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Her body shivered up under me. “Hmm ... baby, we are! I said yes already.
“Ohhh my Goddd ... right thereee,” she moaned, not paying my ass any attention.
“No, Charlie, let’s go do the shit right now,” I said, holding my dick inside of her and stopping my movements.
She took it upon herself to move her ass into me now since she realized that I wasn’t about to keep fuckin’ her. I pulled my dick out and she looked over her shoulder at me with a pissed off look on her beautiful face.
“Put it back in, baby. What are you doing?” she whined.
“Let’s go get married, baby,” I said to her.
“What you mean? Like right now? In Vegas? I wanted a big wedding, though,” she pouted as she turned her body around and faced me.
“Bae, we can still have that big wedding, but I want you to me my wife tonight. I don’t want to refer to you as my girlfriend or just my baby mama anymore, I want the world to know that you’re my wife, baby. Come on, let’s do this shit,” I said, pulling her naked body closer to mine.
“Okay, that’s fine with me, but please let me finish getting this nut off before I go crazy,” she said.
I picked her up and placed her right back on my dick. What Charlie wanted, she got, and it was that fuckin’ simple.
2:26 A.M
“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride,” the minister said to us as we finished repeating all of the vows that he read for us.
None of this was planned, so neither of us had written our own vows. But luckily, I was hoping that Charlie would have said yes when I asked for her hand in marriage, which is why I went ahead and copped us an outfit for the ceremony. I was decked out in a pair of all white jeans from Robin and a white Gucci collared shirt, with a pair of tan Sperry's on my feet. My jewelry was simple, only wearing my two Cuban links with the matching bracelet.
Charlie was wearing a fly ass all white Herve Leger bandage dressed, and I couldn’t help but to salivate at how tiny her waist was and then how her hips spread in that dress, showing off her thigh gap, courtesy of me. Her long pretty hair was in a part down the middle, going in beach curls or whatever that shit was that she called it.
I pulled her to me by her waist and tongued her down. We were kissing for a good two minutes until the minister cleared his throat and we pulled apart.
After we had been given our marriage license, I let it be known that we were expecting to have a bigger wedding, within the next year. For some reason, I just felt the need to inform the minister that Charlie was worth more than a quick elopement, so I wanted him to know that it wouldn’t stop here for us. We walked out of the building hand in hand. I glanced over at Charlie, who had the biggest smile on her face. I pulled her in the front of my body and wrapped my arms around her waist. She stopped walking and then turned around to face me.
“You think you ready for this?” she asked me, with a serious look on her face.
“Ready for what?” I asked her, not really sure where she was going with this conversation.
“I mean, it’s done now. We’re married, Jaquan, so things are going to be a little bit different. I’m probably a little late and should have said this before we came here and got married, but I just want you to promise me that you will forever keep me happy and not cheat and embarrass me all the time. I understand that you’re a man and you have needs and the temptation that’s around you is very powerful. But you have to ask yourself is it worth getting head from a groupie bitch, when you have a woman at home that’ll do it for you and do it much better.
“I’m not about to sit here and say that I will give you free passes to cheat on me because I know my worth and what type of woman would I be if I allowed my husband to go out and cheat. So, right here at this moment, I want to make sure that we have an understanding to that,” she said.
From the way she said it,
I knew without a doubt that if I so much as got a lap dance from another bitch, that she’d be ready to divorce my ass. This part made me a little scared because damn, what was she going to do if the baby that Chantel was carrying was mine? We had just gotten married and I wasn’t ready to sign divorce papers so soon. Matter of fact, I would never be ready to sign divorce papers.
“Yes, baby, we have an understanding,” I said.
As soon as we walked out of the building where we had just eloped, paparazzi came, firing off question after question.
“Quan! Quan! Over here, man! Are you two now married?”
“Charlie, let us see the ring.”
“Bae, I feel like being petty for a second. Flash your ring right quick and show these motha fuckas, since they wanna be so damn nosy,” I said to Charlie, as I slapped her on her ass right quick.
I never feed into the shit with the paparazzi, especially TMZ shady ass, but I wanted to shit on them right quick and blind their asses with the rock that I had sitting pretty on my lady’s hand.
Charlie held up her left hand and them motha fuckas went crazy.
“This is only the beginning, Mrs. Williams,” I said to her and she smiled back at me.
