The Wedding

by Lexi Buchanan

  Because of the attack on Kenza though, Ruben’s staff had been given paid leave and asked to work at the wedding. Michael was curious about Rosie, who Ruben had trouble staying away from. Ruben’s preoccupation had been hard to miss, which was why he’d noticed, even distracted with his wife’s beauty.

  His wife. He didn’t think he’d ever get tired of calling her that. As she’d walked up the aisle towards him, she’d taken his breath away and nearly had him in tears. Lily, who was not only beautiful on the outside but inside as well, wanted to spend her life with him. She had him wrapped around her little finger, which all his brothers knew and joked about. They could joke, but he knew if they got the same chance at the happiness he had, they’d be just the same, and he couldn’t wait to see it.

  Lily mentioning she had someone in mind for Lucien didn’t sit well with him. His brother had deep scars, which were so much deeper on the inside than the visible ones on his body. He couldn’t imagine what it must have been like for him being trapped in his car, like he had been. Since then he’d closed off from the world, and women. He indulged Lily, but throwing women at him was something else entirely. He just hoped Lucien didn’t disappoint her too much.

  Entering the marquee where the band had set-up for the evening, they walked straight on to the dance floor. Michael pulled Lily into his arms squeezing her tight.

  The singer announced it was the last dance of the evening, and then started to sing ‘I don’t want to miss a thing’, a slow, romantic number, the original by Aerosmith.

  Moving Lily slowly around the dance floor, he spotted his brother, Sebastian, standing a bit too close to Ramon’s girlfriend. He hadn’t missed the instant attraction, which had flown between the two of them not too long ago on the patio, but what the hell was Sebastian doing.

  Lily caught him frowning at them. “Michael, it might be best if you don’t get involved.”

  “There is something funny there.”

  Lily frowned up at him, her eyebrow raised in questions.

  “I don’t mean with Sebastian, I mean between Carla and Ramon. They just don’t seem…I don’t know.”

  “You mean they don’t seem hot for each other?” Lily finished for him.

  “Yeah.” He tucked her head back into his shoulder and whispered, “I’ve never seen Ramon give her a hot kiss. Oh, I’ve seen them hug and kiss, but nothing with passion.”

  “Talking about passion, how about showing me some,” she purred.

  He grinned. “I don’t think mom would approve of me showing you passion on the dance floor, but I’m sure you can feel what you do to me.”

  She very slightly rubbed against his throbbing shaft. Michael was hard as stone and had been since the porch, when she’d announced she wasn’t wearing panties. He couldn’t wait to get her alone in their hotel room.

  When the music stopped he kept Lily in his arms, but she raised her head to look at him. “Let’s go. I need you inside me.”

  He growled and practically dragged her towards the entrance of the marquee. He didn’t need to be told twice.

  Chapter 10

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  George had wanted to drive them to the hotel, but had eventually given in when Janet said she wanted to spend more time with him. It was rather endearing watching their romance blossom from George blushing whenever Janet touched his arm, to the heated looks that passed between them. Lily didn’t think they were practicing monkey sex, but they were sure going at it a fair bit.

  The limousine was the usual wedding affair; a long black stretch with blacked out windows and a privacy partition between the driver and them. The added privacy put all sorts of wicked thoughts in her head. Michael was sitting back in the seat his arm around her, and her cheek resting against his chest. Looking down, she could see how aroused he was. His thick, long cock looked ready to burst the zipper; she licked her lips in anticipation as her sex contracted. God, she was so sensitive since she’d become pregnant.

  After he’d started to read all the baby books, the sex between them had been more sedate than before, which was driving her crazy. She had plans for their wedding night and they didn’t include sedate.

  Moving her hand, she slid it into his pants, freeing the zipper as she did. Slowly trailing her finger from tip to the base of him, she felt him shudder against her; his heartbeat picking up some. She smoothed her hand along his length, and then scraped her nails over his balls, back up his cock to the tip. She didn’t think it was possible, but he grew even more with her ministrations.

  Taking her eyes from his twitching shaft, which she’d freed from his pants, she chanced a look up at Michael. He had his head resting along the back of the seat, and was watching her through heavily lidded eyes. She grinned and slipped onto the floor of the vehicle, between Michael’s legs.

  Michael stroked himself, but she knocked his hand away. She wanted to be the one to bring him to his orgasm.

  Her clit throbbed, and if she had panties on they’d have been soaked. She had to stop herself from wiggling around; he had her so aroused with just the thought of his penis, and what she wanted to do to it. She could barely restrain herself at the thoughts of what he would do to her with his cock.

  Lily slid his pants down slightly so his cock and balls were free of the tight fitting pants. She breathed out slowly, the bulbous head jerking at the feel of her breath and a groan tore from Michael’s throat. He slightly arched his hips wanting her to continue, which she did.

  He was so long and thick, pulsing with need that she loved looking at him. The mushroom head was slightly darker than the rest of his cock, oozing pre-cum. She sucked in her breath while licking her lips and heard Michael groan.

  Using a manicured fingernail, she softly scraped from the tip to the root of him, which had him twitching and his fists clenching at his sides.

  Wanting more of him, Lily grabbed hold of his pants, yanking them down his legs with his help. He kicked his shoes off, so she pulled his pants from him, leaving them on the floor of the limo.

  Her breathing had become labored, as she looked her fill. The ache between her thighs was becoming unbearable, she needed him to touch her, but if he did, she’d go off like a rocket and she desperately wanted to taste him first.

  Kneeling between his thighs, she turned her back slightly and asked, “Unzip me?”

  “Lily, you’re killing me.”

  “I know.”

  Her wedding dress fell from her, pooling around her legs, which left her naked. Within the past couple of weeks her breasts had grown and because she was having twins her stomach had already started to expand slightly. Michael found her changing shape sexy as hell, but still held back; he wouldn’t stand a chance tonight.

  She twisted back around to face him and heard him catch his breath.

  “You really have been naked under there all day?”

  She grinned, bent her head and licked him from balls to tip, then swirled her tongue around the head. She sucked him into her mouth, massaging the crown with her tongue.

  Michael put his hands to her head, holding her in place, but she had other ideas. With one powerful suck, his cock hit the back of her throat. He cursed arching closer to her, which made her wetter for his touch.

  With one last swipe of her tongue around the head, she licked down to the root of him, massaging his balls, alternatively in her mouth. When she felt he was close, she released him, licked back up to the tip, and carried on going. She smoothed her hands over his abs, under his shirt, rubbing around his nipples. Restricted because of his shirt, she made quick work of the buttons before spreading it wide, loving his naked body.

  His cock had swelled even more, nestled between her breasts, while she licked and nibbled on his nipples. She couldn’t help but move up and down slightly, causing a delicious friction of his cock against her breasts. As his legs shook, she could feel him leaking on her in excitement.

  Michael started to caress her shoulder, which was as far as he could reach, but she
needed his hands on her breasts and his cock in her sex. She rose from the floor of the car before sitting astride him.

  “I love you, Mrs. McKenzie,” he said, caressing her hips, slowly moving one of his hands over her stomach. He brought tears to her eyes every time he touched her belly with their babies snuggled inside.

  Leaning forward, she brought their mouths together in a slow, sweet seductive kiss. The lips of her sex opened along his length, as he glided back and forth through her wet heat.

  “Fuck, Lily.”

  Chapter 11

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  Lily had him so fucking aroused that he was afraid he’d blow before slipping into her heat. She had always been perfect to him, inside and out, but since she’d become pregnant her body had started to change. Her breasts had become larger and her stomach had a slight swell with his children. It still astonished him that the amazing woman wanted him, but he wasn’t going to doubt her anymore, because he loved her with everything he had.

  Feeling her wetness along his dick was driving him insane. The week of no sex had been excruciating. Despite what they’d promised, they couldn’t resist the urge to drive each other crazy with hot words, hot promises and the occasional flash of naked flesh. He’d been damn frustrated and she was lucky he hadn’t grabbed her and taken her over the dinner table with his whole family watching.

  Sitting up, she moved slightly backwards, spreading her wetness over his balls as she settled on them with his dick a large hot weeping rod between them.

  “Hold my hips.”

  Reaching out he steadied her, as she took hold of his aching cock, and after a few strokes she lifted up taking the full length of him inside her body.

  God, just the sight of her, naked and aroused on top of him was enough to send him over. He clenched his jaw, trying to keep his orgasm at bay as she sat above him, unmoving. Thank God.

  Lily stretched up to the roof of the limo, which found him short of breath. She clenched his dick so fucking tight with the walls of her sex. “Lily,” he groaned.

  “Keep hold of my hips to stop me falling.”

  He held her hips as she arched back slightly, jutting her breasts out towards him.

  “Lie back against the seat. I want you to watch me fuck you.”

  “Oh God.” He slammed his head back against the seat and looked at his wife. Her breasts were swollen, with deep, rose colored nipples, which where hard as stone. He used one hand to steady her and the other to massage her breasts. In fact, since her pregnancy her nipples were super sensitive, and all he had to do was pinch and suckle at them for a few minutes and she’d come without him stimulating her pussy at all.

  He couldn’t take his eyes from her body.

  “You like?” she asked.

  “God babe. You are so hot. I love how your body is changing.”

  She smirked. “Yeah I bet you do. Bigger boobs.”

  He laughed, which turned to a groan when she squeezed his dick. He wasn’t sure how much more he could take. A week of abstinence had him on edge.

  Lily moved her hands from the roof and brought them to her breasts, where she started to massage and pinch her nipples. She was a tease and knew how crazy it made him watching her touch herself.

  Growling, he held her hips tighter, so he could pound into her wetness while he watched her pleasure herself.

  “Lily, I can’t stop.”

  “Michael, come.”

  His balls pulled up, his cock grew just before he started to coat her walls with hot semen. Lily started to climax around him. She writhed around on his over-sensitive shaft, nearly sending him into another orgasm. Only with Lily!

  Completely spent she collapsed against him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

  “I love you, my husband,” she whispered into my neck.

  “Mmm, I love you too.” He moved her face to the side so he could reach her lips with his. “You are amazing, but I think we need to dress because we’re about five minutes out.”

  Her eyes widened in shock. “I’d forgotten.”

  He placed his hands on her hips again and lifted her from his cock, which had them both moaning.

  “Michael?” Lily questioned looking at his hardening dick.

  “That’s what happens when you ban sex,” he replied, grinning. “Babe, just sit your sexy butt right here.” He positioned her on the seat beside him, while he untangled his pants from her dress. He hitched his pants up, fastening them. Kneeling at her feet, he helped her slide her dress up her body. “It’s a shame to cover you back up.” He leaned forward and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, massaging it with his tongue. She shuddered, breaking out in goose bumps.

  “Michael… you have to… stop.”

  She arched into him as he moved to her other breast.

  “Oh God. Michael, so close.”

  Her breasts were so sensitive, and he loved that he could bring her to orgasm by lavishing attention only to them.

  He lay gently against her stomach, while he continued sucking and nibbling on one of her breasts, he lifted his hand and started to rub and pinch her other one.

  She gasped, shuddering as she came apart in his arms, clutching his head to her.

  Breathing heavily, he gave a couple of licks to her breasts before pulling her dress further up to cover them with unsteady hands. Hearing her come apart had his cock hard as a spike.

  “We’re here,” he whispered.

  “I’m not sure I can move.”

  He gave her a wicked grin while he brought her forward from the seat and fastened her back into the dress.

  “We’re already checked into our room. Ruben stopped on his way to the wedding to sort it out,” he told her as he pulled the key for the suite out of his inside pocket.

  “Thank goodness.”

  The chauffer opened the door for them; so he climbed out first before turning to hold his hand out to his beautiful wife.

  Chapter 12

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  Michael insisted on carrying her all the way through the hotel straight to their suite on the top floor. If people watched them, then she wasn’t aware of the fact, because her eyes never left her husband’s.

  She’d been surprised in the car when he let her instigate what transpired in there. It had been hot as hell and left her aching for more. As Michael had commented, she’d banned sex, but she sure as hell had been ready to lift the ban.

  Inside their suite, Michael put her down once they were alone. She took in their suite for the night before they headed off on honeymoon tomorrow.

  As she looked around, she couldn’t help but notice the abundance of flowers spread throughout; lilies and roses, her two favorite flowers. She covered her mouth with her hand in surprise. Michael had done this for her. He was the most romantic man she’d ever known.

  “Thank you,” she whispered looking at him before turning back to check the rest of the room out.

  The room had been decorated in creams and beige, with furniture to match. A leather corner sofa was to one side and a large flat screen television taking up wall space opposite. There was a wet bar with four stools hidden away underneath. A room to the right would be the bedroom, which she couldn’t wait to get Michael into.

  “It’s beautiful Michael,” she gasped, turning to look at him only to find his eyes already fixed on her.

  “You’re the beautiful one, Lily,” he paused, a touch of pain flashing through his eyes, “…about tonight.”

  She cut him off. “Oh no you don’t. Tonight is my wedding night and you are not going to hold back. I won’t break. The doctor said sex is healthy during pregnancy until towards the end when your sperm could send me into labor,” she finished with a smirk, when she saw the horror on his face. He was so worried about her well being, and those of their children, that he would put himself through physical pain to hold back during their lovemaking. That knowledge comforted and excited her at the same time.

  He needed distracting so reaching behind her dress;
Lily pulled the zipper down, letting the dress pool around her feet. Stepping out from the dress in her heels, she bent over giving him a view straight between her thighs as she picked her dress up. Fully naked, apart from the garter, she turned to see Michael’s pained expression go hot before she sauntered towards the bedroom. Slowly, she moved her hips in a silky and inviting dance that left him mesmerized. Michael’s eyes followed every step she took.

  Walking into the room she headed straight for the large bed and climbed on top. She struck a seductive pose in the center of the bed by lying on her side with her arm resting on her hip as she faced Michael who was standing in the doorway.

  Michael had fire in his eyes as he moved up her body from her toes, lingering between her legs making the throbbing between even more intense. She desperately wanted him to touch her, but she needed him naked first.

  “Take your clothes off,” she commanded, her voice thick with lust.

  She didn’t need to ask him twice. They came off in record time, but he left one crucial item on. “All your clothes.”

  Through heavily lidded eyes, she watched him as he slowly removed his shorts. Her mouth watered, as he stood straight; his cock fully erect, and by the look of things just as desperate as she was for some attention.

  “Stroke yourself.”

  He paused, offering her a slight grin as he ran the palm of his hand from the crown to the root of him.

  “Are you leaking?”

  “Oh yeah.”

  “Do it again, but squeeze your balls this time.”

  She watched him repeat the process with his hand now massaging his balls, she could see his penis throbbing and twitching.