by Joyce Jordan
Conrad rumbled in laughter. Yes, Moira was back. He watched her enjoy the greasy burger and fries and burp on the coke. Rude, but such a welcome sound after all he had been through.
She looked at the second burger and returned it in its wrapper. “Breakfast,” she said as she handed it back to him. “Don’t you dare throw it away,” she warned him.
“We can get a fresh one,” he told her.
“No, that one is just fine with me.”
Epilogue
“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride,” the judge said. But he was too late because Conrad had beat him to it. The crowd cheered and laughed at Conrad’s eagerness.
“Mrs. King,” he whispered against her lips. “Until death do us part, baby.”
“Mr. King,” she whispered to him. “I have no wish to go anywhere, except maybe find a room where you can fuck me before I detonate.”
“Jeez Moira! I’m a married man now.”
Moira giggled and turned to the crowd and smiled. Cheers went up as they walked along the carpet in the middle of the rows of chairs.
Someone shouted about pictures, but Conrad waved them away. “I need to take Moira to relax for a bit,” he told Lucas. Mitch saw him trying to get through the small crowd and came to help him. He threaded his way towards their bedroom on his parents property. As soon as he got her inside he removed her dress and was on her in seconds. He tore her panties off and tested her readiness.
“Now, Conrad.” She was already very, very wet.
He groaned and pushed himself in. He lifted her heavy breasts and moved slowly in her, nuzzling her shoulders. She held onto the tall chest of drawers as Conrad took her, making her cry out in ecstacy as his huge cock teased her walls. She pushed her butt into his groin bending as much as her belly would allow her.
“Moira,” Conrad whispered and pulled her earlobe into his mouth.
“Conrad!” she screamed and trembled in his arms.
Conrad moved faster at her insistence and she errupted a second time. Conrad stilled and shot his cum up her vagina until he was spent. “Hold on,” he said as he stepped away from her. he brought a washcloth and wiped her clean. Then he rinsed the cloth and wiped the sweat on her body.
Moira laughed in delight and found another pair of panties to wear then she slipped her dress back on. And Conrad zipped her back up.
They joined their guests and finally had the pictures taken. To say they both glowed in their pictures would be an understatement. Their romp in the bedroom certainly added to the beauty in their pictures. They laughed and looked at each other often. They hardly had eyes for anyone else.
“You really are looking beautiful today, Moira,” Sere said for the hundredth time.
Moira laughed. “Thank you Sere, you helped me choose the dress.” It was a beautiful white knee length dress. With the Miami heat, Moira refused to wear a traditional long dress. They had found a designer who had been willing to work with them despite the short amount of time they had. It was a dress worthy of a blushing bride. It was very flattering on Moira’s body and show cased her pregnancy to perfection. Moira knew the dress would be a hit once the papers printed the news of her wedding. Someone was supposed to send a short video to the news channels, after Conrad’s approval.
“You sure know how to pull a wedding off in four weeks,” Antonio said as he joined them. “You look beautiful, Moira,” he told her and leaned down to kiss her cheek. “Lady Jane is certainly having a good time. I think she may be slightly tipsy.”
Moira looked towards Antonio’s parents and found them having a great time. They had kept the guests to a minimum. Conrad had invited a few key personnel from King International, including Janet, who had wept tears like a bride’s mother. Moira had invited uncle Stu and the staff who cooked at King International to cater for her wedding.
Sam had given her away, and she thought she might have seen moisture in his eyes. “Be happy,” he had said as he had given her away to Conrad. Moira had also invited Antonio and his parents and a few friends. Sere had been her matron of honor, and Lucas had been Conrad’s best man. Conrad had even agreed to invite Jeff Myers. Although Moira suspected his agenda had been for Jeff to see and hear them exchange wedding vows.
Both security details from King International and bouncers from Lucas’ night clubs had provided security around the property. No one who had not been invited had managed to slip in.
“Give him a chance,” Moira whispered in Sere’s ear. “He’s not George.”
“Moira…” Sere began.
“They are about to play our song,” Moira said loudly, then she walked towards Conrad who met her halfway.
“I’m not sure I want De Marco anyway near Sere,” he growled. They relationship had improved but they still needled each other at every chance they got. Conrad hated it when Antonio took liberties in touching Moira’s belly claiming he was getting acquainted with Little Bo Peep. But in order to keep the peace, he never said anything. His teeth, however suffered as he clenched them until he was done with his supposedly bonding moments.
Moira laughed. “He’ll be good for her.” Moira realized how her best friend, Sere and Antonio were a perfect fit. If only Sere would open her heart a little to let Antonio in. Antonio, on the other hand, was finding it hard to get Sere interested in him. Him, who always had a bevy of beautiful women trying to claim his attention. And yet he kept coming back to her. Moira smiled at the two arguing heatedly as Sere refused to dance with him and Antonio gritting his teeth in frustration.
Conrad took her into his arms and started dancing as the deejay started playing Angel by Lionel Richie. The crowd cleared the dance area for them.
“Forever, my angel.”
“Forever, Conrad.”
Other Books by Joyce Jordan
Strong Young Women Series
Seduction - Book 1
Seduction - Book 2
Note from the Author
This is my 3rd book but 1st book in the Miami Heat Series. I surely hope there are less mistakes compared to the first and second books. Once again I apologize but promise to get better and better as I write more books. As Moira and Conrad’s story ends, Serenity and Antonio’s story begins and I too, look forward to seeing how this couple finds love. Please feel free to contact me via my e-mail address: [email protected]
All the best,
Joyce
