Vegas Revenge Wedding

by Kelli Callahan

  “Is it morning?” She opened her eyes and looked up at me.

  “Almost...” I replied, pressing my lips to her head. “You can sleep longer if you want to.”

  “I’m not tired...” She looked towards the window. “Will the storm pass today?”

  “It should. The roads will be open tomorrow.” I nodded.

  She withdrew from my arms and the angst of separation was instant. She walked into the bathroom and started a shower. I heard the sound of the water beating in the tub for several minutes before I finally slid out of bed.

  Coffee and breakfast would have to wait because there was something I wanted a lot more than either of them. My cock was already hard when I saw her silhouette against the wall. I walked into the bathroom and pulled back the curtain slowly. She didn’t react with any sort of surprise when I joined her—it was almost as if she was expecting it.

  You want me as bad I want you.

  She slid her hair to the side and I started applying soap to her back, scrubbing it lightly with my fingernails. When she was rinsed, she started washing me, moving the soap across my torso and around my neck. I turned so she could get my back and as her fingers drifted down to my waist, she reached around and started to stroke my cock. I leaned back against her, feeling the need growing with each motion of her hand.

  I reached back and started to stroke her clitoris with my middle finger, moving around it in a circular motion. She was already wet, so wet that the shower couldn’t wash away her desire.

  “I’m ready for you.” She pressed her pussy against my finger.

  I turned to face her and our lips connected underneath the water, twisting against each other with the passion of unsatisfied lust that had formed since we had fucked the day before. I lifted her leg and placed it on the edge of the tub, dipping my knees so I could press the head of my cock against her pussy. She had gotten extremely tight again, and I had to work my cock in slow. It took a couple of minutes, slowly going in and out as she moaned.

  I’ll never get tired of this—damn—so fucking tight.

  The shower washed away some of the outer lubrication, but once I was inside, it was nirvana again. When we were connected, I picked her up by both thighs and spun her against the back of the shower. It was slick from the water but I could hold her there for quick, powerful thrusts.

  “You’re so freaking strong.” She let out a pant as I held her against the wall.

  Strong enough to keep you here forever.

  It didn’t take long for her eyes to roll back and her head to fall against my shoulder as she felt the fury of my desire. She was still so tight that there was resistance as I fucked her, but it felt amazing. It wasn’t going to be a marathon by any means, but I was determined to make sure she started her morning with an orgasm. The water ran down our bodies, creating steam in the shower that was magnified by the heat between us.

  “You know you’re mine now.” I said in a tense growl against her ear.

  “I know.” She whispered back and then a long moan of satisfaction escaped her lips.

  You better know.

  I wasn’t sure if she truly understood what I meant by the statement, but it needed to be said. The words seemed to bring a new sense of passion in her as she started to kiss my neck, moaning in my ear. My blonde goddess was getting close to an orgasm but I was still hungry for a whole lot more.

  I held her close and picked up the pace, pounding her pussy as hard as I could without physically harming her. She reacted as I expected, clenching on my cock as her pussy started to spasm with an orgasm. I focused on quick thrusts, hitting her g-spot each time I drove myself in. She dug her fingernails into my neck and my back as her body surged with pleasure.

  A loud series of moans ripped from her throat in gasps as she started to orgasm. Her pussy spasmed as she was sent to the moment of ecstasy and the additional lubrication combined with her orgasmic contractions made my cock throb even harder. I barely had time to adjust before I felt another one surging from within her.

  Another one? Damn.

  I continued my thrusts against the wall, attacking her neck with my mouth as both of our desires became one. I knew I was close, but I was enjoying her pussy so damn much I didn’t want it to end.

  “I want to feel you explode inside me” She leaned forward and whispered into my ear. “Please.”

  She was craving the sensations of my release as much as I was and her words made me more excited. I was trapped at the point where I couldn’t stop myself from ejaculating, but I was able to prolong it with the right motion. I kept myself there as long as I could, in that moment of perpetual perfection, but it couldn’t last forever.

  “You feel so good.” Steam rose from my lip as a grunt echoed from my throat.

  I pressed against her and drove my cock deep, feeling the first tightening of my cock as it prepared to unleash every drop of my cum. I pulled back and drove it in again as the first explosion erupted from the tip of my cock. I knew it wouldn’t be the last because I could already feel another one building up inside.

  You make me cum more than anyone ever has.

  It only took a couple of thrusts for the second eruption to unload inside of her. A few quicker ones followed and I was spent. My balls tingled and my cock was immediately exhausted from the encounter. I held her in an embrace, lightly kissing her neck and her cheek before finally withdrawing.

  She let out a groan as my cock was completely removed. We stayed in the shower a little longer, cleaning up the results of our lust, and then I reached over and turned off the water.

  “I like shower sex.” She grinned as she stood in front of me, dripping water on the ceramic below us.

  “I like it with you.” I reached for a towel and began drying her gorgeous body.

  There was a calmness in the air. The storm had officially broken. All that remained was snow on the ground and an overcast that would give way to the sun. Once the sun finally peeked out of the clouds, it would start to melt.

  THE WORST OF THE STORM was over, but I felt like the real storm was about to brew inside of me when I walked into the living room and saw Heather sitting at the radio. She used the radio to talk to the local authorities and make arrangements for her car. They would send someone to pick it up and make sure it was operational when the roads were clear.

  Fuck. I’m not ready for you to go.

  I started drinking early, feeling the solace of the whiskey’s warmth. The day lingered on, with us spending a lot of quiet time together, kissing and just enjoying the comfort of skin on skin. By the afternoon, there was a hint of sunlight. I stared at the sun with an angry glare, just wanting it to go away.

  “Our first sunrise.” She looked over at me.

  “I can’t lie to you, Heather.” I stood up. “I don’t even want to see it.”

  “Yeah...” She sighed. “Tomorrow is going to be rather complicated.”

  “You don’t have to leave.” I said firmly. “You’re mine.”

  “I can’t stay.” She shook her head. “I don’t have a choice. This was supposed to be a vacation. I didn’t expect to meet someone like you. I didn’t expect to feel the way I do.”

  “I can’t let you go.” I leaned towards her on the couch and kissed her ear. “I don’t want you to leave.”

  “How would I explain that to my parents? I can’t drop out of school and move to the mountains.” She pulled away from me. “This is hard for me too—my heart is telling me to give the world a middle finger and stay here in your arms forever.”

  “You should listen to your heart.” I closed the distance she had put between us and wrapped my arms around her. “This is a simple life. I can provide anything we need and we don’t need much. We just need each other.”

  “I want to stay...” She muttered.

  “Then stay.” I pulled her close.

  Just fucking stay.

  I wasn’t ready to force it, even if my soul was being ripped apart by the thought of her leaving
. I didn’t want a slave that I had to keep chained to the wall. I wanted my beautiful blonde goddess to be there with me because she wanted to be there. I didn’t want to take no for an answer, but I felt like it was the answer she was prepared to give me.

  I kissed her deeply, letting it linger there to the point I felt myself getting hard again just from the fire burning between our lips. We were so different, yet we fit together so perfectly. There was a definite difference in our mentality, a long cord of complications which had to be overcome, but I was up for the challenge.

  I had to be the only man she would ever love. I had to be the one that held her forever. She was obsessed with a world I had left behind, and she didn’t see the majesty of a simple life. We finally stopped ourselves short of the bedroom and decided it was time for dinner. There wasn’t much conversation at the dinner table because we both seemed to be consumed with the harshness of the following day.

  It couldn’t break us. I had to make sure of it. I was ready to bring damnation to heaven and earth if it meant we didn’t have to part ways. I just hoped she would understand.

  “We can’t dwell on tomorrow.” She sipped her drink. “We have to make the most of our time together.”

  “I can’t help but dwell...” I shook my head. “Tomorrow changes everything.”

  “Just...” She shook her head. “Just make love to me one more time before I have to go.”

  A darkness started to fill my soul. She was telling me it was over. She was setting fire to everything I wanted.

  I’m not a fucking vacation fling...

  I took her by the hand and lifted her off the couch. She wanted to be fucked one more time, so she would get fucked.

  I clenched my fingers around her ass, holding her tight as we kissed. The primal lust started to build as much as I wanted to tell her exactly how things were going to be, I just couldn’t stare down the face of reality without satisfying my desires.

  I took her to the bedroom and started removing her clothes. She was a radiant goddess in the moonlight, a glimmer of heaven that just couldn’t be ignored. By the time I crawled into bed on top of her, I was hard and focused on enjoying the moment. There was a hunger in her kiss and a lust in her eyes. She was no longer a timid virgin—she was a woman who needed the passion of our embrace.

  Chapter 9: Heather

  Shane seemed like an animal when he took me to the bedroom. I was so hungry for his touch that I didn’t care if it was gentle or rough—I just wanted him. I knew he didn’t want me to leave, and I really didn’t want to go, but it was too complicated to stay.

  How can I explain it to him?

  I had enjoyed our time together and I wanted to be there with him, but the weight of my life was on my shoulders. I just wanted one more night, one more feeling of passion before we parted ways. When he descended between my thighs and I felt his cock against my pussy, I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me again, even if it was the last time.

  The thoughts of what the sunrise brought evaporated as his cock entered my pussy. I reached out and clamped my hands behind his head, feeling the first thrusts. They hurt because my pussy was still sore and it was like a reflection of the storm in his eyes. Even though there was discomfort at first, it didn’t take long for his thrusting to start moving across my g-spot and bringing back the pleasure I craved.

  He placed a hand on my shoulder and one on my ribs as he started to passionately drive his cock into me and my hips joined his thrusts, trying to keep up with his fury. I stared into his eyes, watching the storm continue to build behind his dark round orbs. He pressed his lips to my neck and kissed me with a fervor that made me even more excited.

  “Show me how much you want me.” I begged.

  He took it as a sign to pick up the pace, and I was quickly overcome by the rapture of my body’s erupting pleasure. His hands moved to my breasts, squeezing them as he continued to fuck me. My mind flashed to all the moments we had together and I wondered how I would ever live without him.

  There was so much I didn’t know about him and there was plenty he didn’t know about me, but none of that mattered when I was in his arms. Nothing seemed to matter except the moment we were in. I felt myself bouncing against the mattress as he moved inside of me, going deep with every thrust.

  “Harder...” I squeezed his arms.

  He slid his arms behind my back and lifted me up, leaning back on his knees. He used the tremendous strength in his legs to bounce me there against his hips and I could meet each thrust. When he slowed down, I took over, planting my feet on each side of his legs and wrapping my hands around his neck.

  I lifted myself up and down, riding his cock like it was the only thing that mattered, because in that moment, it was. He leaned back further, letting my legs buckle at the knees so I was straddling him. His hands rested on my hips as I tried to satisfy the ache inside.

  “You’re so beautiful.” He said. “I could stare at you forever.”

  I couldn’t respond because my body was enthralled in the moment. The first sensations of an orgasm were starting to build. After I rode his cock for several minutes, he lifted his knees and started thrusting upwards. The pleasure was so overwhelming I sank down against his chest.

  He wrapped one arm around my back and held my ass with the other as he drove himself into me. They felt like they were powerful enough to send me toppling off the bed if he wasn’t holding me so tight. The first sensation of orgasm quickly started to give away to a full-blown moment of bliss. I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me, getting harder as his panting growls gave way to exacerbated moans of pleasure.

  Damn this is good...

  I knew I didn’t have much left before I went over the edge, but it felt so amazing that I pushed for more. His powerful thrusts suddenly turned to quick ones and I couldn’t hold myself back. The tingling sensation gave way to spasms and then my whole body erupted in an orgasm.

  My head rolled back and I let out a scream of pleasure. He started to pick up the pace with his quick thrusts as my pussy clenched his cock while I came.

  “You feel so good.” He muttered as the first stream of cum erupted from his cock.

  The lubrication of our combined excitement made it easier for him to slide inside of me, picking up the pace even more. I felt another orgasm coming and I just held on as he pummeled my pussy until it was complete.

  Holy shit.

  I was a blubbery, slobbering mess by the time it was done, especially as the remainder of his load came out in long streams while I erupted. I collapsed into his arms and felt the sticky sweat between us. The fire had warmed up the cabin a good bit, but our lovemaking had burned brighter than the inferno of the logs. We stayed there in silence, just enjoying the exhaustion of our embrace for what seemed like an eternity in the afterglow. I felt myself drifting away to sleep and I didn’t even care enough to move to the pillow—I just fell asleep in his arms. I didn’t wake up until the sun was already illuminating the cabin.

  He was still asleep, still holding me. As much as I wanted to get up and see how the snow looked, I wanted to stay there more. I fell asleep again and was eventually awakened by the sound of breakfast and coffee going at the same time. I stumbled out of bed and walked to the window.

  “I can see the road.” Those words would have been filled with excitement when I first got there, but they contained very little emotion after our time together.

  “Yes.” He replied. “I called ahead on the radio and made sure your car was towed. They can get it running, but the window is going to have to wait. They’ll put some plastic on it so you can drive it if you want.”

  “So, this is it.” I looked over at him.

  Has he finally come to terms with the inevitability of my departure?

  “Yes.” I could tell his mood was darker than what I had seen before.

  I ate breakfast with him and had a couple of cups of coffee before making my way to the shower. I hoped he would join me, but there was no sign
of him. The damp towel on the wall suggested he had showered before me and when I left the bathroom after I was done drying off, he was completely dressed.

  So much for starting my last day with an orgasm.

  I packed my bag, stuffing everything I had worn over the course of our time together inside of it. I would just have to deal with sorting the laundry when I got back home. There was very little hint of the man I had spent all my time with behind the coldness I felt as he helped me get everything into the truck.

  I guess we’re done...

  He seemed like he had retreated into the shell I imagined he lived in all the years alone in the cabin. He drove down the mountain carefully, avoiding the tough spots on the road thanks to the size of his truck. When we hit the main highway, I saw that the ice was already melted into slush that was fairly easy to drive on.

  The town was alive with people, and I saw my car sitting in the parking lot of the gas station where the man on the radio said it would be. When we got closer to town, my phone erupted with nearly a hundred text messages and dozens of missed calls. The world was finally starting to catch up with me.

  “I guess there is cell service here.” I stared at the screen and flipped through messages from my family and friends.

  “Yes.” He nodded. “It’ll get better as you head north.”

  “I’ll be up all night responding to these messages.” I put my phone in my lap and looked over at the gas station where I saw a number of people gathered. “Wow, I didn’t realize there were this many people in Wolf Creek.”

  “What the fuck...” He tensed up as we turned into the parking lot of the gas station.

  It was a strange sight when his truck came to a stop. It was like someone took a scene from Hollywood and dropped it right in the middle of Wolf Creek. I saw news vans, reporters, and all of them started pointing at me. There were several people who appeared to be locals, staring at the sight. Several people that appeared to be reporters ran up to the truck and camera lights started to flash.