by Colbie Kay
"Why do you say that?" I ask, laughing.
“I guess it's your whole relationship. I mean, you guys haven't been together that long."
"Neither have you and Hanger, but you're happy. Technically, it's been about a year of seeing each other, and don’t forget that we started fucking around the same time you guys did. If I wouldn't have been so scared and put him through all that bullshit, we could’ve been together this whole time.”
"You're right, it has! You were just so secretive about it. I guess I'm still getting used to you guys actually being a couple. Besides, I'm your best friend and it's my job to make sure you’re happy."
"I'm unbelievably happy, Zoey. I never thought I could have this, and now I do and I'm going to hold on to it the best I can."
"You won't have to try hard, that man has been in love with you for a long time."
"I know. I just wish I hadn't wasted so much time. I wish I wouldn't have kept my pregnancy from him either."
"Oh girl, you have all the time in the world now. You just gotta let that go. He understands now why you did it, just let it be. There's no going back, move ahead. He didn't miss Kellen's birth and he's been a great father. You’re getting married, leave all the past shit there. Only forward from here girl."
"You're right. How did you get so smart?" Zoey is one of the smartest people I know. She stays quiet and watches people, but when she feels it's the right time, she gives you her opinion, and she always seems wise beyond her years. "It doesn't take smarts, Jacey. You just need somebody on the outside to make you understand."
"Yeah, I guess. Okay, we got our dresses, what's next?"
"Well, are you making him wear a suit?"
"Umm, no." We both laugh, paying for the dresses. When we walk out, the guys are standing against the vehicles. Bear asks what's next and I tell him that he needs to go pick out a suit, keeping a straight face.
"The fuck? I'm not wearing a suit, Jacey,” he tells me, so serious. I decide to see how far I can push him. "Yes, Bear, you are."
"Lil Mama." He holds fast.
I throw it back on him, and pointing, I inform him that because this marriage was his idea, he most definitely will be needing a suit to wear down the aisle. I don't know if I can push this any further though, it's hard as hell not to laugh because he looks pissed. “Fine. Let's go.” Oh God, I'm about to lose it! I'm already dying laughing on the inside. “Bear?” I coo his name.
"Yeah?” He looks at me.
"I'm fucking with you! You can wear what you have on." Everyone bursts out laughing. He starts to walk toward me and I back up. Every step I take back, he moves one forward until I'm hit the dress shop’s brick wall. He pins me against it, looking into my eyes. "That wasn't very nice, Lil Mama."
"Well, you did tell me once that I wasn't that nice." I smile at him and he leans down, smashing his mouth against mine.
"That’s enough of that shit! She's still my daughter, Bear,” Dad calls out. I can hear Zoey and Hanger laughing, but I could care less right now. He breaks from the kiss, leaving me breathless. I need a second to recover before opening my eyes.
"You’re gonna pay for that little joke later,” he informs me. I know exactly what kind of paying I'll be doing and it has me aching between the legs.
Once everyone is ready to go, we head to The Luxor to check in. Wouldn't you know, it's Vegas, so there’s a little chapel right in the hotel. Zoey and I get ready together while the guys go off to do the same. After my shower, I get my dress on and decide to leave my hair down, but curl it. Zoey puts her black dress on, pulling her hair up in a curly ponytail. We’re almost done getting ready, when I get a call on my phone. “Hello?”
"Hi, is this Jacey Thomas?"
"Yes who is this?"
"My name is Daphne Roberts. I’ve been looking at your building for sale."
"Oh, okay, hi. Would you like to meet up in a couple of days? I'm out of town right now."
“Sounds great, just give me a call when you’re ready."
"Who was that?" Zoey asks.
"Someone named Daphne. She wants to meet up and look at the building."
"That's great! It's like everything’s falling into place."
"I know! It’s kind of scary, like something bad is just waiting to happen." An uneasy feeling takes over. That's the way it's been for the last year though, right when everything’s good, something always comes along to knock things down a notch.
"Don't say that, Jacey. Everything will be fine."
We walk down to the lobby of the hotel where the guys are waiting. Bear has Kellen with him and it brings a smile to my face. I swear, I fall in love with him a little bit more every time I see him with our son. Handing Kellen over to my Dad, he walks up to me, taking me into his arms. "You look so fuckin' beautiful. I love you, Lil Mama."
"I love you too. Are you ready to do this?"
"I've never been more ready for somethin' in my entire life."
I place my hand on his cheek, making sure he looks me in the eyes as I tell him, "Me either, Bear. I've never wanted something so much as I want to be your wife." Smiling at each other, I see his eyes glass over, so trying to lighten the mood, he slaps my ass and we head to the chapel. Wouldn't you know, it’s Elvis themed. We order the package we want and they take the guys inside, leaving my dad with us girls and Kellen. "Jacey, are you sure you want me walkin' you down the aisle?" I look at my father holding my son. "I wouldn't want it any other way. I love you, I always have. My dreams never let me forget how great a father you were."
"I made a lot of bad choices though."
"You were only doing what you thought was right. I did the same thing. I heard somewhere that you just have to let it be. You can’t go back, so move ahead." I give Zoey a smile, our eyes shining with tears. I take her hand. “You’ve always been the best friend I could ever ask for. I love you."
"I love you too, Jacey. You're more than just a best friend, you're like a sister to me."
I hear the piano playing, and it's time for us to walk out so I take Kellen from my dad. He puts one of his arms through mine and Zoey walks ahead of us, Hanger never taking his eyes off her, and I can see all the love he has for my best friend. I see Bear as I make my way down the aisle, his face mimics Hanger's.
I thought he’d destroy me if I gave myself to him, but I was wrong. I was so utterly wrong. He loves me completely, protects me to the fullest, makes me smile every single day, and he will do whatever he has to do to keep me safe. I realize all of this as I walk toward him. I couldn’t ask for a better man for me or for our child.
My mother always thought it was about money, but it’s not. Money has nothing to do with someone consuming your every thought or every feeling. Love is what matters, when you would rather sacrifice yourself than to be without that person. When you can't remember what your life was like before that person came into it and you never want them to leave.
"Who gives this woman to this man?" the Elvis impersonator asks.
"I do,” my dad replies. He leans in, giving me a kiss on my cheek. "I love you, Princess."
"I love you too, Dad." Before he passes me off to Bear, he tries to stare him down, but Bear doesn't falter.
"You take care of my Princess. If you don't, I will kill you."
He reassures my father that I'll be very well cared for, and I pass Kellen to Dad before he walks away. Bear and I say our I dos, and the guys cheer while Zoey and I cry. Bear turns to Elvis.
We need some time." Elvis nods.
"Take all the time you need. We don't have anybody else coming in for a while." He walks out, leaving us all alone.
"Since we aren't doin' this the traditional way, we don't get a reception, but I wanna play you a song. Dance with me."
He puts on Canaan Smith's Love You Like That. Putting his phone back in his pocket, upside down so we can still hear it, he takes my hand in his and spins me around, then pulls me into him.
I can feel his hot breath on my ear as he wh
ispers, "You made me the happiest man alive today, Lil Mama."
I bury my face in the crook of his neck, content.
"I love this song."
“Me too. I think of you every time I hear it." He lifts my head up. “You're mine now, in every way. We've come a long way in the last year."
"Don't forget, you're mine now too. And we have, haven't we?"
"I was always yours, Lil Mama, from the time you stepped outta that hallway and I laid eyes on you for the very first time."
Once we get done dancing, we make our way out of the chapel. Zoey says, “Since it's your wedding night, we’re taking Kellen”
"No, you can't do that,” I tell her, freaking out because I don't want to be without my baby.
"Yes, I can. He’ll be fine. We’ll be right next door."
"Are you sure?" Now that I'm thinking about it, it would be nice to have some time with Bear, alone.
"Yes, I'm sure, and you can call or come over anytime you want."
"Hanger, is it okay with you?"
"Yeah, it's fine. Congratulations, by the way,” he says as he slaps Bear on the back and gives me a hug.
"Thank you."
We all go out to dinner and head back to our rooms. I get everything ready for Kellen and we take him next door. Once we return, I go into the bathroom to get ready for bed, deciding to give him a little strip show. I step out of the bathroom in a robe with just my panties and bra on underneath. He's sitting on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, watching TV.
Once he sees me, he sits straight up, turning it off. I turn the music up, letting Motivation by Kelly Rowland play on repeat. Walking over to him, hips swaying side to side, he watches me the whole time. I can see his nostrils flaring, eyes darkening with lust.
Stepping right in front of him, I move my hips with the beat, bringing my hands to his hair, running my fingers through it and pulling it back so his neck is free for me to do as I please. I bend over, running my tongue from his shoulder to his neck, landing at his ear. Giving it a little bite, he lets out a growl. Moving back down to his neck, I suck the skin into my mouth, biting down so his growl comes out louder.
I can feel his hands moving over the backs of my thighs and up over my ass. I stand back up, stepping away from him, and still swaying my hips, I turn away from him. I look over my shoulder toward him and untie the robe, slowly letting it fall to the floor. I undo my bra and it takes its place next to the discarded robe. I cover my bare breasts, and turn to face him.
"Let me see you, Lil Mama."
His voice is an octave lower than normal, eyes so dark they look black. I let my hand fall, showing myself to him.
"Good girl. Panties off now." Moving to the beat, I shimmy out of them, now completely bare, except for my heels.
"Leave the heels on. C'mere." Walking over to him, he grabs me and pulls me down onto his lap.
Kissing me hard, he pushes me into his massive erection. Getting even more turned on, I wiggle around, trying to ease the throbbing between my legs.i get up, dropping to my knees and undoing his jeans. He lifts his hips, helping me to get him free. Once I have his hard cock in my hand, I go to put my mouth on him, but he stops me by pushing on my shoulders. Sitting back on my heels, I ask him what's wrong.
"You don't need to do that."
"Why? I want to."
"I just...I don't want you to feel like you’re one of those whores."
I cannot believe he just said that shit. Slapping his arm, I tell him, "Shut the fuck up! Bear, you got shit timing, bringing that up."
Standing up, I start to walk off but he grabs my arm, stopping me.
“I know I just I want you to know your more than that."
"Fuck, I know that. We just got married." I ask, "I did it once before, am I not any good? Is that why you don't want me doing it?"
"Baby, no, you got the best mouth I've ever had. I just wanted you to know you’re more than that."
“I know I am, but you please me in all ways, sexually. I want to do the same for my husband. Now lay your ass down and enjoy what I'm about to do. You bring that shit up again, you won't have a cock to be doing anything with anymore. Got me?"
"Yes ma'am, I'll let you control right now, but when you’re done, I'm in control of the ride."
He lays back and I straddle his waist, starting at his mouth, kissing and biting his bottom lip. I move my way down, alternating between kisses, bites, and licks until I'm at his belly button. I place my hands at his neck, raking my nails down his chest and stomach, causing his back to arch, and he lets out a low moan. I grip his cock with one hand, licking around the head, working my way down his shaft. Hollowing my cheeks, I suck him into my mouth, going down as far as I can, he lets out, "Fuck."
Working my way back up, I let my saliva gather on him so I can slide easily up and down. Picking up my speed, he places a hand in my hair, tightening his hold and turning me on more. Taking my other hand, I hold his balls and massage them in my hand. I can feel them tightening up, he’s growing close. I pull back and wet my finger, then start sucking him in again.
I don't know how he's going to feel about this, but we'll find out. Spreading his legs, I take the finger that I wet and place it at his ass. Slowly working it, in he stills for a second, but let's me continue. I know just where to find his spot. Once I find it, I rub against it, causing him to buck his hips pushing his cock further into my mouth. He tries to pull my head away.
"I'm 'bout to cum." I nod, sucking harder, taking him down to the back of my throat. I move my finger in and out of him faster, massaging his balls, and humming so he can feel the vibrations on his cock.
“Holy shit! Lil Mama!” He growls out loudly as he fills my mouth with his hot semen.
I swallow down as much as I can, but some leaks from the corners of my mouth. Pulling back, I wipe it off using the sheet, and watch his heavy breathing, tattooed arm covering his eyes.
"Fuckin' hell what was that?", he asks, dropping his arm to look at me.
Feeling a little shy, I ask, “Did you not like it?"
"I fuckin' loved it. I've never came so hard, ever."
“Glad I could please you,” I tell him, feeling pride that I could make him lose control like that.
"You always please me, Lil Mama,” he says as he grabs under my arms, pulling me up. “I love you, wife.”
"I love you too, husband." We laugh, then his mouth is on mine, kissing hard.
"Alright, you ready?"
"Ready for what?"
"I got somethin' for you when you were tryin’ on dresses."
"What is it?"
Bear gets up off the bed and grabs a bag. He brings it back over, pulling out a blindfold, a whip, a new vibrator, some lubricant, and two sets of handcuffs. I can feel myself grow wetter at just the thought of him using this stuff on me. We've played around with light bondage, him tying me up and the spankings, and he knows how much I love it. We talked about exploring the harder shit, but nothing ever came of it, until now that is. I can't wait to see what he is going to do."You like?”
"Uh huh."
“I knew you would,” he says, giving me that cocky smile. "Stand up." I do as I'm told. He walks me over to the rack where you can hang your clothes. "Arms up." Lifting my arms, he handcuffs them to the rack, my back towards him. "You face the mirror and don't fuckin' look away. You watch what I'm doin' to you." I nod, looking towards the mirror. He walks away to change the song. Bad Girl by Marilyn Manson and Avril Lavigne comes blaring through the iPod. He walks back over to me with the whip in hand. “Spread 'em. If it gets to be too much, you tell me to stop. Got me?"
"I got you."
He runs the whip softly down my spine, over my ass, then lightly over my pussy. I jerk in the restraints, needing more. Pulling it back then bringing it forward, the whip lands on my ass, not hard, but not soft either. I let out a low moan when the second hit comes to the other cheek, just a little harder this time. "You good?"
"Yes."
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bsp; "You want more?"
"Yes. Please"
He whips my back, this time harder, and I jerk against the cuffs. Three more whips, landing each in a different spot, biting into my skin harder than the last. My moans grow louder with each one. "My dirty girl, how wet are you?"
"So wet. Give me more please."
He stands at my back, placing his mouth on my neck, kissing in the crook. I feel his hand between my legs, causing my head to go back. "I told you not to look away from the mirror." I quickly turn back, watching as he pushes his fingers inside me. "Yes. Oh God please. I need to cum."
"Not yet. You cum when I let you. Got me?"
"Yes." I let out in a growl.
"Since you looked away, you get another hit."
This time it comes with his hand hard on my ass. I jerk and cry out. He spreads my legs further apart, and getting down on his knees, he starts licking me.
"You’re so goddamn wet, it's on your thighs, makin' 'em shine for me. Fuck,” he says as he continues licking, finding my clit, sucking it into his mouth. I make sure not to break my stare from the mirror. My whole body’s shaking, just watching what he’s doing to me.
"I'm about to cum!” I scream out, needing this so bad I could die.
"You know what I want to hear."
"Please, Bear, please can I cum?"
"Mmm, such a good girl,” he says. "Let go baby, I'm gonna lick you dry."
His dirty words send me over the edge. Finding my release, I come so hard it brings tears to my eyes. Throwing my head back, I scream out his name. Bear stands back up, unlocking the cuffs and carrying me over to the bed. Lying me down, he tells me to lay on my stomach. When I flip over, I feel something cool hit my back and ass. “This is some cooling gel, it'll make the marks not burn." I nod as he rubs it in, instantly cooling my tender skin. When he’s done, he feels between my legs noticing I'm still wet as shit. This man makes me soaked just from looking at me. He uses his fingers, pushing them inside. "Up on your hands and knees," he commands. “You've got a sexy ass, but seeing it marked up by me is fuckin' gorgeous." He pushes his fingers back inside, rubbing against my g-spot and bringing me close to another orgasm. "I want to own you in every way.”
