I smile and am honored that she’s asked me to take a mother’s role in this happy occasion. I just wish there was some way I could contact her mother, and let her know what a special and precious daughter she has. We stay at the club a bit longer, and Ash suggests to Tommy that he and Emily stay at the condo tonight, and we will meet for brunch tomorrow. I can tell Emily is ready to go and Tommy, also sensing that, tells us all that they’re headed home. Everyone gives them both hugs and kisses as they leave. They need a little privacy about now, I would guess.
Ash and I make our exit, and I can’t wait to get home myself. This has been a very full day, and I’m ready to unwind and relax with my own Harper man. Once we get home, I go into our room and start to change. Ash remarks, with a provocative look on his face.
“Okay Liv, time to do the catwalk for me. I’ve been waiting all night for this.”
I go into my changing area and put on some of the things I’ve bought. I come through the doorway and he’s lying on his side in bed, with no clothes on, holding a glass of wine for us.
“Oh. My. God Ash! How am I supposed to concentrate on modeling, while you’re modeling for ME? I can’t even concentrate on the lingerie!”
He grins at me, while holding himself. Bare naked and he’s got the Giant standing at attention. This is such a turn on and he’s got positively the most inviting body.
“The Giant and I are eagerly awaiting you. Your two favorite things, we hope.”
I’m turned on beyond words, and I don’t think I can try on the rest of the lingerie before I jump his bones. I’ve never felt the feelings I have, when I look at him. He is, without a doubt, the sexiest most attractive man I’ve ever in my life seen. Every gorgeous inch of his body is perfect and he’s MINE, all mine. I can’t believe it. To top it off, he actually thinks I’m sexy, which is a huge ego boost. After 2 different outfits, I decide it’s time to capitalize on the situation and take matters into my own hands. Teasingly licking my lips, I slither up to him in bed and begin my descent down his happy trail. I go to that spot, hoping to bring him to the brink of satisfaction. Totally uninhibited, my inner goddess takes over and instinctively I take the lead, feeling like I’m in the driver’s seat. As I take him in my mouth, I lightly suck. The more he moans, the more I suck. He’s so hard and I realize I can’t take all of him into my mouth. He places his hand over mine, and moves them with me up and down the shaft. His sounds let me know his satisfaction and I continue, totally set on sating him, which pleases me even more. Judging by the look on Ash’s face, I can honestly say I get it now, the way he says he loves seeing me satisfied. I feel the same with his look of pleasure. It’s indescribable; the love, the feeling, the look of surrendering your body to someone. He moans in satisfaction, his body shakes with orgasm and I feel totally fulfilled.
“I love it when you do that. You like doing it don’t you?”
Lying between his legs, with my chin on his stomach, I look into his eyes, “Ash, your pleasure is what I live for. I love pleasing you in every way, I swear.”
He looks down at me and grins, “Well, color me pleased, and now it’s your turn Sunshine. Lay back, close those eyes and let me drive.” I do just that eager to see what he’s got in store.
“Liv, we’re gonna kick it up a notch. You game?”
“Your game. You gonna play me?” I flirtatiously ask.
“Oh yeah. Game on.” He whispers, as he begins to caress me, igniting every nerve in my body. I feel something foreign, but I’m not sure what it is.
I was relaxed but my body suddenly tenses, as I sit up to see what he’s using. “Ash, what are you doing?”
He immediately tries to make me feel comfortable. “Relax. I got us a few toys. Nothing that will hurt you, I swear. This is all about pleasure. Just relax.”
Suddenly, I freeze. Toys? What the hell does he mean? I’ve never in my life used toys for satisfaction. I don’t want to spoil the evening, but I’m not sure about this. As if he’s sensing that, he immediately reassures me once again.
Taking my face into his hands, he kisses me softly and whispers, “Honey what we do together is private and personal. It’s not kinky and it’s not dirty. It’ll only bring you pleasure, I promise. You trust me, don’t you?”
I look at him confused, “Of course I trust you. I’ve just... I’ve never… you know... done anything like this.”
He takes me into his arms and rocks me. “Good, because a first for you, is even better knowing that your first, will be with me. I’ll never hurt you or ask you to do anything you’re not comfortable doing. I want you to be comfortable and at ease. You good?”
I take a deep breath, as he lays me back on the bed, “Yeah, I think so. I mean -- yeah I’m okay.” I’m really not sure, but I’m gonna give this a try.
He begins to explore with this new toy. It’s a soft rubber feeling object, and I can tell he’s put some kind of lubricant on it as he starts to insert it. I’m trying really hard to relax and enjoy this, but just can’t totally succumb. All I can do is picture him doing this with Anne, and I shake my head to get the vision out of my mind. I don’t think I really want to know the extent of their relationship, and tell myself that it really doesn’t matter. But it does matter - I’m curious and I want to know. Part of me says he’s mine now and not to dwell on him and Anne; that we’re working on our own intimacy as a couple. The inhibited side of me rears its evil head, and has me feeling like toys are something bought from a seedy store, a video arcade, and used with kinky perverted people. Ash brings me out of deep thought with my demons, and reassures me. He sets the toy on the bed and gets on his knees in front of me, taking my face into his hands. “Talk to me Liv, let me know what you’re feeling. I wanna know.”
“I don’t think I’m ready for this.”
He traces his fingers lightly up the inside of my leg and kisses my belly. “Well then, let’s put the toys up and we can experiment another time. Tonight just isn’t the night. We’ve got the rest of our lives.”
I sit up on the bed and put my head in my hands, angry with myself that I can’t get into this.
He laughs, not in a mocking way, but to put me at ease as he puts a strand of hair behind my ear. “Honey, it’s no big deal really. Don’t beat yourself up over this.”
He leans back on the bed against the headboard with his knees drawn up, and pulls me between them, with my back to his front. He wraps me in his arms and with his chin tilts my head to the side, while whispering in my ear. “It’s okay honey.”
“Ash, I just..I…”
Rocking me back and forth to put me at ease, he tells me, “Shh. It’s okay. Why don’t you just lie back and let me make love to you the good old fashioned way? Something we both know so well and let me add, it’s something you do so well.”
We make love the traditional way, and while I feel much more secure, I just wish I could take on new things easier. I feel like I’ve disappointed Ash. After all, he planned this fun and exciting night and I had to put a damper on things with my doubts. Damn I’m so mad at myself.
I sit up after we’ve made love, with my forehead in my hands and sigh looking down at the bed. I laugh at myself in disbelief.
He rubs my back and looks around at my face, “Liv, stop with the overthinking. When you bite your lip like that, I know exactly what you’re doing.”
Defensively I ask, “What do you mean?”
“You know exactly what I mean honey. When you’re having trouble expressing yourself, you always bite your bottom lip. You think no one notices, but I do. You’re making way too big of a deal out of this. The time wasn’t right and I realize now I was probably pushing things too fast. Come on honey snap out of it, or I’m gonna spank your hot little ass. Stop biting your lip and let’s get some shut eye.” He motions me to move over by him, and we curl up side by side.
I sleep so peacefully, and wake to the tantalizing smell of fresh brewed coffee. I climb out of bed, brush my teeth, run a brush through my hair, an
d head into the kitchen. My beautiful man is shirtless, reading the paper drinking coffee, and greets me with my favorite morning greeting.
“Mornin Sunshine. Don’t forget, we are meeting Tommy and Emily for brunch. They want to talk about the wedding and hammer out some details. I hope you don’t mind. The next few weeks are going to be pretty hectic for everyone, since the kids want to get married before the guys’ head out on the road.”
“Ash, that sounds perfect. Look, about last night…”
He cuts me off mid-sentence, takes off his glasses and motions me onto his lap. He wraps me in his arms and rests his chin on the top of my head, “Olivia, no explanation is needed. Like I told you last night, the time wasn’t right. I rushed things and for that, I’m sorry. I got a little bit ahead. We’ll both know when that time comes, trust me and it’s no big deal. I love you and that’s all that matters to me. If you aren’t comfortable, then we’re not ready.”
I love that he’s so patient with me, and that he’s actually concerned with my feelings. I just wish I could let go and not be so damn inhibited! It makes me so mad at myself, and I don’t understand why I can’t just be comfortable experimenting. I feel lucky though, that I have this understanding man who is set on my needs, and is ever so accommodating to me.
I take his hand and lace my fingers through his. “Ash, I’m trying, that’s all I can say. A little more time…”
“And time is what I’m willing to give, honey. We’re working on it together. Together, remember?” He playfully ruffles my hair, “Now, no more talking about it. Drink your coffee and let’s get ready to go meet Tommy and Emily. I thought we’d go to the Peninsula. Ever been there?”
My eyes light up, “As in the Peninsula Hotel?”
“Yep that’s the one, but they have a pretty spectacular Sunday brunch, so since we’re celebrating...” His eyes light up as he leans across the table from me. “I thought this would be the perfect spot.”
I’m suddenly very excited and eagerly anticipating the day.
“So, hop in the shower with me?” He grins and tells me, “No foolin around. We’ve got a full day ahead.
Oh, I’m definitely game for that. We grab a quick shower and get dressed. I’ve picked out a casual, but nice outfit and Ash looks like his ever so sexy self. Shortly after, we’re out the door, on our way into the city. Ash has taken me to so many nice places, seemingly acquainted with everyone in the places we’ve been, and I’m sure everyone knows him at The Peninsula as well.
It’s a beautiful day, sunny but cold, and the drive into the city is spectacular. As we pull up, I see ‘The Peninsula’ prominently displayed on this landmark building. The hotel is magnificent and is flanked with white statues, which scream five-star elegance. As if they know we’ve arrived, the valet is right on cue to get the car. The valet helps me out of the car, after Ash hands him the keys. Suddenly, Ash is right there with his hand on the small of my back, leading me into the hotel. Tommy and Emily are in the lobby waiting, when we arrive. I see them sitting on a couch engrossed in conversation, oblivious to everyone else in the room facing each other, gazing in complete adoration of each other. They both have a glow about them that I can honestly say I feel with Ash. The two of them are dressed for the occasion. Emily is wearing a darling short grey wool skirt, patterned tights, black boots, a cream sweater and a popping coral scarf. With her hair loose and flowing, she radiates natural beauty. Tommy is decked out in tight black jeans, a cream patterned button down shirt and nice boots. Ash calls out to them, and immediately Tommy gets up and gives me a kiss and his father an affectionate hug.
“Hey there happy couple.” I say, with a smile on my face.
Ash happily ushers us all into the dining area, where the General Manager meets us.
“Mr. Harper! So glad to see you! Congratulations are in order, I hear.”
The manager extends his hand, and Ash willingly shakes it in response, “Yes siree, we’re celebrating a very special occasion indeed.”
Emily and I walk in together arm in arm, and I know that we’ve got a lot of planning to do. Ash has made it clear that there are no budgetary limits as to what he is willing to spend on their wedding, which doesn’t surprise me in the least. Knowing Emily, and her penchant for simplicity, I think I know exactly how to help. We finally get to our table, which is secluded, but has a phenomenal view of the windy city. The ambience is breathtaking! Neutral colors; very light and airy. The delectable spread of food has my appetite peaked. Ash has an expensive bottle of champagne brought to the table and we immediately raise our glasses, with Ash beginning our toast.
“To Tommy and Emily, with our best wishes for many years of love and happiness! Tommy, you’ve made me the happiest father ever, and I feel like you’ve successfully chosen your soul mate for life in Emily. And Emily, I want to welcome you to our loving, crazy, mixed up family, and want you to know that we love you so much!”
I have to get my two cents worth in, and begin my speech.
“Tommy and Emily, I knew from the day you two met that you would hit it off and make the perfect couple. I just can’t tell you enough how happy I am for the both of you. The fact that you’ve chosen to marry so soon, only solidifies the fact that love at first sight does exist. Love, happiness, and harmony to you both.”
Emily and Tommy both have tears in their eyes, as Tommy speaks for the two of them. “Dad, Olivia…the fact that you both support us is incredible. Emily and I are both so happy, and we are so relieved that you are both okay with our decision to get married so quickly. I know it’s an inconvenience and we didn’t mean to put this on you, but the fact that you support us means the world. We love you both so much.” Emily nods her head yes, and Tommy kisses her tenderly on the cheek.
Ash stands up. “Well then, now that that’s settled, let’s go eat. I’m damn hungry!” We all head over to the buffet area. The brunch here is a fabulous array of food, with impeccable presentation. Several appetizing stations offer abundant selections of all you could possibly want and I fill my plate, knowing full well I won’t be able to eat everything. There is a string quartet playing, which Ash has summoned to our table. They are more than ready to accommodate him and he has them play What a Wonderful World, which is the perfect song for this day. Ash and I sway back and forth to this beautiful classic song. Tommy looks at Emily as the quartet sings, and I can tell he’s singing in her ear. The two of them revel in happiness.
Ash takes my hand into his and whispers in my ear, “Liv, this is a wonderful world and I thank God every day that you are in it. The turn of events is astounding. Who could ever have thought my boy would find the girl of his dreams, and that his dad would find the same happiness? Beyond comprehension, my love.”
I smile and think of how lucky; truly lucky I am, when I get an incoming text from Todd.
‘So, are you guys at brunch celebrating?’
“Who is that?” Ash asks. When I tell him it’s Todd, he replies, “Ask him if he and Kyra would like to join us for a carriage ride.”
I text Todd back and ask what he and Kyra are doing and he texts back right away. ‘Ya really wanna know????’
I respond. ‘Maybe not. Probably not! Ash wants to know if you and Kyra want to do a carriage ride with us after we have brunch.’
He immediately replies. ‘Well after the ride I’ve just had, a carriage ride actually sounds great! We’ll head over to the Peninsula’
I have to laugh at that remark, and definitely don’t want a visual on it! Having Todd and Kyra here just seems right, since they are ‘family’. I tell Emily, and she seems excited.
“So you, Kyra, and I can do some wedding planning.” She giggles, and I can tell that Emily will be more at ease with Kyra here.
Todd’s last text says, ‘We gotta finish up and will get dressed and head over!’
Oh dear God, finish up? I don’t even want to know. Todd, you are truly a piece of work, I think to myself.
After about an hour, we finish b
runch and head out to our carriage ride. Since it’s cool and windy, Ash has packed jackets for us all and has the valet bring them out to us. This man thinks of everything. I spot Todd and Kyra pulling up in his classically restored Mustang, and the valet is all over that. As soon as he pulls into the drive, every one of the valet attendants are arguing over which one will park it. Todd swaggers out of the car, motions for them to quit staring and open the door for Kyra.
“Guys, geez. There’s a lady who needs help out of the car…what the fuck? Hop to it.” He snaps his fingers, laughs, as do they, and immediately there are 3 valets at Kyra’s beck and call, extending their hands to her. She laughs, a bit embarrassed, and lets them all help her get out of the car. Todd gives them a thumb’s up and flashes some cash to each of them.
“Thanks for taking care of my beautiful ladies.” I can honestly say that Kyra and Todd make a beautiful couple. He’s dressed in nice jeans (surprisingly with no frays or tears) and a very nice gray sweater, which is just tight enough to show off his muscular, but lean build. His hair is still wet and fashionably messed up, so am thinking he must have recently showered. Kyra looks very trendy, wearing a pair of black leggings with a pair of black over the knee leather and suede boots, and a vibrant royal blue cowl neck long sweater. Her beautiful long blonde hair with cascading curls, next to his contrasting black hair, certainly makes you take a second look at them. Tommy and Todd man hug and Todd congratulates him again. “Tommy, my man, shit this is fuckin too cool. I can’t believe you’re getting married man. Who’d have thought? Tommy, the guy who is uber picky, finally found someone worthy.”
Tommy high fives him, “Yeah, I’ve finally found the perfect woman. Perfect in every sense of the word, dude. I guess I actually didn’t find her, she found me, or Olivia found us. Haha.” I laugh with them and think to myself that this was a perfect hookup. Once I met Emily, I just knew she was the one for Tommy. As much as people told me to not get involved, I just had to and boy did it pay off. Ash rounds us all up and we get into the 2 carriages, one for the girls and one for the boys, strategically parked and waiting for us. We ride around the area, taking in the spectacular sights of the city. Downtown Chicago is indeed a beautiful city and the architecture of the buildings is phenomenal. Kyra, Emily, and I are wrapped up in a blanket and look like giddy teenagers gathering our thoughts and planning for this wonderful upcoming day. I ask Emily what she’s thinking about wedding dress-wise and she tells me that she really doesn’t have a lot of money to spend on a dress, and that she doesn’t want a traditional dress. “Something simple and flowing—not a lot of detail. I’m not a girly girl, so I really don’t want a princess type dress.” I suggest a couple of consignment shops for wedding dresses, not knowing how she’ll take to my suggestion, but I had to throw it out there anyway.
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