by Penny Blush
She took my face in her hands, looking deep into my eyes. “Memphis Blue, I promise I will never leave without discussing it with you first. I promise that if I do, you will know where I am.”
“You’re supposed to promise never to leave me!”
“Baby, that is unrealistic what happens if we have a girl’s weekend or I need to stay in hospital overnight?”
“Why would you need to stay in hospital overnight? You’re out of that life. You’re not sick or injured so why would you be in hospital?”
“They like you to stay overnight after you’ve had a baby.”
Everything came to a screeching halt.
My heart stopped.
There was no sound.
The air did not move.
Time stopped.
“Baby Girl, you’re not? You aren’t? We’re not?” I stammered.
I couldn’t think of the right words to say or how I should even ask the question. She said she wasn’t sure she could even get pregnant, and now…
Was she pregnant?
Am I going to be a daddy?
Was I about to get a wife and a baby?
“No, Baby, I’m not pregnant,” she said giving me a devilish smile
“Then why the fuck would you even mention it?!” I asked my heart thundering in my chest.
“Because, it got your mind off us not sleeping together tomorrow night,” she giggled.
“Oh, Baby Girl, that’s just mean!”
“I’m so sorry Baby. You were being all sad and mopey and I want you to be happy, so we can do fiancé things,” she said looping her arms around my neck.
“And what exactly are fiancé things?” I asked pulling her to me.
“I know we have acknowledged my new jewellery and your new tattoo, but we haven’t paid them the proper amount of attention. Besides, we need to have fiancé sex. Lots and lots of fiancé sex.”
“And what exactly is fiancé sex?” I asked picking her up off the counter, her legs wrapped around me as I walked toward our bedroom.
“It’s fun, naughty, a little dirty and will absolutely make us late for everything tomorrow,” her breath whispered across my ear.
“I could get behind that,” I said squeezing her ass, “or under it,” I kissed her lips, “or over it.”
“STOP!” She yelled as I went to lower her on to our bed.
“Is there a problem?” I was half bent over with Jupiter clinging to me like a Koala.
“Yes. We are both sweaty, gross and a little dirty.”
“So?”
“Our bedding is white.” She kissed my neck. “Bathroom.”
I straightened, and she dropped her feet to the floor walking to the bathroom stripping off the moment her feet hit the tiles. I stood in the doorway watching as she turned on the shower and stepped under the water.
“Baby, will you run the bath please?”
“Why, you’re in the shower?”
“I’m in the shower to get clean but then I want to get in the bath with you and get dirty.”
Twenty minutes later the bath was full, we were both showered and relaxing in the bath.
Well, I was relaxing, Hedge was on her way to her first orgasm. Her back was against my chest, her hand was over mine, on her breast, the nails of her other digging into my bicep as I fingered her pussy and teased her clit with my thumb.
“Baby, please,” she begged grinding her ass on my painfully hard cock.
I slid another finger inside her.
“Baby, oh, oh. Memphis, I need you,” she pleaded.
“You have me Baby Girl.”
She rode my hand harder. She was close, so very close she just needed a little push and she would be over the edge. I separated my fingers on her breast taking her nipple between then, snagging her piercing. That was it, that was enough to send her orgasm spiralling through her. Her hand slammed down on mine between her legs riding my hand as she turned her head biting onto my bicep as she screamed her release. I chuckled as she came back down her body quaking with aftershocks.
She shifted like she was getting out of the bath only to turn straddling me, sinking down until my cock was buried deep inside her. She rode me slow and sweet while we kissed and touched each other. After we both came hard, we cleaned up the mess we made splashing water around the bathroom.
We spent the rest of the night barely clothed or completely naked, always within touching distance. We ate, we talked, we touched.
The next morning, I woke up early and went down to the café to get breakfast. Maria makes the best buttermilk pancakes served with fresh whipped cream and traditional Maple syrup. They were her favourite.
“Memphis my darling, how are you?” Maria greeted me coming around the counter to give me a motherly hug.
“I’m good thanks Maria,” I said returning the hug.
“What can I get you?”
“Two servings of buttermilk pancakes and mine and Jupiter’s coffee’s, please.”
“So, are you all ready for your big day tomorrow?” Maria asked while making the coffee.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
“You’re a very lucky man Memphis,” Maria smiled at me handing the takeout containers and coffees.
I took the food back to bed waking up my girl with the smell of coffee.
“Morning Baby,” Hedge sighed as she stretched like a cat causing the sheet to shift exposing a taut pierced nipple. She blinked her eyes open then added, “Baby, why do you have clothes on?”
“So, I could get you this,” I handed her the container. “Maria would have freaked if I walked in naked.”
“You brought me pancakes? Awe Baby, you’re so sweet. You know I may just have to marry you,” she smiled reaching up to kiss me.
“Baby you need to cover up or the pancakes will get cold,” I leaned down to kiss her again.
“Why would these delicious fluffy sweet pancakes ever get the chance to go cold?” She asked sitting up the sheet pooling around her waist as she popped the lid on the container.
“Because, if you don’t cover up, I will have you for breakfast,” I said brushing a finger over her nipple, reaching for the container.
“Oh, no, no, no mister,” Hedge slapped my hand and leaning away from me, so I couldn’t take the food off her. “No one gets between me and Maria’s pancakes not even your sexy ass.”
I grumbled making sure she covered herself up, there was no way I was making it through breakfast if I had to look at her half naked. We chatted while we ate, running through all the things we had to complete before the wedding. Jupiter took her last bite of pancake dipping it in a pool of maple syrup bringing it to her mouth.
I followed the path of the fork because as soon as she took that bite I would pounce. Just as her lips parted maple syrup dropped and slid down her chest. Jupiter stuck the fork in her mouth pulling the sheet away from her chest so that the sticky syrup wouldn’t stain the sheets.
I growled as I watched the sweet amber syrup glide between her breasts.
Hedge placed the container on the bedside table looking for a napkin. I kept my eyes on her dropping my container on the floor. Unable to find what she was looking for, she swiped a finger through the syrup, licking it clean.
I reached out snagged her ankle dragging her towards me.
“What are you doing?” She squealed finding herself lying flat on the bed.
“I think it’s time for dessert,” I growled crawling over the top of her.
“Breakfast doesn’t have dessert,” she giggled.
“Yes. It. Does.”
I grabbed her wrists pinning them to the bed above her head as I ducked my head licking the syrup off her chest making her squeal and laugh. She kept giggling as I kept licking until I swiped my tongue over her nipple making her moan.
“Have I told you how much I love your piercings?” I took her other breast in my mouth circling the pierced bud with my tongue.
“Not as much as I love them,” she whimper
ed.
“Not possible,” I replied snagging the piercing in my teeth tugging it.
“Oh my God, Baby, that feels so good,” she panted.
I kissed and licked my way down her body. I didn’t have it in me to tease her. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and feasted on her pussy. I licked and sucked as she road my face. Hedge locked her legs around the back of my head grabbing fists full of my hair as she ground herself against my tongue.
“Fuck, Memphis don’t stop,” Hedge begged.
I added a finger and kept licking. I would not stop until she came. I added a second finger and Hedge mumbled incoherently. I chuckled latching on to her clit the vibrations making her whimper.
“Cum for me Sweetness,” I demanded sucking her hard.
“Oh God, Fuck Baby,” she muttered bucking her hips.
“Now Jupiter. Cum for me now!”
I’m sure people on the other side of the river heard her scream my name as her thighs locked around my ears and her back arched off the bed. I kept licking and sucking her as she rode out her release. I wanted to see how quickly I could get her to cum again, but Hedge had other ideas.
Almost aggressively Hedge bucked up twisted and flipped me on to my back her pussy still attached to my mouth. Letting go of my hair sliding down my body.
“I fucking love you,” she growled at me her pupils blown.
“Fuck I love you.”
“I love it when you call me Jupiter.”
“I love making you cum.”
“I love what you do to my body.”
“I love doing things to your body.”
I grabbed the back of her head my lips slamming into hers as I kissed her with everything I had. Hedge slammed her hand down on my chest breaking the kiss.
“Baby Girl what are you doing?”
“Why worried you won’t like it?” She asked raising an eyebrow.
“Oh, I’m sure you would love anything you do to me.”
“Well in that case. It’s my turn.”
Chapter 61 Hedge
I don’t know what came over me, I have never been aggressive in the bedroom, but this morning I needed to be in charge. I slammed my fist down on his chest breaking our passionate kiss.
“It’s my turn,” I told him with a wicked smile.
I didn’t give Memphis a chance to ask questions. I didn’t give him a chance to react. I slid down his body settling myself between his legs. I took his hard length in my hand stroking him from root to tip. I locked eyes with him slowly licking the length on him, tasting his salty skin. He moaned as my lips parted taking his thick hard cock into my mouth. I licked and sucked as much of him into my mouth as I could, sucking hard rubbing my tongue on the underside. I could feel myself getting wetter, needier, sucking him hard while I pumped my hand up and down the rest his cock that I couldn’t fit in my mouth.
“Hedge. Baby Girl. Fuck,” Memphis muttered as my tongue lapped at the head.
Just as he was relentless with eating my pussy, I was relentless with sucking his cock. I kept working my hand as I sucked. I cupped and massaged his balls as I sucked hard swirling my tongue. My tongue traced the thick veins of his cock, licking, swirling and sucking.
Oh God I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to fuck me and keep on fucking me and never stop. As much as I wanted his cock buried deep inside my aching pussy, I was enjoying the power I had over him too much. I reach a hand between my legs, my fingers gliding over my clit. I gasped from the zing of electricity that ran through me from the contact moaning deep in my throat from how good it felt.
“Baby Girl, you have to stop or I’m going to cum,” Memphis panted struggling to keep control.
I ignored his warning and kept sucking. I hummed as I sucked him deep into my throat. I slid a finger and then another deep inside my pussy, fucking myself as I sucked him. I moaned out my own pleasure as my fingers racked across the top wall hitting my g-spot, the vibrations mumbling up my throat and straight into Memphis and that was his undoing. Memphis exploded, my name ripping from his lips as he roared his release. I kept licking and sucking until I had captured every drop. I released his cock from my mouth with a pop. Smiling like the cat who got the cream.
“You’re a little pleased with yourself aren’t you,” he panted trying to catch his breath.
“Umm hmm,” I muttered leaning over the edge of the bed to pick up my water bottle that had been knocked off the bedside table.
I squealed in shock as Memphis’ large hand came down on my bare ass. The sting from his hand sent a lightning bolt of pleasure straight through me. I gasped snapping bolt upright kneeling on the edge of the bed, narrowing my eyes at Memphis as I rubbed my butt-cheek.
“Hands on the headboard now,” Memphis growled out his demand.
“You hit me,” I said incredulously.
“I spanked you,” he corrected the growl in his voice deepening. “You loved it. Now hands on the headboard.”
He obviously needed no time to recover. I placed my hands on the headboard looked over my shoulder wiggling my ass at him. I giggled and squealed when Memphis positioned himself behind me. My giggling turned to a moan when I felt him line his rock-hard cock up with my entrance. Without warning he gave one hard powerful thrust and slammed home. We both moaned as he held himself deep inside me.
“Memphis, please,” I begged reaching back to pull his face forward, so I could kiss him.
“Please what Sweetness?”
“Fuck me Memphis. Fuck me hard.”
It was not a request it was a demand.
Memphis started to thrust into me as I pushed back against him. Wanting, needing to get him deeper, harder. Memphis gripped my hips harder enough to bruise, he grunted and growled as he pulled me against him as he thrust into me. It was fast and hard and challenging, both of us fighting for dominance.
“Harder Memphis, Harder. Oh God. Please Memphis fuck me harder!”
I was hardly keeping up with him, barely holding my grip on the head board. I could feel my hands slipping as he pounded into me.
“Hold on tight Baby Girl,” Memphis growled in my ear as his hands slammed down on mine keeping them in place, gripping the headboard tight.
His teeth crazed my ear, and I screamed his name as a powerful orgasm exploding through me. My pleasure release caused him to kick it up a gear, picking up the pace, fucking me with such intensity. He fucked me straight through one orgasm and right into another never giving me the chance to come down and recover.
“I want you to feel me,” his voice rumbled in my ear.
“I feel you Baby. Oh, fuck me, do I feel you,” I panted as the tingling started in my spine another orgasm building.
“No Baby Girl, I want you to feel me tomorrow when I can’t be with you.” He grunted, a hand leaving mine sliding down my body palming my breast. “I want you to feel my tongue on your lips, my hands on your tits.” He tugged at my nipple piercing. “My fingers on your clit.” His hand my on breast sliding down my stomach until his fingers brushed my clit. “My dick deep in your pussy.”
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck,” I stammered as he thrust into me hard, his fingers working my clit.
“Are you close?”
“Oh God, Baby I am going to cum so hard. Never stop fucking me.”
We have always had an intense sex life, there is nothing vanilla about it. But, the way he was fucking me now was a whole new level. It was so intense, I could feel our connection deepening.
“Cum with me Baby Girl now.”
At his demand I shattered. I felt every muscle in my body lock tight as my orgasm tore through me. Lights sparked behind my eyelids, I forgot how to breath, how to speak how to move, all I could hear was my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Then suddenly it all came rushing back and I felt everything, his hands on my body, his breath on my skin. His name tore from my lips like a worship and a curse.
Memphis roared my name as his own release took over. We kept rocking into each other, kissing, touching as
our movements slowed. My body felt boneless like everything had turned to liquid. I think I might need to be carried down the aisle, hell I may never walk again! Memphis unlocked his hand from mine pulling me back against his chest. I whimpered as his body left mine rolling as we toppled backwards onto the bed. He shifted and rolled until his body was over mine. He kissed me slowly, passionately.
“I love you,” I whispered brushing his hair back, so I could look into his loving eyes.
“I love you too.” He kissed my lips, my neck, down my body until he rested his chin on my chest. “Baby Girl,” he winked at me his eyes twinkling with mischief, “if that was fiancé sex I can’t wait for Married people sex.”
Chapter 62 Jupiter
“You ready for this Kid?” Jaxon asked from the doorway of the guestroom.
“I have been ready for this since the day I met Memphis,” I replied turning to face Jax.
“Oh, wow Jupiter,” Jax whispered taking me in from head to toe. “You look stunning.”
“Thank you, Jax,” I said stepping forward hugging him tight. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”
“I don’t scrub up too badly, do I?” Jaxon looked down at his steel grey suit straightening his tie. “Seriously though Jupe, you always look good, but I don’t think I have seen a more beautiful bride.”
My wedding dress was a one of a kind from a designer friend of Tabby’s. She had taken me dress shopping, and I thought it would be a never-ending parade of poufy dresses with too much tulle in varying shades of white. That was not the case. Tabby walked me into Ethereal Designs Boutique and straight into the staging booth.
“Tabby shouldn’t I…. I don’t know at least look at the dresses before walking into the dressing room?” I asked.
“Staging Booth darling,” Tabby sang turning me towards the raised platform in the middle of the room positioned in front of a semi-circle of mirrors. “Now there is no need for you to look at any dresses, because I have found the perfect dress for you.”
“Tabby, this is my wedding dress, it’s a very special dress. The type of dress you only plan on wearing once. I really think I should at least look at a few different dresses to see what style I like first. You know have some input.”
