“Pa, you wore your dancing shoes just for today.” He smiles at me.
“My girl, I’m always wearing them, you know this.” He twirls me around for the rest of the song just like he did when I was a kid. After the song ends, he gives me a hug and whispers in my ear, “My girl, go and be happy, have love and never forget how special you are. I think your husband is waiting for you.”
I turn and see Shane standing at the edge of the dance floor, waiting for me.
I walk over to him and take his outstretched hand.
“It’s time to make our exit, gorgeous. I need to be alone with my wife.”
“I need you too, husband.” Shane sweeps me up in a bridal hold and cheers go up around the room.
“’Night y’all! Mr. and Mrs. Brock are out of here!”
Shane walks us out of the room and to the parking lot. We aren’t having a big honeymoon or anything, but he did get us a cabin for a few days so we can be alone. He hasn’t told me anything about the cabin, only to not expect to get out of bed much.
He carries me to the SUV he recently bought us. He told me he needed to know his girls were safe in any weather. How the fuck am I supposed to argue with something that sweet?
“Is the cabin close or do we have a long drive?”
“It’s just up in Kid Valley so only about thirty minutes or so. I knew I wasn’t gonna be able to handle a long drive without needing you since I was forced to sleep away from you yesterday.”
“Ma insisted on it. She said it was one of the few traditions we needed to keep, for good luck.”
He lets out a huff.
“I know, both Grant and Pa knew I’d try and sneak over to you last night. They stood guard and blocked me at every chance. It’s not like we were virgins or anything. My daughter kicked my hand today for fuck’s sake.”
Reaching over the console, I grab his hand and pat it.
“That’s over now. We don’t have to be separated again, love. I have to admit that you havin’ that reaction is hot.” That earns me a grin.
“You think your husband is hot, do ya, gorgeous?” I let go of his hand and smack his chest.
“You know I think you’re the sexiest man I’ve seen in real life. I mean, I’ve never met Chris Evans in person, so I can’t really compare.”
“Love, I’ve told you this before. I’m the only superhero for you. I don’t care if he was standing next to me, you’re mine. That goes for all the Avengers you love so much.” He is so easy to rile up sometimes. Before I know it, we’re pulling up to a beautiful cabin that looks like it was recently restored. I must stare at it longer than I realize ‘cause I open the door to get out and Shane’s right there. He doesn’t even let me get out, picking me up bridal style again.
“This is a tradition I’m fine with, gorgeous. I need to get you inside and unwrap my present.” Huh?
“Your present? What ya talkin’ about?”
He stops at the door to the cabin, unlocks it quickly, and opens the door, walking through it all in the same motion.
“You in that dress… you’re my present. I need to unwrap my wife.”Ohhhh.
He keeps carrying me into what looks like the bedroom.
“Would it help you to know I don’t have a bra under this?” He lets outthatgrowl. The kind I only thought existed in books. I’ve only heard it from him a couple of times. With a gentleness that I didn’t know he could possess, he lays me down on the bed. He kisses me and I can feel every ounce of love coming from him.
When he breaks the kiss, he looks me in the eye, and in the softest voice I think I’ve ever heard from him he tells me, “I’m going to make love to my wife, to my forever. You okay with that, Mrs. Brock?” Unable to speak without crying, I nod at him.
He proceeds to sit me up. He turns to my back and begins unlacing the dress, slowly kissing my shoulder as he pushes down the strap of my dress. He does the same to the other side.
“Stand up my love and let the dress fall.” I do as he tells me to. His voice is a mixture of love and authority. I don’t know if I’ve felt this turned on and loved at the same time before. As the dress falls, I turn to him.
“Fuck me, I’m a lucky son of a bitch. Lie down so I can worship you, baby.”
I lie down, and he bends down and kisses me. I get lost in his kiss. His hands explore my breasts. He breaks the kiss and sucks on my nipple while his hand is still on the other. He knows just how sensitive and responsive they are now.
