Here Comes The Bride

by Sadie Grubor

  "Hell yes! I take my pill religiously." I raised my glass in the air. They joined, giggling.

  We spent an hour drinking, swimming, and snacking before we dried off and decided to make use of the theater room.

  Jay helped us set up our chick flicks to run back to back. He also got us a large bowl of popcorn, candy, bottled water, beer, and ice cream. After our many thanks and invitations for him to stay with us, he finally hurried from the room. We laughed at his scurrying form.

  Once the movies were over, we cleaned our mess and moved to my bedroom. We’d agreed to go out to dinner and then Club Vamp.

  Watching Phoebe take in the size of my closet, I cringed.

  "I've died and gone to heaven." She faked a faint and laid herself on the floor.

  "You’re such a freak." Celia glanced down at her on the way to the bathroom.

  I walked and stood over her, looking down with my brow raised at her. Her eyes snapped open.

  "Lilli, this carpet is amazing. It feels like I'm lying on a cloud. Oh, and we seriously need to shop and fill this baby up." I could see dollar signs dancing in her eyes. My feet already hurt from the thought of all the walking.

  "I don't need –"

  "Charity Ball," she sang and stood.

  I sighed and shook my head. "Let's just get ready for tonight."

  We took turns in the shower and then started to dress.

  Celia was working on my hair when my cell rang. Phoebe handed it to me with a large smile. I looked at the caller ID. Aidan.

  "Hello?" I couldn't hide my nerves, Phoebe and Celia laughed. I glared at them.

  "Hey. How's your day?" Why did he have to sound so smooth when I felt so nervous?

  "Good." I said with a hard swallow.

  "That’s good." I couldn’t see him, but I just knew there was a cocky grin on his face. "Can you tell Rachel not to cook this evening?"

  "Uh sure, you going out?" I tried to act nonchalant.

  "Well, I was hoping you would accompany me to dinner?"

  "Oh, uh…"

  "Something wrong?" Now he sounded nervous.

  "Well, I um...I kind of already have plans with Celia and Phoebe tonight."

  "Lilli," Phoebe hissed.

  "Oh, well, then maybe tomorrow night." It was more of a statement rather than a question.

  "Sure," I said quickly, though I definitely felt the guilt creeping up inside.

  A smack to my arm made me turn. Celia and Phoebe were scowling at me.

  "Okay, well...have a good night." He quickly hung up.

  "Lillian Sno...Iverson!" Phoebe shrieked. "Did your husband just ask you to go to dinner and you said no?"

  I nodded.

  "Lilli, call him back and tell him yes. We can make plans for tomorrow night or –"

  "No. I need this! I need a girl’s night out. Please?" I gave the best sad face I could. "We made plans for tomorrow night instead."

  They both huffed at me, but continued the ritual of getting ready.

  Once the three of us were dressed, I glanced over my outfit. A pair of black skinny pants, black leather boots that came to my knee, and a silky, teal, sleeveless blouse with a low, plunging neckline.

  After talking with Rachel about tonight and tomorrow night, we grabbed our coats and jumped into our waiting car.

  We stopped by a restaurant and then had the car take us to Club Vamp. Knowing Jared, the bouncer, got us right through the door with a few protests from the line waiting.

  "Hey ladies!" He smiled largely.

  "Hey," we said in unison.

  "Good to see you, girl." He patted my back as I entered the club.

  Giving our coats to Nadia, the coat check for the night, we said our hellos and headed further inside.

  Easing our way to the bar, we got drinks and chatted with Candy and Tara. They were running the bar tonight. Tara grabbed my hand and pulled it toward her face.

  "Candy, check this shit out!"

  Candy appeared. "Damn girl! That's a ring! It looks like an antique."

  "It was his grandmothers."

  "Awwww, that’s so sweet." Tara gave me a sappy look.

  After an hour at the bar and quite a few drinks later, Celia and I were behind the bar dancing and making drinks. We were having a great time. Phoebe was singing loudly from her seat atop the bar.

  The song changed and we headed to the dancing crowd. Celia, as usual, made the crowd part like she was the queen.

  Once we made it to the center, Celia, Phoebe and I began dancing with each other, completely letting loose. Suddenly, Celia's face went from surprise to concern. Before I could turn around, two arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close. I flipped around and came face to face with Demitri.

  "Hey you," he grinned. I pulled away and his grin fell. I lifted up my left hand. He leaned in to my ear.

  "I forgot about that." He kissed my cheek. "Keep in touch with me, okay?" I gave him a look. "As friends, Lilli – just friends." He squeezed my hand and started to walk away.

  That's when I saw him, Aidan. Not just any Aidan, furious Aidan. I moved with determination through the crowd. He moved towards Demitri. I reached him just as Demitri was within arm's length.

  "Stop," I stood with my hands pressed to Aidan's chest. His eyes stayed fixed on Demitri, anger and jealousy swirling in them. He was still moving, pushing me backward as I pushed against his chest.

  "Aidan!" He wouldn't respond.

  "Damn it, Aidan!" Shouting, I jumped up and wrapped myself around him. He quickly caught me. His eyes snapped to my face, I was scowling.

  "What the fuck was that about?" He jerked his head toward Demitri.

  "That was a friend saying hello. I reminded him I was married." I moved to climb off of him, but Aidan wouldn't let me go.

  "Let go of me," I snapped.

  "I don't want you being friends with him." He furrowed his brow.

  "Sorry, but your agreement doesn't dictate my friends, Aidan." I pushed off of his waist.

  Walking away, he caught my arm.

  "You're with me now." His hand tightened on my bicep.

  "No." Pulling away, hurt washed over his face. "I’m with Celia and Phoebe. You crashed my girl's night, not the other way around."

  "Wrong. I've been here for almost two hours. And, what do I see? You on the dance floor with your fuck buddy!" He spat.

  "Go to hell!" I growled before stalking away. I understood the worry and jealousy, but he didn’t need to treat me like shit.

  I found Celia and Phoebe standing at the bar with nervous expressions.

  "What happened?" Celia wrapped her arm around me as I told her what went down.

  "Lilli, you have to understand, he is –"

  "I get it, Phoebe, but he has no right to act like I’ve ever done something that goes against our agreement. And he damn sure doesn't get to claim me on the dance floor of a club." After my tirade, I took a deep breath to calm myself. "I'm sorry, Pheeb, I don't mean to take it out on –"

  "I know. It's okay. You're right." She hugged me tightly and handed me a drink.

  I downed my drink. Celia pulled us back to the dance floor, even with my reluctant attitude.

  Two songs later, I was finally getting back into the mood. When Dixon and Oscar appeared next to Celia and Phoebe, I should’ve automatically assumed Aidan wasn't too far behind.

  This time when the arms wrapped around my waist, I could feel the difference; the familiar sexual buzz from where his body touched mine, the lust inducing way his cologne wrapped around me, the way my body responded to his presence.

  "I'm sorry," he spoke into my ear, "I'm an asshole."

  With a scowl on my face, I turned to look at him.

  "I think this might be the first time I agree with you." I smirked.

  He pulled me closer to him, chest to chest, and started to move us. No other words were said. We danced and drank. Elora and James arrived later.

  Elora joined Celia, Phoebe and me on the floor. We were danci
ng to one of my favorite songs when Phoebe nudged me and motioned her head my right. All four of the guys were staring at us like we were something to eat. Tossing my head back, I laughed.

  Phoebe, then, straddled my leg and ground herself against me. Laughing harder, her motive to drive the men crazy was obvious. Glancing at Elora's surprise filled wide eyed expression, Celia wrapped her arms around her waist and began grinding on her.

  "Loosen up, Elora!" I wrapped an arm around Phoebe and we danced together. Elora loosened up and started to move with Celia.

  Glancing over one more time, all four men were headed for us. Before I could nudge Phoebe to make her aware, she was grabbed up by Oscar and pulled to his chest. His smile was wide and his eyes were dark. I giggled when Dixon picked Celia up over his shoulder and shouted good night to everyone.

  "Lor, when did you get so..." James pressed his lips to her mouth.

  Aidan's breath warmed my ear before he started to speak.

  "Can we go home now?" The pleading in his voice was amusing and arousing at the same time. I knew why he wanted to go home and instantly felt nervous. My inner turmoil was back.

  I shook my head.

  "I love this song." Shrugging, I danced into the crowd of bodies, moving my hips. Aidan followed close behind.

  He grabbed my hips and stood behind me as I moved. His grip tightened halfway through the song. When he pulled me flush against him, I could feel his erection press against my lower back. The music drowned out my moan. Aidan's mouth met the side of my neck and he bit down lightly, I almost melted to the floor.

  Aidan spun me around and pulled my arms around his neck. He slid his hand down my side, over my hip and to the back of my thigh, lifting it up over his hip. He was moving against me in the most delicious way. The possibility of coming in the middle of this crowd surprisingly turned me on more.

  I tightened my hands around his neck. He pressed his lips and tongue to my neck. He moved against me, his grip tightening on the back of my thigh. Soon my other thigh was around him.

  "We're leaving," he growled. I giggled. Alcohol in full affect and all internal turmoil drowned.

  Aidan had his cell phone to his ear and back in his pocket in a flash. When we got outside, I realized my coat was still inside the club. But, I was being put into the back of a car, Aidan climbing in quickly behind.

  I tried to scoot over to allow him room, but he grabbed just above my ankle and pulled me under him. The car door closed and the driver pulled away from the club. His body hovered over me for a split second and then his lips were on mine, kissing and sucking as if he’d never kissed me before.

  "You taste so good," he growled against my jaw. Lifting my thigh up over his hip again, he pressed his hips forward against me. My mind was a fog of alcohol and lust.

  "Don't stop," I breathed heavily.

  "I don't plan on it." The conviction in his voice sent gooseflesh over my skin.

  The car pulled up to our house. Aidan pulled me from the car, tugging me behind him. I was stumbling from the alcohol and these damn boots. Why did I wear these deathtraps?

  "Aidan," I giggled. "Slow down...my heels –" Before I could say another word, I was over Aidan's shoulder and being whisked into the house.

  Jay answered the door in pajamas and hid his grin as Aidan carried me inside.

  "Hey, Jay!" I giggled and waved from over Aidan's shoulder.

  "Good evening, Mrs. Iverson," his grin widened.

  Once halfway up the stairs, I could no longer see Jay.

  "You know, you didn't even say hello to Jay." My scolding slurred.

  "Hello, Jay," he called out just before we burst through the bedroom doors.

  He placed me on my feet. The vertical change caused me to stumble. Aidan grabbed my elbow and kicked the door shut.

  Pulling me to his chest, his lips crashed into mine. Moving over my jaw again, he started to speak.

  "You are driving me crazy," he moaned into my skin.

  "I didn't –"

  He snorted, which cut me off. Pulling back, I looked at his face. He smiled.

  "You were going to say you didn't do anything, right?" I nodded and he snorted again. "You do everything and don't even realize it." He leaned into my ear. "That just makes it even hotter. I could have fucked you senseless on the dance floor." Then his lips attacked my earlobe. I shivered.

  Soon my shirt was over my head and he began sucked on my collarbone while unbuttoning my pants. I pushed his jacket off his shoulders and started unbuttoning his shirt.

  A frustrated growl at my uncooperative bra resounded from him. Before I could offer my assistance, he simply ripped the fabric in the front and pulled it off my arms.

  "Hey!"

  "I'll buy you more." The last word muffled by my nipple.

  "Oh God!" I fisted his hair.

  "Lilli..." he warned and stopped the tongue magic.

  "Aidan," I shouted. "Please, don't stop."

  He backed me to the bed. Aidan quickly unzipped the knee high boots and pulled them off, my pants following.

  Aidan stripped from his clothes and climbed over my body, kissing from the inside of my knee to my neck. Each wet, open mouthed kiss elicited a moan from me.

  "Uhng...Lilli...you taste so good." His tongue ran from the base of my neck, through the valley between my breasts. Then he dipped his tongue into my belly button, an action I’d never thought of as erotic, until now.

  Suddenly, my leg was over his shoulder and his tongue was on my sensitive spot, two fingers plunging into my depths.

  "Oh...Ahhh....shit..." I writhed.

  "So good...Mmmmm..."

  Molten heat exploded inside of me and around his fingers. He moved his fingers and plunged his tongue inside as my climax hit full force.

  Panting and gasping for breath, he moved up my body. I couldn't help but pull his lips to mine. He pulled back and looked down at me.

  "You taste amazing."

  I licked his lips.

  "Mmmm...you’re right." His tongue assaulted my mouth.

  His knees pushed at my thighs, spreading them farther apart. He settled his body between them.

  "Ready for me, Lilli?" he whispered huskily against my neck and positioned himself at my center. When he pushed into me, I swear, I saw red, white and blue fireworks.

  "Oh Ggg... Aidan!" His pace increased at my scream.

  "You're learning," he growled and nipped at my collarbone.

  His lips latched onto the skin at the base of my neck and the slight pain from it turned me on more. When he detached I thought I heard him growl 'mine', but I was too lost in his thrusts to be sure.

  Twenty minutes of him buried deeply in my center, I’d been sitting on the edge of ecstasy for ten of them.

  "Please, Aidan...please," I begged and he grunted.

  I couldn't take it any longer and brought my fingers between us. As I was rubbing myself into my orgasmic high, Aidan grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

  "Not yet," he growled and smirked.

  Okay, so it was little much, but damn if it didn't make the anticipation triple inside of me. I thought I would erupt.

  "Oh God...Aidan...please?"

  "Gladly," he rubbed his thumb over me and plummeted into me three more times. "Come for me, baby...come on, baby." The dominating tone was back and I erupted into oblivion of white flashes, dark night, and tensing limbs.

  "That's it,.." he moaned. "Yes, Lilli...Yes!" He shuddered, then collapsed from his release.

  We laid in a tangled sweaty mess, gasping for breath.

  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

  Aidan

  There was no way we were going back to no sex. Lilli was so hot, sexy, smart, and just completely amazing. Best part, she had no idea just how amazing she was.

  After seeing that asshole near her, putting his hands on her, and then her dancing with the other girls, I had to make her mine. She needed to realize she was mine and I was hers, she had to.

  I was still unsure of how she was goi
ng to react this morning when she woke up. We’d never resolved anything, but I only hoped that last night was confirmation that we would continue.

  When she stirred, I rolled to my side. Even with smudged make-up and bed head, she was wonderful. How was it possible for me to feel this strongly for her in just a few months? I hadn't lied to Dixon. I really did care about her. However, it was becoming more than caring.

  Stretching out, the blanket slid off her chest, leaving her breasts bare to me. Christ. I must have said it out loud, because her eyes shot open. Pulling the blanket up, her eyes moved to my face. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me.

  "Good morning."

  She raised an eyebrow at me.

  "Are you always going to watch me wake up?"

  "Why?" I chuckled.

  "It's kind of creepy." She gave me a disgusted look and I laughed.

  She tensed when I kissed her forehead; however, it wasn't as bad as the morning before. I leaned back up and she forced a small smile.

  Lilli rolled away and started looking around with her brow furrowed.

  "What's wrong?" I sat up. "What are we looking for?"

  "Um...clothing," she looked at me sheepishly.

  I raised my eyebrow.

  "For?"

  "For putting on my body," she said sarcastically.

  "Are we getting out of bed already?"

  "I don't know about you, but I am." She looked around again and leaned over the edge of the bed. I'll admit it, I peeked at her ass. She sat up, sliding on my white t-shirt. "I'm starving."

  I could only stare. Seeing her in my t-shirt was hot.

  "Don't move." I picked up the phone by the bed. "Good morning, Rachel. Can you send up a tray? Thank you." Hanging up with a grin, I turned back, pulling Lilli back down onto the bed. "Food is on the way."

  Lilli leaned up on her forearms.

  "I can go downstairs. I don't need to be served."

  "Just shut up." I kissed her lips and pressed her into the bed.

  I had just gotten one hand under the white t-shirt when her cell phone rang. I groaned, "Don't answer it."

  She giggled and stretched her hand out. I grabbed it.

  "I mean it." Her phone stopped ringing and I continued on my journey under the t-shirt.