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“You look beautiful, baby.” Tom turns to her and kisses her cheek and then swivels back to me.
“Take care of her, son, don’t let me down.”
“I won’t. Promise.” He gives her one last hug and places her hand into mine. Letting go of his little girl and giving me my woman.
“Hi,” Shayla whispers to me.
“Hi, beautiful.” I pull her flush against me, keeping her there, breaking all rules. I am not standing a foot apart, not when she looks like she does.
“You look beautiful, too.” My tux is nothing compared to this barefooted, pregnant, beauty in front of me. I look like a chump.
“Thanks, sweetheart.” The pastor starts to talk and our small group of people listen to us exchange vows. Mine are first.
“Baby, I can’t believe we’ve made it this far. I honestly love you more than this life and the other lives we are promised after here. As I think of everything we’ve experienced over the past fourteen years, I was worried we would run out of things to learn about each other or have nothing left to do to keep our marriage alive. I caught myself laughing like a crazy person, because that’s not even close to being accurate. The best times are yet to come; everything else we did was foreplay. We’re gonna be parents, raising these children with love and time.” Thankful that Shay’s mom didn’t make it, I add this in, loving that I can make our children a part of our vows.
“We will experience so many firsts that there aren’t enough days, years, or decades that I could spend with you that will give us enough time learning and loving each other. So, from this day forward, I promise to love you with everything I can. I will never lie to you or hide things from you. I will tell you how beautiful you are every day. I will make love to you every chance I get and never forget to remind you how sexy you are.” Our friends and family laugh and Shayla blushes.
“Lastly, I promise to love our children and always be the best father I can, like Pops was. I love you, Shayla.” A single tear rolls down her freshly tanned face. The sun has been good to her skin, making every inch of her, that her bikini doesn’t cover, golden. I want to lick her skin everywhere. Settling myself for now, I reach down and kiss away her tear.
“That’s a tough act to follow, baby,” she states.
“Trey”—she squeezes my hand—”I’m so in love with you. I know I’ve been in love with you since I knew what love was. I never thought that I would be good enough for such a great man like you.”
I mouth never and shake my head.
“Then one day we decided to make this lifelong love affair our reality. How many women are lucky enough to say they get to marry their best friend—and I mean best friend? Most women marry their lovers and then become best friends, but me, I got to marry my best friend turned lover, turned confidant, turned other half. On this day, I want to promise you a ton of things. I promise to flirt with you, let you touch my butt without complaining whenever you pass me in the kitchen. I promise to never stop sleeping on the spot you declared as mine.” She pauses, placing her hand against said spot.
“I will listen to you complain when my brother is being a jerk and then turn around and help you two make up.” She looks over my shoulder and winks at her brother. I hear his deep laughter rumble behind me. Talk about my badass woman, she gets the bromance.
“I will never stop being your best friend, picking you first, standing beside you in hard times, and loving you always. I love you, Trey Adams.”
My legs twitch and I see her anticipating the kiss, we both wait for our pastor to spout out his speech and the second we share “I dos” I hit her lips fast. The kiss turns all-consuming, earth-changing; our tongues fighting f
or more. The small crowd cheers, but I don’t break away, bending, I wrap my arms around her ass and lift her in the air, our lips breaking for just a second to adjust to the new position. Leaning down into my face, our lips touch softly again, leaving little but impactful kisses. Fuck, I want her.
“Our wedding dinner isn’t for another hour. So I get you until then,” I whisper so only she can hear. My dad left me his beach house and I gifted it to Shay the day we got here, it has a beautiful open deck that opens up to the ocean views. We decided to have a small dinner with music, just our friends and family on the patio. Kathy, Kings, Lana, Ben, and Tom. Erica didn’t make it; she wasn’t feeling well for travel. Permanently severing her ties to my little woman, we’re letting her go. Shayla and I decided as parents to be, that we want to be cautious with who’s in our children’s lives, we don’t want people exiting when they don’t want to be here, because we both felt that pain and dealt with it. Our children, however, won’t.
“Well, then you better hurry because I didn’t wear any panties,” she replies, while everyone around us heads to the beach house to set up. “I don’t want our loved ones to see how wet I am; I mean I’m dripping for you, Trey Adams.” Instant hard-on.
“Okay, let’s go.” Adjusting her in the blink of an eye, I carry her wedding style. The group laughs and hollers, all but Tom.
“Behave!” he shouts, and I’m just about to open my big mouth when Shayla shocks us all.
“Sorry, Daddy, my husband isn’t a gentleman!”
I don’t have to look back to know he is giving me the same judging eyes Shay gives me.
“Fuck I love you, dirty girl!” We make it up the two flights of stairs and into the double door master suite in no time. I slam it shut with my foot and throw my bride on the bed.
Stalking around the bed, I look down at Shayla. She’s flushed and breathing heavy, ready for my attack. I, however, want to take my time and decide how I want to take her. Do I want to make love to her slowly for the next hour, consummate our marriage type stuff? Or do I need to be in every hole, let’s be bad and fuck like animals? Both sound doable, I can make that happen in an hour. But if I fuck her like crazy there’s no guarantee she’ll be quiet.
“How does my wife want to be touched? You want soft and slow? Hard and fast? Or animalistic, baby?” She blushes, biting her pink lip before reaching up her body and clasping her hands on her tits, squeezing them before moaning.
“I want you, I want all of you, Trey.” Her sexy, petite knees are rubbing against each other, and I know that sexy little clit is throbbing, waiting for my touch.
“Stand up.” She complies, shooting out of the bed excitedly.
“What are you gonna do to me?” I bring my hand to her bare neck and wrap my fingers around it, barely squeezing since she’s still slightly bruised, she throws her head back and moans when my lips kiss the tops of her perky cleavage.
