Font Size:  

I expected to have my best friend at my side—my brother.

I don’t care about my parents not being here. I think them leaving is the best thing that could have happened. Ari basically paid them to live the rest of their lives the way they want I don’t have to worry about it. They won’t be back.

But I had hoped by now, Ari would have sent for Caplan.

I dab a tissue under my eye and place a hand on my stomach. I’m a bit rounder now and the dress I have still hugs me in all the right places. I have a low-cut neckline with off the shoulder straps. It hugs my body how I wanted it to. I don’t want to hide my growing belly and I know Ari wouldn’t want me to. He loves my stomach. In the nursery, he makes me stand sideways on the wall every month and he traces my belly’s shadow on the wall so we can see how much I’ve grown.

He's the best husband and he is so excited to be a father. I can’t wait to marry him.

Again.

A knock on the door sounds.

“I’m almost done!” I shout, but the knocking continues.

I swing the door open. “I said I’m almost— Caplan!” I scream, throwing my arms over his neck and squeezing him as hard as I can.

He picks me up, his arms wrapping around me tight and swings me back and forth.

“I fucking missed you so much,” he chokes, his hand moving to the back of my head. “I’m so glad I’m here. Let me look at you.” He pulls away, tears wetting his lashes, and he spins me. “You are a beautiful bride.” His eyes fall to my stomach, and he looks back up at me. “You’re pregnant?”

“I am. You’re going to be an uncle.”

His hand falls to the swell and he laughs before yanking me in for another hug.

“What are you doing here? How did you get here? When? You’re staying with us, right? You aren’t going back? Please, tell me you aren’t going back. I can’t handle that.”

He pushes us inside the room and shuts the door. “No. I’m not going back. Mom and Dad can…” he stops himself. “Let’s just say I couldn’t wait to get out of there. I’m here to stay. Ari offered a room at your house and a place within the mafia. I’m going to take it, Rosie.”

“I’m just happy you’re home.” I hug him again, doing my best not to cry so I don’t ruin my makeup. “You’re going to walk me down the aisle, right?”

“Like I’d allow anyone else to,” he says, looking down at his watch. “I have to go talk with the groomsmen. Last-minute details and all, but I had to come see you. Meet me where the aisle starts, okay? I’ll be the one ready to walk you down it. You look beautiful, Rosie.”

When he leaves, I don’t feel so defeated. I’m happy.

I touch up my makeup and check the time, noticing I need to be ready in fifteen minutes.

A knock sounds at the door again and I sigh. “Caplan, you just can’t stand to be away now that you’re home—” I open the door to see Ari.

I try to close it, but his foot comes out to stop it from shutting. He pushes it open and slams it, locking it so we aren’t interrupted.

“Ari, you can’t be in here.”

“Oh, there is no way in hell I’m allowing you to walk down that aisle without me dripping from your cunt.”

“What? No, Ari. We don’t…We can’t—” my protest is falls short when he pushes me against the wall, hikes up my dress and frees his cock.

He rams into me. “Fuck, you’re always ready for me. You look so beautiful. God, I had to see you and I’m so glad I did. I’m going to fuck you in this dress after the ceremony too, during reception, in the fucking plane on our honeymoon. I’m going to live inside you.” He fucks me hard and fast.

“Ari! Yes, oh, more. I want it. I want it,” I meet him thrust for thrust, baring down on him every time he fuck me.

“What is it? What do you want?”

“Your come. Please, I want to feel it.”

He leans in to kiss me but stops, growling when he notices my lipstick. “You have no idea how much I want to mess up this mouth. Later. Definitely later.”

“That’s it. Takes your husband’s cock, Tesoro.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like