by Nikki Wild
“Oh my God. You are serious.”
“Of course I am.”
I sat in stunned silence.
“I get it,” he said. “This is fast... But I feel like fate is telling us to do this. And I’m sure. I don’t need time to tell me what I already know in my heart.”
He pulled a little box from beneath the seat.
“Will you? Will you marry me?”
The box flipped open. Inside was the most beautiful diamond ring I’d ever seen.
“I… I…”
His grin widened. Everything bit of logic told me to wait. To think it over. But I’d done the logical thing my whole life. It was time for me to trust my instincts.
He was everything I’d ever wanted.
“Yes!”
I threw my arms around his neck, letting him pull me close.
“Yes! Let’s get married.”
“You’re on,” he said. “Just you and me. Right here, right now.”
“I have to call… I have to call-”
My brain struggled to keep up with everything.
“You don’t have to call anyone,” he said. “This is about us. Here. Tonight.”
He waved his arm toward the city behind us.
“This is ours. We’ll do one for everyone else when we get back home. The church, the guest list, whatever you want. But tonight, it’s about us.”
“Luke,” I asked. “When did you know? When did you know that you were going to ask me to marry you?”
His eyes fluttered and he nodded again toward the chapel.
“Let’s go.”
My cheeks flushed. I felt lightheaded. It was like floating on a cloud.
We ran to the front, laughing and pushing each other. There was a big warning sign on the door. It said something like ‘use caution when combining alcohol with you impending nuptials. This chapel, including its proprietors, are not responsible for your choices.’
We were greeted by an overweight man in a sequined Elvis costume. He’d given up on trying to make the hair look the part long ago.
“You kids ready to do this?” he asked, enthusiastically.
We looked at each other and nodded. Neither one of us could contain our exuberance.
The place was all ours. Apparently, we were the only couple in Vegas feeling the allure of an impromptu Elvis wedding tonight.
I threw on a gaudy white dress from their selection in the back. Luke came out wearing a hilarious lime green tuxedo. He still had his championship belt around his waist.
I jumped into his arms. I let him cradle me so Elvis’s wife could take a picture.
“Just the two you?” asked Elvis.
“That’s right,” I said. “Just us.”
“Well, alright then pretty mama, why don’t you and your beau step on up to the alter so we can commence with this momentous occasion.”
“You got it, Big E.”
I took Luke by the hand and led him to the front. He was trying not to crack up.
Elvis’s wife shoved a bouquet of fake flowers under my arm and kept taking pictures.
I got lost in my own thoughts while our wedding official gave his little spiel. I still didn’t quite understand how my life had gone from zero to a hundred in less than a month. It was better than any fairytale.
There wasn’t a question in my mind that I was doing the right thing. Luke gave me something that I never thought I would have.
“Now, would the bride and groom like to share any of their own words before we put a seal on this thing?”
Luke made me blush with that look. The same one he gave me that first night in my condo.
“We’re going to have a lot of time to say a lot of things to each other,” he said. “But right now I just want you to know, Bria, that I’m madly in love with you and I’ll always do anything for you.”
I started to cry.
“It’s kind of hard to talk right now,” I laughed, “but I want you to know that I’ll always be there for you.”
Elvis placed a big hand on each of our shoulders.
“Beautiful,” he said. “Now let us say the words.”
“Do you, Luke Greer, take this woman to be your hunk of burning love?”
“I do.”
I never thought that watching my future husband laugh his way through our wedding would be a good thing, but in this case it was perfect.
“And do you, Bria Hudson, take this man to be your hunk of burning love?”
“I do, too.”
“Then by the power provided to me by the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
We wrapped up in a tight embrace, letting our lips linger on each other’s.
“Now you two hound dogs get out of here and have one hell of a night!”
Elvis’s wife threw flower petals over us as we thanked them and headed for the dressing rooms. After a quick change we were back out in the warm night air.
“Did we just get married?” I asked as we headed back to the car.
“Damn right we did.”
I ran around to the passenger side while Luke jumped over the door and into the driver’s seat.
“Where to now?” I asked.
The buzz I had going from the wedding had me feeling like I could do anything.
“Time for the honeymoon, of course.”
I liked the sound of that.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said. “We’ll just drive until we feel like stopping.”
“Really? We can just do that?”
“We can do whatever we want.”
Luke dropped the car into gear and peeled out of the parking lot. We let the stars be our guide as we drove away from the strip.
“We’ll go east and see where we wind up.”
“For how long?”
“Until we feel like going home. Hell, we might just drive all the way home.”
“But what about our clothes? We’re going to need clothes. And a toothbrush.”
“Bria, relax. We’ll pick up whatever we need along the way.”
I was satisfied with that.
“Think about it,” he said, “we can turn off our phones and no one in the world will have to know where we are.”
I pulled my phone out and shut it off.
“Like that?”
“Yep. Now toss it in the back.”
I did and he followed suit with his own phone.
“Find a place to pull over,” I said.
He stopped at a wide spot in the road. We were on a two-lane highway that had next to no traffic. The light pollution of Vegas was now miles behind us. The twinkling stars were surreal. I’d always heard about the midnight view in the desert but this was my first time experiencing it.
“I’ve missed you,” he said.
“Me too. I’ve missed you too. The last couple of weeks have been so-”
Luke leaned across the gear shift. Those deep dark eyes focused on my neck under the moonlight.
“You were amazing tonight,” I whispered. “It was like watching a movie.”
He breathed gently on my collar bone.
“Your skin is so soft.”
He traced the line of my jaw with the tips of his fingers.
The vision of him dominating in the cage made it hard to believe it was the same person, sitting next to me now, touching me so gently.
Meeting him half way, I found his lips with mine. He kissed me sweetly.
“I want you to touch me,” I whispered.
I guided his hand to my knee, just inches away from the curve of my mound.
“I need you.”
His abs rippled as he slowly peeled his shirt off.
“Are you sore baby?”
He only smiled.
I placed the backs of my hands against his bare shoulders, then allowed them to move down the length of his biceps.
“Lean back,” he directed. “Recline your seat.”
I did as I was told, letting my knees fall a
way from each other.
He reached one hand under my dress and slowly pulled my panties down to my knees.
“I don’t know if I’ve ever seen such a beautiful night,” I said.
“Watch the stars.”
Luke turned me in my seat to face him. My eyes went skyward. A star shot across the sky.
His hungry mouth covered my trembling slickness. The initial shudders that went through my body were almost too much. The strong grip he had on my hips kept me from squirming out of reach.
He made little circles on my clit with his tongue. I was swelling with lust.
“Luke that’s so good.”
With his hands under my butt, he moved me up and down in rhythm with his mouth.
He slipped one hand between my legs, sliding a finger gently inside.
“That’s good baby.”
His drew in and out of me with long strokes of his finger while he continued to work my clit with his tongue.
“Is it the best?”
“Oh God, yes. It’s the best.”
I was ready for him.
“Pull that dress up over your head. You won’t get many chances to be naked under a sky like this.”
The light fabric came off of me with only slightly more than a tug. After I tossed it away he reached his hand behind me and undid my bra.
“That’s better,” he whispered.
“Your turn,” I said, seductively.
Perched on the top of the seat, he let the warm breeze wash over him. When he stood to unbuckle his belt, I decided I couldn’t wait a second longer.
With nimble fingers, I pulled apart the metal clasp. It came away easily, allowing me to yank it through the belt loops and off of his waist.
He let me take care of his jeans, too. The inside of my forearm brushed the length of his substantial member.
Another shiver of pleasure went through me when I curled my fingers over the top of his jeans and found them snugly tucked against his warm flesh.
Luke bent forward, using his thumbs to push my elbows toward the floor. When his pants finally dropped his tool sprang forth.
I took him in my mouth but he didn’t let me stay there long. By the way his cock seemed to struggle and pulse against the firm pressure, I knew he was eager to be inside of me.
“Take me.”
He picked me up by the waist so I could maneuver my legs around him. We were nose-to-nose as we sat down together on the top of the seat. I braced myself with my heels against the back seat so I could take him in at my own pace.
With two fingers at the base, he guided himself to my pussy. The wet folds of my body dripped only centimeters from his tip.
I gently lowered myself on to him, at first taking only his head. I let my hips work from there. I moved my body slowly. I went back and forth, but barely. The tip of his cock was less than an inch into my body. I played with him mercilessly.
His left hand flailed outside of the car, grabbing at air until it finally found purchase on the door handle. He wasn’t trying to let himself out, he just needed something to grab on to that would help him stay steady beneath my teasing.
“Let me have it,” he growled.
I dropped even further onto his shaft. Half way down I had to ease back for my own safety. His girth filled me all the way. My warm, wet walls hugged him tightly.
Luke started to thrust into me from the bottom position. I held tight to his neck and was careful to mind my position until I was ready for all of him.
Our sounds of passion rolled across the barren desert floor.
I pushed my breasts together and leaned toward his mouth.
His lips pressed firmly into place on my nipple. I enjoyed the way he sucked so hungrily at me.
“You don’t have to go slow anymore,” I whispered.
A car blew by us on the highway. I couldn’t tell if it was the passing breeze that pushed me off balance or if it was him pulling me, but I came down hard on his cock.
I yelped from the sudden insertion.
“Are you good?”
“I’m perfect. Put me on my back.”
Luke swapped positions with me while simultaneously lowering his own seat to a reclined position. The leather stuck to my bare skin.
We adjusted ourselves so that he could fit between my legs.
I guided him in this time. My hand trembled when I held his tool. There was so much power in him.
This time he slid in much easier.
A relieved grunt escaped his lips.
“You’re so tight.”
My fingers weaved together behind the back of his head as I pulled him closer.
“Do you really love me?” I asked.
“More than anything in the world.”
He started to push harder.
My legs could only spread so far in the close confines of the car.
“Fuck me!”
“Tell me how bad you want to come.”
“Fuck me hard!”
The car horn made a short honk when he temporarily used his hand to brace himself against the steering wheel.
“Tell me!”
“You’re gonna make me… you’re gonna make me…”
He was right on my spot.
“I could fuck you all night.”
“Come with me Luke. Finish inside me.”
The orgasm ran through me like a knife through butter. Luke pumped into me at a feverish, steady pace. Within seconds he came, too.
Hot passion shot into me.
Another jolt of pleasure hit like a sonic boom. One massive burst followed by a tingling warmth.
Luke rolled to his side and pulled me on to mine. We laid there each feeling the other’s panting breath on our bare skin… staring into each other’s eyes.
“That first night,” he said.
I tried to read his face.
“That first night in your apartment. Do you remember?”
“Of course.”
“That’s when I knew.”
“Me too,” I said quietly.
We fell asleep like that. On the side of the road in the middle of the desert with nothing covering us but the moon and the stars and the sky. When the sun came up we would figure out the next step in our lives. But for now all we had to do was sleep. Sleep and be together.
Thirty-Three
Bria
I was living in a whirlwind of joy. Days swept into nights and our little impromptu road trip carried us the slow way back across the country. We avoided the freeways and big cities wherever we could, avoiding media attention and shacking up in every cozy and hilarious little honeymoon suite along the way.
The last one was a motel with a big cheesy looking heart shaped tub that came right out of the seventies, and it was absolutely perfect!
By the time we finally made it back to Atlas Luke’s promoter had left about six thousand messages on his phone, and Kaitlyn was going nuts because the tabloids had gotten their hands on half a dozen pictures from our wedding.
So much for Elvis being trustworthy…
Splitting up for the afternoon was just about the hardest thing I’d ever done. Luke had a couple of post-fight interviews to handle, and I needed to go home to pack my things.
Stepping back into my little apartment for the last time almost made me want to cry. Not because I was sad to leave this place… But because I couldn’t believe the direction my life had taken.
I decided to pack light.
Out with the old, in with the new. I pulled my suitcase out of the closet and started to fill it with things I couldn’t leave behind. Pictures… My college degree… And a small selection of clothes. I smiled to myself as I pulled one of my best tailored professional work skirts and a blouse from the closet. Luke seemed to enjoy seeing me all dressed up. I pulled out a lace bra and panty set to go with them. Maybe I’d surprise him tonight…
I was pulled from my little daydream when my phone rang.
“Couldn’t live without me for half an hour?�
� I asked, laughing.
Luke’s voice wrapped around me as he spoke. “I just wanted to say I miss you.”
“Well than maybe you should turn the car around and help me break in this old bed one last time,” I replied.
I could hear the squealing of tires over the line.
“Luke?”
“I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
“I was just kidding… You need to get those interviews done!” I protested.
“You’re starting to sound like a concerned housewife,” Luke replied. I could almost see the smile on his face.
I was going to hit him with some kind of smartass comeback, but a sharp knocking on the door pulled me out of the moment.
“Hang on a second Luke, I think Kaitlyn is here to give me hell for disappearing… I’ll be right back.”
With the door rattling against its hinges, I dropped the phone onto the bed and ran out to the living room. I couldn’t wait to show Kaitlyn the ring Luke had given me. I pulled the door open with a great big smile on my face, and was hit with the thick sent of cheap tobacco.
I stumbled backward from the door as Rick stepped through, his crooked grin showing off a set of yellowed teeth. Every part of me wanted to scream, but the sound caught in my throat as I saw someone else coming through the door.
“Kevin!” I finally managed to shout, scrambling away toward the bedroom. “STAY AWAY FROM ME!”
“It was supposed to be me, you heartless bitch,” Kevin said, his face twitching with anger. My eyes traveled down to the gun in his hand and I screamed as Rick took a few steps and dragged me off the floor.
“I was supposed to save you. I was supposed to be the fucking one who pulled you out of that fucking alley, not some meathead piece of shit.”
I tried to shout again as Rick’s hand clamped down over my mouth.
“And now you marry this asshole? You think I’d just let you do that?” Kevin said, closing the distance between us. “I hope you know this is all your fault… You took this man to have and fucking hold… Till death do you part…”
Thirty-Four
Luke
Adrenaline rolled through me like a river as I pulled the Maserati through another tight turn. The engine screamed in protest and the suspension bucked against the crown of the road.
