I instructed our driver to take us to our hotel with Everly on my lap. I’d never been one to want a girl to sit on me, but with her, it felt natural. I liked the way she laid her head on my shoulder and I could feel her breath on my neck. Or the way she squirmed when my hands roamed her body.

  Running her hand up the buttons of my shirt, Everly’s fingers plucked at the top button until it was undone and ran her fingertips over my collarbone. “Do you think Camilla will be mad our wedding was better than hers?”

  “Possibly, but there’s nothing we can do about it. No matter what, don’t let her ruin your day.”

  “It was pretty perfect, wasn’t it?” She snuggled into me.

  “I think so, but I’ve only been to one other wedding.”

  Sitting up, she ran the tip of her finger over my bottom lip. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it made my dick harder than ever for her. “Oh yeah, who’s wedding?”

  “My brother, Luke. He got married almost three years ago in Hawaii.”

  “Nice, I went to one when I was younger, but I don’t really remember it. All I remember is the crazy big cake, or at least it was to me. I kept staring at it until they finally cut it. We should order chocolate cake to celebrate.”

  “And champagne.” Running my hand up under her tank, I splayed my hand over her taut stomach. “Will you let me eat it off you?”

  “I like the way you think. Maybe you should get some whipped cream as well.”

  Tapping the front desk, I waited for the receptionist's attention. “Send up a bottle of your best champagne to room 1430 along with two pieces of chocolate cake and a can of whipped cream.”

  Tightening her grip around my shoulders, Everly smiled at the receptionist. “We just got married.”

  “Congratulations,” the receptionist said in a cheery tone even if her down turned mouth said otherwise. “I’ll have one brought up. Enjoy your night.”

  “Oh, I will,” I murmured into the crook of Everly’s neck as I walked us to the elevator. Hitting the arrow to go up, I pressed myself against her and let her feel how much I wanted her. “Be ready. I’m going to strip you bare the second we step foot into my room.”

  “I’m more than ready,” she purred, snaking her hands behind her and around me to grab my ass.

  A few other people joined us in waiting for the elevator, but once the doors opened, they all stood back and let us have it to ourselves. I wasted no time in priming her for what I was about to do to her by slamming her up against the wall. Fitting my front to her back, my hands snaked up her stomach, bringing along the fabric of her tank top with them. I knew we didn’t have much time, but I didn’t care. All the restraint I’d shown since the moment I met her flew out the window.

  Sucking along the column of her neck, my right hand cupped one tit, pinching the nipple through the fabric of her bra while the other hand moved over the leather short shorts that had been driving me wild all night. I rubbed over the soft fabric, eliciting a whimper from her.

  My mouth descended, moving along her shoulder to her collarbone.

  “Leo,” she whimpered, grinding her ass against my denim clad erection.

  “Not much longer, sweet girl,” I murmured against her skin.

  The bell dinged, answering my unspoken prayer. Grabbing Everly by the waist, I dragged her out of the elevator and down the hall toward my room, not letting her go until we reached my door.

  Reaching into my pocket for my key, I found nothing. Groaning, I checked my other pockets only to come away with my wallet and phone.

  “What’s wrong?” Everly cooed from behind me. Her hands came around my middle, holding my keycard in her hand. She ran it up and down the zipper of my pants.

  Grabbing her hands, I took the keycard from her and slid it into the door. When the light turned green, I scooped Everly up in my arms, making her squeal.

  Kissing along my jaw, she spoke with each touch of her lips. “A girl could get used to having a big strong man carrying her around.”

  “I’ll happily carry you anywhere you want to go, but for now it’s only over the threshold.”

  I set her down, feeling her wobble on her high heels. Her hands grasped my arms as she giggled. The door had barely closed behind us when there was a knock.

  “Room service,” a woman called.

  Opening the door, I took the tray of champagne, chocolate cake, and whipped cream from her. “Thank you for being so quick,” I said before I gave her a big tip.

  Placing the tray on the side table by the door, I turned, startling Everly and nearly making her fall. I needed to rectify this situation before she got herself killed in those damn heels.

  “While these heels are sexy as fuck and I’d love to have you wear them while your legs are thrown over my shoulders, I think we should take them off for now.” Kneeling in front of her, I ran my hands down her calf until I was met by the cool leather of her heel. Slipping off her shoes, I nuzzled my nose between her legs and nipped at the tender skin. Goosebumps erupted across her heated flesh.

  I palmed her ass, loving the way it felt in my hands. Slowly, I worked her short shorts over her hips along with her tiny purple thong. Sliding them down her legs, I helped her step out of them. Only Everly’s foot got caught, making her fall. Luckily, my face took the brunt of her descent.

  “Leo,” she squeaked with a laugh. Her hands gripped my shoulders to steady herself. Burying my face further, I licked through her wet folds, needing to get a taste of her.

  “Oh,” she moaned, writhing on my face. Holding onto her, I laid her out on the floor and spread her legs wide. Using my thumbs to open her hood, I circled my tongue over her nub in slow circles. With each rotation, her hips climbed higher with her back arched until her entire body shook with pleasure. Closing my lips around her clit, I sucked hard as I plunged two fingers deep into her core. Wetness instantly coated my fingers as she clamped her legs around my head, drawing me in further. I slowed my movements as I brought her down. Everly let out a small whimper as I withdrew my fingers. I gave her one last lick before I sat up and took in her flushed body that was laid out on the floor before
me.

  “You look even more beautiful after you come,” I husked out, licking her cum from my lips. Hands down, Everly had the best tasting pussy I’d ever tasted. I knew from the first lick I would be addicted to her taste.

  Everly smiled down at me, her cheeks still flushed. “You have one wicked tongue, Mr. Sandström.”

  Crawling up between her legs, I pulled her tank top up above her breasts along with her bra and licked a path from the jewel that hung between her belly button up to her right breast and swirled it around her hardened peak.

  “Let me touch you,” Everly’s raspy voice nearly did me in with how husky and needy she sounded for me.

  Lifting my head, Everly’s fingernails scraped up my back as she took my shirt off. She threw it to the side and immediately went for the button of my pants.

  The second her tiny hand wrapped around my cock, I let out a low rumble from deep within. One touch and she almost had me undone.

  Capturing the pre-cum at the tip, she started to stroke me, giving it a twist at the top and running her thumb over the tip. “Take off your pants, Leo, and fuck me like you promised.”

  Kicking off my jeans, I grabbed a condom from my wallet and sheathed myself.

  Sitting up on her knees, Everly ran her hands over my chest and down my happy trail. “How do you want me?”

  “Every way there is, sweet girl, but first I want you on your hands and knees so I can take you from behind where I can see your sweet ass as I pound into you.”

  Letting out a low moan, she did as I asked, shaking her ass when she was ready for me.

  Running my dick through her slick folds, I lined myself up at her entrance and plunged into her tight heat. It was like falling into a wet dream. Her walls contracted around me, sucking me in further until every inch of me was met by her warmth.

  “Fucking hell, you feel amazing,” I moaned.

  Gripping her hips, I pulled out almost to the tip and then slowly slid back inside. I wanted to relish this moment. I ran one hand down her spine as I thrust in and out, picking up speed. I pulled her cheeks apart to watch as her lips sucked me in over and over again. It was hypnotizing seeing us join and the way her body took me in.