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“The best. I can’t believe we’re going to have a baby. And a wedding.”
I stroke her breasts, cupping their soft weight in my palms. Her nipples come to life at my touch, lush buds for me to taste. I lean forward, kissing and sucking on her nipples. She runs a hand through my hair, rocking her hips forward and back.
Her pace quickens as she finds that sweet place where the orgasm begins to build. She feels so good, her breasts feel so good, she looks so damn gorgeous sitting up there on my lap, riding my cock, I have to take deep, deep breaths to hold back. I don’t want to come till she does.
This whole bath was supposed to be for her, after all.
Not my fault my wife-to-be is too damn sexy for her own good.
The tightness in my balls takes my breath away. I cling to her, my body curving around hers as the freight train comes rushing into the station. I can’t hold back any longer, the tension in my core building past the point of no return.
Her words come breathy and sweet. “I’m coming…”
Oh. Thank. God.
I let go.
“Grrr…” Growling into her collarbone, her wet hair clinging to my face, I experience the strongest climax of my life. Her being pregnant, her becoming my wife, her being my partner for life… and I get to share moments likethiswith her too?
My mind experiences its own peak of pleasure as the aftershocks of our orgasms tremble through us. I search for her lips, needing her kiss. Our mouths meet in a slow, lazy kiss, the warm glow from our bodies seeping into our embrace.
27
Charlie
The boathouse,the one with the riverboat and waterway, has been transformed for our wedding ceremony. White lights hang from the ceiling’s wood beams. The waterway runs between two strips of concrete. The one across from the boat is covered in paper luminarias, their cut-outs different shapes of plants, candlelight flickering from their leaves. The concrete ground has been strewn in rose petals, red, pinks, corals, and whites.
My favorite decoration?
Ashely dotted the water with big, wide, circular white floating candles and big blossoms of water lilies, their white petals so pretty against their shiny green leaves. I wish she could be here to see them in our special moment, but Ashely won’t be able to be at the ceremony. We’ve opted for a Bachman family-only event, since neither of us have close ties with anyone outside of our chosen family, but she’ll be at the reception.
I know what she’s going to tell us. She’s quitting. Either she’s insanely professional or Nikolaos is crazy oblivious, but I’ve heard through the staff gossip line that the teeny tiny hint of jealousy I was detecting from her was real. Poor girl was crushing on her boss.
Can I blame her?
Certainly not. I think everyone should have a crush on my man. He’s amazing. I wish she would stay on, but I understand why she wants a fresh start. No matter what she goes on to do, I’ll be forever grateful to her for the beauty she’s brought to our special day.
The family stands on the other concrete strip, and Nikolaos, Rockland, and I are on the little deck of the riverboat as it floats in the water.
The dress still fits perfectly, just a tad snug around my baby belly. I’ve chosen to wear my hair back in a low, loose romantic knot, a huge white orchid tucked to the right of the knot. I brought my pearls from home, and they hang around my neck, giving me comfort like an old friend. He wears a simple navy suit with a cream-colored shirt beneath. He, my giant mafia beast, has donned the pink tie Ashely insisted he wear to match our colors.
Real men wear pink, he said to me, taking the tie from Ashely and giving me a kiss.
He’d do anything to make this day perfect for me.
Nikolaos gifted me with three-carat each diamond studs this morning and they sparkle in my earlobes. I’ve chosen not to have a wedding party, or something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.
Simple. Keep it simple and have a good time. And no talk of curses. That’s what Nikolaos has been saying since the day we began planning and I’ve stuck to it.
Cursed? How can I be cursed? I stare at his handsome face, the warm light of the water shining over him, making him truly look like the Greek god status that he’s reached in my life.
We hold hands and the whole world melts away as Rockland starts to speak. It feels like we’re the only two people in the world, and that this is a private moment between us. I’ve heard Rockland speak these familiar words before, but today they feel different. The last time I stood at this altar, I stood with a good man who I knew wanted to take care of me.
Today, I stand with my soulmate.
The words are so beautiful, and I feel them so deeply, they bring tears to my eyes.
"These words spoken today are sacred and celebrate a lasting bond that already exists between Charlie and Nikolaos, who have already joined their hearts together and chosen to walk together on life's journey. Today, as Bachmans, we bear witness to the pledge of a sacred, eternal bond. One that may not be broken. Nikolaos, please declare your vows.”
