“He kisses you?”
“Just once. I was upset and I don’t think he really know what to do…”
“What? Does he kiss like shit?”
“No, not at all. It was nice…” She bit her lip. “I guess I just don’t see him like that. You know? He is such a slut.”
I stared at my sister. “He isn’t a slut. Are you thinking that is why he hangs out with me? Because I’m a Dom and a bit of a slut?”
The look on her face said, yes.
I sighed. “He isn’t a slut. I like him because he’s a good man. I feel like he’s my equal. Maybe not as smooth but deep down, a good man. Are you seriously going to tell me that his kiss didn’t give you a little tingle or make your panties wet?”
She blushed scarlet. “Charlie!”
I laughed. I loved teasing her. “Seriously, if he can’t make you wet with a kiss then he isn’t the man for you.”
She smiled and shook her head. “I was too upset at the time and was shocked when he did it really to even enjoy it. I just know that after I was breathless and my heart was beating really fast.”
I waited for Ben to pick her up before I said anything more about the kiss. I mentioned it again just as they were leaving. I decided to be a dick about it and it was something I wanted to see. “Can you both do me a favor?”
Ben nodded. “Yeah, what do you need?”
“I will never see Tammy go down the aisle. I would like you to kiss her like you just took her as your wife.”
Tammy stared at me wide eyed before she glanced at Ben then back at me with a ‘what the fuck are you up to’ look.
“I won’t force a kiss on her,” Ben stated.
“You already did,” she snapped.
“I apologized. You really were hysterical and I didn’t know what else to do.” He gazed at her then faced her and touched her hand but didn’t take it. “Say no and I will just take you home.”
Tammy looked up at him and I realized he did love her but wouldn’t push her. He would let her make up her own mind. Even though he knew right now, he was solidly in the friendzone. I was hoping he would take this opportunity to get out of it.
She looked at me with sadness in her eyes.
I knew I was about to get my way. “Do you Ben take Tammy to be your wife to have and to hold from this day forth, till death do you part?”
“I do,” Ben said without hesitation and meaning it.
Tammy peered up at him, the surprise on her face clear. She teared up as he took her hand and pretended to put a ring on her finger. She bit her lip.
“Tammy do you take Ben to be your husband to have and to hold from this day forth, till death do you part?”
She swallowed hard and nodded. “I do.” She took his hand and pretended to put a ring on it. Her hands trembled as she did. She gazed up at Ben nervously.
He gave her a nervous, I know you don’t want me smile.
I think for the first time, she saw that he was helping her because he was in love with her.
“I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride.”
Ben touched her face gently and then stroked her neck, she shut her eyes for a moment and looked up at him. He cupped the back of her neck and then put his hand on her waist. Gently, he pulled her against him.
Her breathing was heightened, as she touched his chest. She looked up at him as he lowered his head and brushed his mouth over hers. He paused, giving her the out. I smiled when she nodded and he put his lips against my sister’s mouth.
After a moment, he growled and the kiss became more intense, he held her to him as she melted in his arms. He kissed her till they both needed to breathe.
I smiled. I bet she can’t tell me she wasn’t wet after that.
He put his forehead to hers to catch his breath.
She took some shaky breaths. “Charlie, shut up,” she said breathlessly.
I grinned as Ben lifted his head. “Huh? He didn’t say anything.”
“I told her if a kiss didn’t make her wet then you weren’t the man for her.”
Ben stared at me wide eyed and then at Tammy, he still hadn’t let her go. “Oh, I am glad.” He pulled her pelvis against his and she looked up at him eyes wide. “It’s only fair.”
I laughed.
He grinned and she blushed. He let her go
“Congratulations.”
“It is just pretend Charlie,” Tammy said gathering herself.
“You forget that I am able to perform marriages.” I smiled. “If you handed me paperwork I could make it official.” I moved toward them. “But I won’t. If you choose this later when I am gone, then I would be more than happy to have Ben as my brother in law.” I patted him on the shoulder.
Tammy hugged my waist and buried her face in my chest.
“If you don’t choose him, that’s ok too, Tammy. I got to see it. That’s all I wanted.” I hugged her back. “Take her home Ben. She needs to rest after all the shopping we did today.”
Kate
I was showered but I couldn’t seem to wind down. I was again, sitting on the couch. Ian was on a phone call in his office. I just hoped it wasn’t bad news. Charlie had left me to work his company and was off living life. He’d only stopped in to see me a handful of times. Not since the play room, had we had sex, that was nearly two weeks ago.
“Well, that was fucked up,” Ian said walking in and sitting beside be.
“What was?”
“Oh, some poor fucker managed to electrocute himself on a jobsite. Didn’t look and cut through a power cord. He’s alive but he will be in hospital for a few days.”
“Electrocutions can cause heart arrhythmias.”
“That’s exactly why he’s in hospital.” He nodded and looked at me. “You’re looking all beautiful and you smell good. But you look sad. You ok?”
I nodded. “Work is going well. I like Sam. She and I both seem to be on the same page. Still coming to terms with the sheer scale of the company. So many fingers in so many pies. My calendar is insane with all these fucking events he generally goes to, so I’m splitting it with Sam because I just can’t do it and with her little one, nor can she.” I sighed and looked at him. “All Charlie has done in his life is work.”
Ian watched me for a moment and smiled. “No he didn’t. He had a lot of play time too.”
“Going to the club isn’t living. It’s getting off. He has worked. He’s set up his company to ensure job security and growth and he has so many charities to support that they’re coming out of his ears.”
Ian shrugged. “You just work it how you see fit. He didn’t have kids.”
“That’s because he was too busy.”
“Because he never found the right woman.”
“Because he was working all the time.”
Ian laughed.
I took in his beautiful features. Then I glanced back at the TV.
“What is wrong now?”
“Just thinking about getting a nanny for the kids when you dissolve the marriage.”
“I am not dissolving the marriage Kate. I told you I said it to stir up Charlie.” He took my hand and played with the ring on it. “I put this on here and I meant my vows. I like living with you. I like having someone to come home to. I miss the companionship.”
“The sex?”
He sighed. “When we first moved in, I didn’t think I would be able to handle having so many damn animals inside all the time. I thought that they would drive me insane. But they don’t. You’re good to my kids. They like you. Your kids are just freaking cool. I’m trying to be their Dad without replacing theirs…”
“They never met him.”
“Doesn’t matter. He’s still their Dad. You get it. You’re letting my kids come to you. You can’t replace her and I can’t replace either of them, so its new territory.”
“Can you tell me about the club the other night? Why wouldn’t they let me see inside? And what was with all the bondage and crap?”
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sp; Ian smirked. “Smooth transition into another conversation Kate.” He nudged me. “You don’t want to talk about the kids but you want to talk about kink.”
“I’m doing the best I can. I’m just trying to find my feet. You aren’t yelling at me saying you don’t like what I’m doing, so I figure I’m doing ok. Now, tell me about the club.”
“Well…” He laid down, put his head in my lap and looked up at me with playful eyes. “Nathan wants to fuck you.”
“I figured as much. Did you see your sub?” I ran my fingers through his hair giving him a head massage.
“I don’t have a sub. I didn’t fuck anyone that night. Well, not with my tongue or cock.”
“Why not? You had a free pass.”
“Because you were feeling guilty about Charlie.”
“Because I thought you had a sub that you would want to finish it properly with.”
“Well, I don’t have a sub, so I didn’t have anything to finish. I did use toys, floggers and things on a couple subs but that was it. Charlie took a sub he has used for years back to his private room and came back out two hours later. She was full of welts and her hair was a mess. She looked happy and he looked like he’d finished it on a good note.”
So, he fucked one. I felt a little jealous.
“He told me yesterday he used toys on her. But didn’t fuck her. He’s faithful to you.” He shut his eyes and sighed. “Did I ever tell you that I love my head being massaged?”
“Which head?” I asked without censorship. I bit my lip and smiled. “Sorry.”
Ian laughed. “Both actually.”
I touched his face and then scratched at his scalp.
“Woman, you are going to get fucked if you keep that up. Damn, that feels good.”
I stopped moving my hands. “Sorry.”
“Why are you sorry? I’m your husband, if you want to seduce me, by all means do so. I’m already semi hard.”
“We should find out if I’m pregnant first.”
He sighed and sat up. “Ok, you need to understand something.”
“What is that, Ian?”
He took my face between his hands and brushed his lips over mine. “You are MINE,” he growled. “You’re my wife and I’m not divorcing you. We are in this till old and grey. Pregnant or not.”
I stared at his blazing eyes that seemed to be staring into my soul. My heart was beating fast as I could taste his breath. He was so fierce and dominant. I took a shaky breath. It was in that moment I realized finally—I wouldn’t have to always be the strong one. That I could share the burden.
He is mine.
“How does it feel to have that little epiphany?” he whispered again brushing his mouth to mine but not kissing me. “How does it feel to know that I am yours?”
I took another shaky breath. “I’m not in this alone?”
“No, we are in it together.”
He fucking means it! Not alone, and I’m not an idiot!
“What are you going to do when I want to go work with Brian?”
“Get hard.” He grinned. “I like that you’re tough like a diamond. We really should spar sometime.” His mouth was a little firmer as it brushed mine but he still didn’t kiss me.
“I’m not tough. Charlie is going to break my heart.”
“Yeah, you and me both. We’ll be ok.” He rubbed his nose to mine and pulled back a little.
My heart dropped thinking this was the end of our discussion.
“I like what you’re wearing.”
“Huh? I’m in pajamas. I couldn’t look frumpier if I tried.”
“You’re right.” He smiled and stood up.
I looked up at him shocked.
“You would look much better naked.” He scooped me off the couch and walked towards the stairs.
“Ian? What are you doing?”
“I want to see you naked.”
“Um… why?”
“Because my wife, I’m about to consummate the marriage. You won’t be doubting me when I’m done. Also, there’s a high possibility that you may not be able to walk for a couple hours after.”
“Are we going to the play room?”
“No. We’re going to bed and I’m not going hold back for a change.”
I took a moment and wondered. “You were holding back?”
“Yeah, I didn’t want to make Charlie look bad.” He walked into the bedroom and put me down. “Get naked, Kate.” He locked the door with a wicked look in his eye. “Like now.”
“Kiss me first and get me motivated.” I backed up a little and smiled before biting my lip.
He cocked an eyebrow and pulled his shirt over his head. “You need some motivation?”
I nodded shyly. “You want this to be our wedding night.”
He dropped his pants to the floor.
I stared wide eyed at his hard cock.
“Get naked, my wife.”
My whole body flushed. “Are we really doing this?”
He let out a sigh of exasperation and took two steps before kissing me. He held the back of my head in one hand and pulled my waist to his.
I saw stars as my heart pounded, my breathing out of control. I put my arms around his neck to hold on because my knees went weak. He moved a little, it felt like he was stepping on the bottoms of my pajama pants, his hands moved them off my waist, below my bottom. Then he lifted me. The pants dropped to the floor.
He put my feet back on the floor and lifted his mouth off mine only long enough to get my shirt off before his wicked mouth went back to devouring me.
I kissed him back, running my greedy hands over his hard delectable body.
Ian
I’d finally seduced her. My wife. My beautiful little diamond tough woman. Her mouth drove me wild, her hands on my body, yeah ok enough of that. I picked her up, put her on the bed and licked her clit, nibbled on her hot throbbing little button of heat before getting on top of her. I planned on not holding back.
I had before because Charlie had been in the lead. He wasn’t here now. I sucked on her nipples and then her mouth.
“How could you think I didn’t want you?” I whispered as I started to massage her clit watching her eyes. She went to talk and I pressed a finger inside her. She was wet and ready and oh, so fucking tight. Her mouth went slack instead.
“Mine,” I stated. I kissed her mouth. “Mine.” I sucked her breasts and nipples. “Mine.” I moved and then slammed into her and she cried out. “And I am all yours. Don’t you ever doubt it.” I slammed into her again. “I am yours.” I plunged into her again, deeper. “All of me is yours. Do you believe me, Kate?”
“No…” She whimpered.
I smiled. “You will.” I kissed her jaw and her neck as I gentled my strokes, I didn’t want to bruise her. I just wanted to claim what was mine and make love to my wife.
Charlie
I’d been meaning to go to church since I found out I was sick. I decided, today was the day. So, I got in my own car, no driver this time and went to church. I walked in and just stared at the cross on the wall. I walked to the top of the aisle and just stood there looking at it.
“Are you ok, my son?” the priest asked from behind me making me jump. I never even heard him. He chuckled. “Sorry.”
I looked at him and smiled. “It’s ok. And no, not really. How much time have you got?”
He smiled. “How much do you need?”
“I want to confess a lifetime of sin. In my case, we might be here a while.”
“Well then, I’m not sitting in the confessional booth that long.”
“Can we sit in there for a while?” I asked. “It is a bucket list thing.”
He watched me for a moment then nodded. “Ok, why are you ticking off your bucket list?”
“Cancer. If the doctors are right, I have minutes to live. They gave me a month four weeks ago.”
“Ok then. So, you are here to make peace and yell at God for being unfair?”
“No.” I smiled.
“I’m not angry. Not at all.” I bit my lip and looked at him with tears in my eyes. “I am sad. I won’t get to see my children grow or my sister in white. Or that I won’t grow old with my brothers and be grumpy old men together and I am really gutted that I’m going to make my parents bury a child. But I’m not angry.” I wiped my face and shook my head. “Come on, this is going to take a while.”
“Got as much time as you need.”
I got in the booth and looked around. “It stinks in here.”
“Yeah, a little.”
“One sin and we’ll get out.”
The priest chuckled. “Ok.”
“Everything I say will be kept between you, me and the God wont it?”
“Absolutely.”
I sighed and sat back. “Lots and lots of premarital sex and I divorced the woman I love, so she didn’t have to bury another husband.”
“Those are two big ones.”
“Yeah, but never had any complaints.” I smirked. “I made sure they all got off first.” I frowned. “Except my wife. She would have been mine till the end. I wanted her so much and I couldn’t have her watch me die.”
“Would that have been a sacrifice she would have made?”
“She’s still making it. I see her most days. But I have stopped sleeping with her.”
“Why?”
“Dick doesn’t work anymore. Annoying but I had a good run.” I sighed. “Is there somewhere we can sit without ears listening, or paparazzi?”
We got out of the confessional booth and he walked me outside to a small courtyard. The stars were out. I gazed upward. He took a seat on the bench and I started talking as I looked around. Then I sat beside him and just talked through everything. I felt no shame when I broke down.
I didn’t feel creepy either when he touched my shoulder to comfort me. But telling him my life story, telling him how I’d gone from a haunted, lost little kid to employing 70 000 people, running charities. It was a weight off my chest. I told him about Kate and her family. I told him about mine.
He laughed and asked questions, “So, is she pregnant?”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “I want to know and at the same time—I don’t. I would be even more upset at not being there. I mean in Vegas when she pretended to be, I felt like I’d managed it. Still, the world will never know they are mine. I don’t want the world to know either.”
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