by Mae, Mandee
“Oh, you just wait and see. We’re about to have some fun.” He has a twinkle in his eyes that I haven’t seen in a long, long time.
Fun? I’m sitting rather low to be having any fun and all he’s done so far is dry me off and I’m still fucking cold.
He begins rubbing my legs, slowly and methodically working his way up. Once he’s up to my hips, he brings his hands to my arms and starts rubbing them, working their way to my breasts, paying special attention to each one. Squeezing my nipples until the sounds start pouring out of me.
“God, that feels good.” I close my eyes and lean back against the mirror, relishing in the feeling of his hands on me. They feel amazing.
“Shhh.”
“Sorry,” I say giggling a little.
“As I was saying,” he continues to rub me down, “there is a perk to being in this chair right now and you’re about to find out why.”
That gets my attention. I open my eyes, raise my head, and meet his gaze. He removes one hand from my body and then drops out of sight.
“This little table you’re sitting on was designed specifically for me.” A wide smile spreads across his face.
What the hell? “What are you doing?” I have to lean up a bit because the table itself is rising. I’m sure I have a look of confusion on my face. I try to sit up and straighten myself, but Pierce quickly grabs my leg, halting my moves.
“Now you get what I’m saying? I had this little system installed so I could have things on my level. I just never thought I would get a chance to use it in this manner.” He’s licking his lips and his eyes have found their mark. “Ah, there we go.” I stop moving. He claps his hands together, rubbing them vigorously. “Sto per godere di questo,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows, donning a seductive smile.
Huh? I don’t even get a moment to try to understand what he just said before he lowers his head and runs his tongue the length of my pussy in one long, steady sweep.
“Oh, God.” My eyes roll to the back of my head. I reach one hand down and grip the top of his head while my other hand grips onto the ledge of the now fabulous ledge I’m sitting on.
“I forgot how fucking good you tasted.” That’s the only thing he says before he pushes my legs apart further than I thought possible and goes to town. Spearing me time and time again with his tongue. Pushing in as far as he can then curling the tip so he can flick my cervix. Jesus, that feels fucking amazing.
I start feeling cool again and look down between my legs. He’s sitting there watching me. It’s like he’s trying to memorize what my pussy looks like. He starts tracing my outer lips, one side, and then the other. Sucking them into his mouth and then releasing them with a pop. Everything he’s doing is causing me to get wetter and wetter. He starts circling around my entrance and then slowly starts inserting his fingers.
“So fucking tight. I can’t wait until I can get my cock buried…” He abruptly stops and clenches his eyes shut.
“We’ll get there, baby. One day at a time.” I grab his chin and urge him to look up at me and when he finally does, I implore, “Please, for the love of God, don’t stop what you’re doing.”
He snaps out of the little funk that he was in. “You are absolutely right. Now, where was I?”
Thank God! I was as anxious for him to get back to what he was doing as he was; maybe even more so.
***
“Non hai idea quanto ti amo, Kinlee.” I know she doesn’t have any idea what in the hell I’m saying to her, and by the expression on her face, she doesn’t care either.
“Oh, God.”
I never for a moment thought we would get to a point where she would be sprawled out on this ledge in the bathroom. Being able to move it up or down to suit my needs, or hers, depending on how you looked at it, was amazing.
Hearing those amazing sounds come out of her mouth while I eat my way to heaven is something I never thought I would hear again.
“Fuck, right there, Pierce,” she says, pushing my head down harder. I have two fingers buried inside her and am sucking her clit like there’s no tomorrow. I have my other hand alternating between her breasts, squeezing each one when she grabs my hand and starts sucking on my fingers.
I raise my head for a brief moment. “You ready to come?”
“Please.” She’s squirming. Practically writhing. “Oh, God. Pierce.”
I can literally feel her inner walls begin to clamp down on my fingers. Her cum is dripping off my hand and onto the floor. Once she finally starts coming down from her high, she opens her eyes and looks right at me. That’s the exact moment I remove my fingers and raise them to my mouth, licking off every drop of goodness.
“I love this table,” I say as I press that magical button once again and lower her back down.
She giggles. “So do I. So. Do. I.”
I grab a towel and wipe her off then help her down off the bench. “We need to do that again.”
She leans down and gives me a nice, long kiss. “I’ll second that motion.”
Tossing the towel aside, I follow her sweet ass back to the bedroom and watch her climb back into bed. I go around to the other side and hoist myself back over, then snuggle right up next to her. She gives her ass a little shake when she gets positioned right where she wants.
There are so many things running through my head right now. It’s crazy how my thoughts are so random and the fact that it’s hard to stay in the moment at times. I go from eating her pussy to thinking about opening up to her, telling her some of the things that went on over there like she’s asked me to on so many occasions.
The emotions are something that I’m learning to deal with. I start caressing her arm, kiss the top of her head, and pull her closer to me. I feel closer to her emotionally now than I did back then.
“We were going over our strategy one last time,” I start in softly. I can feel her tense a little and then she angles her head back to look at me.
“Babe, you don’t have to do this.”
I smile. “I know, but I want to. Baby, I love you so much. I want to be more open with you.”
She nods her head but doesn’t say anything. The way her arms tighten on mine is all I need for reassurance. I know she understands how hard this is going to be and she’s not going to push me to talk. That was something we established a long time ago.
“Everyone knew where they were supposed to be going. Each of us had our own thing to do. We were getting ready to raid this building. Everyone had their night vision on. The target was in sight. I had my orders to move forward and passed them on.” I pause, needing a minute to compose myself.
“They were supposed to be out of the building. We were told that there would only be a couple of people there. We rushed in and rounds just started going off. Every time I heard a ‘crack’, I knew a bullet just went past my head. We had to fire back. We did what we had to do to protect ourselves.”
Her grip tightens once again as I continue with the story. I realize I have tears running down the side of my face by the time I finish. There’s no rhyme or reason as to why I chose this particular time and place to tell her that story, but I did. It felt like the right time and it needed to be done. I didn’t go into the gory details. She didn’t need to hear that part, but she got what I was saying.
I’m very lucky to still be alive. I realize that time and time again. I also realize how lucky I am to have this amazing woman back in my life. Where she belongs.
Chapter Sixteen
Things have been progressing nicely with us. There are days when I think he’s almost to the point where he can walk all by himself and then there are days when it seems we are right back at square one. It’s rather odd really. I just can’t tell what’s going on with him.
I walk into my house after work and notice there are rose petals on the floor. “That’s odd. Pierce?” I yell out and no one answers back. It looks like there’s a trail leading to the kitchen so that’s where I head and find a note lying on the counter.
Kinlee,
Have supper with me tonight. Our favorite spot 6:00. Don’t be late.
Love, Pierce
I love these little notes that he leaves laying around. I never know where or when they will appear, but they always brighten my day no matter when I get them. It looks like I have a date to get ready for.
After showering and getting ready, I take the time to make sure my dress looks perfect. Pierce’s favorite color is black so that’s what I’ve got on. It has a plunging neckline, and I’ve matched it with a pair of heels. My eyes look smoky and a beautiful shade of red accentuates my lips. I know I don’t have to dress up for our dates, but I love to do it for him. Seeing that smile spread across his face when he sees me makes it all worth it.
I pull my car up to an empty spot, turn off the engine then get out, noticing for the first time how many cars are actually here. I always love coming to this secluded park, especially when the trees are in bloom. The scent of Magnolia wafting through the air is enough to transport anyone to a magical place. Making my way down the path to the secluded bench that we call our spot, I realize that there are rose petals on the ground. Brodiaea covers the ground itself on either side, which at times, can look like a beautiful purple carpet from a distance. Can this get any weirder? After I take a few more steps, I begin to hear people chatter. I realize that I know everyone I’ve seen so far or knew them a long time ago.
“Hi, Kinlee. You look beautiful,” Tammy says, urging me forward. She used to live in our neighborhood. We used to play together when we were kids and stayed pretty close growing up until we both decided to move away. We still wrote to each other, not wanting to lose contact.
“Hi,” I reply back, still confused and baffled by what is going on.
The further I walked, the more people there were, all telling me how beautiful I looked and how happy they were for me. Huh? Did I miss something?
My mom appears out of nowhere. “Mom. What the hell is going on?”
She gives me a stern look. “Watch your mouth, missy. I can’t say. Just go up there and wait.”
Without missing a beat, she practically shoves me up to wherever I’m supposed to be going. I wish someone would tell me what the fuck is going on. And then I hear it. Music. It’s soft, but definitely coming from somewhere. I turn around and try to locate where the music is coming from and watch everyone come closer and closer. I feel like I’m in some fucking zombie movie, for God’s sake. My anxiety is starting to pique. My hands are getting sweaty. My mouth is going dry. And then something else happens. All these people in front of me split like the Red Sea and I see him. Pierce is standing there in a tuxedo. A fucking tuxedo. My legs get weak and I just about collapse when my dad steps up to catch me.
“I’ve got you. We want you to be happy, Kinlee.” I don’t have to look at him to know he’s crying. I’d recognize that sound anywhere.
I hear him talking, but all I can do is keep my eyes on Pierce. He’s going to do it. One. Two. Three. Slowly, but surely he makes his way up to me. He WALKS all the way up to me smiling the entire time. I don’t think I have ever seen him smile so much. He mouths the words, I. Love. You, and Surprise.
Surprise doesn’t even begin to cover what I’m feeling right now. Shocked. Overwhelmed. Totally and completely plowed. I notice that the closer he gets, the smaller the gap gets. Everyone is moving in around him, wanting to get the best seat in the house, but for what… Oh, my God, surely not.
He walks right up to us. I still can’t get over him walking all that way. “I’ll take it from here.”
He takes my hand from my dad and his only reply is while shaking his hand. “Take good care of her, son.”
Pierce nods his head then smiles at me. “I love you.” He gives me a kiss and takes a step back but still grips my hands. “I had you once and I let you walk away without a fight. That will not happen again.” I can hear people laughing in the background. All I can think is that I can’t believe this is happening. “You are my constant. You are the reason I get up in the morning. You’re the air I breathe. I am nothing without you. We belong together. Kinlee, would you do the honor of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?”
I can barely believe what I’m hearing. I can hardly see him from the amount of tears that have clouded my eyes. I try to say yes, but I’m not sure if it actually sounds like it’s supposed to so I nod my head.
He turns toward the crowd that has seemed to grow and shouts, “She said yes!”
“Yes. Yes, I’ll marry you.” There. I know I said it that time.
Pierce grips my face with his hands and plants a massive kiss on me that I wasn’t expecting but am thankful that I’m receiving, and then he whispers, “I’m not taking any chances. I have a minister here right now. Will you marry me right now in front of all these witnesses? I’ve got everything taken care of.”
I’m almost stunned speechless. “Yes.” What can I say? I love him but talk about being put on the spot.
“Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today…” He was not kidding. Where in the hell did he come from? He must’ve pulled that minister out of his ass because that certainly happened quickly.
The ceremony was simple and to the point. I am now Mrs. Pierce Lundin. Breaking the wonderful kiss, I say,“Now, what do you have in mind for our honeymoon, Mr. Lundin?”
He hugs me close and tight then growls in my ear. “Mrs. Lundin. I love saying that. Mrs. Lundin, you will just have to wait a short while for the honeymoon. I promise.”
Everyone hoots and hollers. I think every single person has come up and congratulated us in some way, shape, or form. We all walk a short distance to the barn that I thought was abandoned and see it transformed into something magical. The way they have old bulbs hung from the rafters puts off a nice glow. The tables all have simple, rustic decorations.
“How did you pull all of this off without me finding out?” He pulls me even closer and whispers in my ear. The emotions that are running through me right now are indescribable. I still can’t believe he pulled this off.
“It was hard but well worth it. I hope someone got a picture of your face when you saw it was me walking down the aisle instead of you.” He starts laughing then pulls me into the middle of the floor as the D.J. announces our arrival and our first dance.
Everything I could have asked for has come true. I got a second chance at love with my one true love. Not many people can say that. Who knows what the future has in store for us. The one thing that I know for sure is that we are in this together. No matter what happens, he’s stuck with me.
***
This was the hardest thing I have ever pulled off. It took a lot of hard work to get to where I’m at today. All the extra hours of therapy and training paid off the second I saw her face. The way everyone stepped to the side so she could see me standing there went better than planned. With one foot in front of the other, I made it down to her. Every single person disappeared the moment our eyes met. She had on my favorite black dress with those heels that accentuated her legs and ass.
We’ve come a long way to get to this point. It was a struggle in the beginning but worth every second. I would do it all over again if need be. It was hard for me to admit to myself that I was falling in love with her again after everything that happened. I knew I would be asking her to marry me, but I had to make sure it was the right time and place. I had to make sure she wanted it as badly as I did. I left nothing to chance.
I hope she realizes how happy she makes me and I’ll try until my dying day to make her just as happy. By the look on her face, I have a head start.
Her eyes are glistening with tears that are tempting to spill over. Her cheeks are flushed. I can tell she’s nervous about what’s going on the way she’s fidgeting. I take her hands as soon as I can, reassuring her father that I will take good care of her. A few minutes later, we recite our vows. I wasn’t lying when I told her all those things, but the truth is that she’s so much more than that. I love
the way she comforts me and tries to help me when I’m having a rough day. I admire how strong she can be yet so vulnerable at the same time. She’s passionate about everything she does and doesn’t give up until she’s 100% completely satisfied with the outcome. She is my life. My lover. And, now, my wife. There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for her.
Chapter Seventeen
One Year Later
I can’t believe it’s been one year since Pierce surprised me. This last year has been amazing. Pierce has been able to lessen the amount of physical therapy he needs. The doctor said that he should still continue it for another six months so he doesn’t lapse though.
I’m sitting on the porch swing, thinking of how this is the last night in our house. We’ve come so far. I never thought I would be able to get him back. It just goes to show that you need to live day by day and take chances on the ones you love.
Our honeymoon was magical. He took me to the one place that he knew I’ve always wanted to go. The Galapagos Islands. I know what you’re thinking, but the answer is simple. It’s gorgeous there and I love it. That night was something else I’ll never forget.
“Baby? What are you doing out here by yourself?” Pierce asks as he walks out through the back door.
I smile at him and pat the empty seat beside me. I have to adjust myself a little and get my foot unstuck from beneath me. “Just thinking about our honeymoon.”
He sits beside me and wraps his arm around me, pulling me in closer to him. He chuckles a little. “That’s not something I’ll soon forget.”
Resting my head against his shoulder, just the sound of his heart beating away takes me back to that amazing night.
“I cannot believe you did all of this.” Telling him as I lay a big sloppy kiss on him. We can’t seem to keep our hands off each other.
“You’re worth it. You’ve always been worth it, Kinlee,” he says, running his hand down my back and squeezing my ass.
