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I leaned against him, grateful for the support of his tall, handsome form. I stared out at the rolling waves as a buzzing calmness seared through my limbs and for a long while, I just enjoyed the euphoria from it.
“The wedding will take place tomorrow.”
“What? Isn’t that too soon?” I blinked in disbelief.
“It isn’t up to you, my sweet bride,” he answered simply. I spun around and opened my mouth to tell him that I didn’t think that was best, but his big hand slapped my right bottom cheek hard enough to sting. His expression was firm, and I knew that he would bare me, even out here, and spank my bottom bright red if I continued my protests.
We both knew I wanted to be his as soon as possible.
* * *
Later that afternoon, there was a knock at the door. I offered to answer it, but Ryker shook his head and went to open the door himself. I turned my head to see a man in a very nice suit nodding his head in greeting.
“Mr. Gates. I’ve brought several dresses for Dr. Vaughn to try on. There’s a few different styles and options for you to choose from for her,” he begun. I fidgeted next to him, a bit flustered that the man was talking to him instead of me.
“Thank you, Ryan,” Ryker answered, and I stared down at the floor, both embarrassed and hugely aroused at his proclamation.
“Very well,” the merchant answered like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Maybe it was here, but it wasn’t for me.
Ryker opened the door wide, helping the man to roll in a cart laden with garment bags. Together, they rolled it into the oversized master bedroom. I followed, watching curiously as Ryan started to unpack several gorgeous white gowns.
They were even more beautiful than I could have ever imagined, even more so than the one in that crate I’d seen what felt like forever ago. They were all brand new, none of them tinted with age or threadbare from the elements.
“There’s so many,” I murmured.
“I wanted to make sure you walked down the aisle in something that made you feel incredible,” Ryan offered kindly.
I walked up to the rack and tentatively reached out to touch the first one. The fabric was silky, sparkling in the light. Behind me, Ryker chatted with the merchant. I only realized he had walked over to the door when he called out for me. I looked over my shoulder, finding his warm gaze locked on me.
It felt like home.
“Ryan will help you try on all the dresses from his collection. You will choose five of your favorites. Tonight, you will model them for me, and I will choose the one you will be wearing for the ceremony tomorrow,” he dictated.
My nipples pebbled and I crossed my arms over my chest, hoping to hide them as much as possible. Ryker didn’t say anything, looking at me knowingly before he left the room.
I took a deep breath, excited to try on a wedding dress for the very first time.
Ryan pulled out a white bustier and a matching pair of panties. I blushed a little as I took them and disappeared into the restroom to put them on. It took me several minutes to clasp the front of the bustier, but when it was safely in place, I lifted my head high and pulled my shoulders back. I braved the trip back into the bedroom in only my underwear with as much false confidence as I could muster.
If he noticed my embarrassment, Ryan said nothing, instead remaining professional as he pulled the first gown off the rack. It was a strapless dress, the gown dipping low in the front with a sweetheart neckline. The skirt billowed out at the bottom, creating a beautiful silhouette that made me feel like a princess.
I tried several different dresses on after that first one. Each one was perfectly sized to my specifications. Some were covered in lace. Others silk or satin. Several of the dresses had corseted waistlines while a few had mesh cutouts that showcased my body a bit more than others. There were mermaid dresses that hugged my legs and a few that hugged my every curve and made me feel like a goddess.
By the time I finished trying all of them on, I was a bit lost as to which were my favorites. After Ryan led me through a few questions, I narrowed down the pool a bit until I settled on the five that made me feel the most beautiful.
“I can’t wait to find out which one he chooses from these,” he said.
“Me too,” I replied. Somehow, Ryker choosing my dress for me had become the most natural thing in the world. I had no idea how that had happened.
I went into the restroom to change into more comfortable clothes while Ryan packed up the rest of the dresses that I hadn’t chosen. When I came out of the restroom, he was gone but there was a pink gift box left behind on the bed. I walked over to it and looked around the room for him, figuring he might have forgotten it. Unable to quell my curiosity, I lifted the lid and looked inside.
It was the prettiest lingerie set I’d ever laid eyes upon. The white bustier was decorated with exquisite pink lace. It was lightly structured with flexible metal boning lining the waist. The panties were made of decadent white lace. Dusky pink roses were hand embroidered along the hem. There was a small note inside.
For your wedding night. ~ Ryan
I blushed at the insinuation. It felt heavy, especially when I was looking directly at Ryker’s bed. I swallowed hard and padded out of the bedroom to see Ryker reading in the living room.
