His hips started to rock gently when I sited another kiss on another welt. “Jen” he sounded so choked that if it wasn’t for his raging hard on I would have thought I was hurting him.
As I set a further kiss on him, this time my tongue peeking out and sweeping over the wound with my lips, he groaned with so much carnal satisfaction I climaxed with him, the sound of it bringing me off as strongly as he did.
“Okay, I did not expect that” he panted as he closed his eyes.
“Well they kinda… kinda do it for me too but I didn’t wanna hurt you by telling you that.” I smiled sheepishly.
His brow puckered slightly but he smiled. “You… you like them?” he asked with amazement.
I shrugged slightly, not wanting to hurt his feelings. “I think they… make you look… like a sexy bad boy.”
His eyebrows lifted high but his lips lifted as well. “I was always a sexy bad boy.”
I nodded, trying to hold on to my humour, “Of course, Ethan. A very sexy bad boy.”
“Are you mocking me?”
I shook my head firmly, “No.”
“You are, aren’t you?”
“I would never mock you, Ethan.”
He narrowed his eyes on me but shrugged; “Well now I’m your sexy bad boy.”
“Mine.” I whispered as I brushed my lips over his and he groaned as his hands slid around my back and pulled me tighter against him.
“Again?” I asked with wonder as I felt him grow again.
“Told you, Jen. Super powers and I’ve had a double portion of spinach, so…” he beamed.
“Are we actually gonna make the ceremony or shall we just stay here and make love all day?” I asked with a low moan as he cupped my bottom and slid his finger against my anus. “Oh” I gasped as my eyes widened.
“That feel good, baby” he rasped as I pressed into him slightly.
I nodded but gulped. “I’ve… I’ve never…”
His eyes widened on me. “Kyle never?” he asked with disbelief.
I shook my head as I chewed on my lower lip nervously. “Well we don’t have time to enjoy it now, but tonight that sweet little ass of yours is mine, okay.”
I cringed slightly but he smiled and twirled my nose, “I promise I won’t hurt you, Jen. I would never do anything that would ever hurt you.”
“Okay” I whispered, “and I know you would never hurt me but don’t ever ask me to strip again. That hurt.”
He barked out a laugh as he slipped out of me and sat me on the bed. “Well, future wife, I shall leave you to not put on your underwear and I’ll see you there.”
I pulled in a deep breath, beamed at him and nodded, “See you there future husband. By the way…”
“I love you” he said happily with a wink, a huge smile and a look of pure happiness covering his face before he closed the door behind him but I didn’t miss the happy shudder that ran through him first, because it came from his soul and it’s mate synchronised and made exactly the same action.
Chapter 40
“Ready, sugar pop?” my dad asked as he opened his elbow for me. “You look stunning by the way, darling. So beautiful.”
I wore a simple full length white fitted dress but its simplicity was enhanced by a lace bodice and pearl beading around the fitted waist. It was sleeveless, silk and sheer elegance.
I smiled up at him and nodded, “More than ever, dad. I’ve been ready for eleven years.”
He nodded but halted me before we exited the hotel porch way onto the beach and looked at me with a gentle smile, “Your mother and Shane are here with us, Jen but more than that, they will always be with you, as I am.”
“I know” I whispered as we both blew a kiss to the stars twinkling in the night sky.
He nodded more firmly as we both exhaled heavily and stepped out onto the soft sand.
E sang Etta James ‘At last’ but slower and in a softer key as I walked barefoot on the soft pink rose petals under the many arches of blossom towards my man, my wonderful, beautiful weeping man.
The moonlight and lanterns lit my way as Zoe sprinkled more petals in our path but I couldn’t take my eyes off Ethan; my stunning, scarred and charming Boss. He was dressed casually in a white button up cotton shirt and white knee length shorts (of course) but… I can’t even describe how perfect he was.
As I reached him, his chest heaving and his tears falling, he took my hand from my dad and twirled my nose. “You are so… so beautiful, I…”
I nodded gently, “You too, baby.”
He beamed at me before we turned to the minister.
“We are gathered here, under the moonlight and with the crash of the waves, not to witness the beginning of what will be, but rather what already is. We do not create this marriage, because we cannot. We can and do, however, celebrate with Ethan and Jen the wondrous and joyous occurrence that has already taken place in their lives, and the commitment they make today.”
Ethan’s thumb stroked rhythmically over my knuckles as his hand trembled in mine but his eyes locked on mine, telling me in his gaze just how much he loved me.
“Ethan and Jen, remember to treat yourself and each other with respect, and remind yourselves often of what brought you together. Take responsibility for making the other feel safe and give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness and kindness that the connection deserves. When frustration, difficulty and fear assail your relationship, remember to focus on what is right between you, not just the part that seems wrong. In this way, you can survive the times when clouds drift across the face of the sun in your lives, remembering that just because you may lose sight of it for a moment, does not mean the sun has gone away. And, if each of you takes responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight.”
Ethan nodded humbly and I smiled, adoring him more for his devotion to the statement. The minister nodded at Ethan and he frowned. “Your vows” the officiate prompted.
“Oh, right” Ethan nodded frantically before he turned to me and squeezed my hand. “I, Ethan Ambrose…”
“Ambrose?” I mouthed. He narrowed his eyes on me and I bit my tongue harshly.
He coughed and pulled his shoulders back as Jax and Bulk started chuckling. Ethan turned and glared at them until they put their hands up in surrender and cleared their throats.
He turned to me again and I nodded to let him know I had calmed down. “I, Ethan Ambrose Hart, take you, Jennifer Hart, to be my wife, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. I promise to be truthful, faithful, loving and supportive in your goals. I promise to guide you through life, share my super powers, help you load the washing machine and be the target board for your pancakes. I will laugh when you fall, make you build batcave’s and forever love your flowery knickers. But, above all, I will love you for eternity because you’re beautiful, perfect and you’re my soul mate.”
I grinned at him as the guests chuckled before the minister nodded at me and I clenched Ethan’s hand. “I, Jennifer Lisa Hart, take you, Ethan Ambrose Hart, to be my husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward. I promise to be truthful, faithful, loving and supportive in your goals. I promise to guide you through life, to prop you up in the shower, teach you how to load the washing machine and play Lego with you. I promise not to tell everyone you didn’t know Titanic was a true story and I definitely promise not to tell everyone you have insert here tattooed on your right buttock. But, above all, I promise to love you for eternity because you’re beautiful, you’re perfect and you are my soul mate and I’m your spinach.”
He grumbled but grinned at me with the familiar twinkle in his eye as everyone laughed.
E stepped forward and held the cushion up as Ethan took a ring and slipped it on my finger. “With this ring I thee wed, and with it, I bestow upon thee all the treasures of my mind, heart and hands. And by the way…”
I slid his down his finger and held his
eyes with my own, “With this ring I thee wed, and with it, I bestow upon thee all the treasures of my mind, heart and hands. And I love you.”
The minister smiled at us. “You may now kiss your bride” he said to Ethan.
“It’s about time” he grumbled as he swept me up and delivered the most loving, adoring and sensual kiss ever. “Mrs Hart, you now belong to me.”
“Mr Hart, I now belong to you.”
He nodded reverently as the minister stated. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you for the first time, Mr and Mrs Hart.”
***
Room 103 were setting up on stage as Ethan and I danced slowly and rhythmically. “Awww, you’re not playing are you?”
He shook his head gently as his forehead rested on mine, “No, they got Blade in to drum.”
I smiled and sighed happily, “Good.”
“Jax wants a dance in a little while though. He made me promise to let go of you for a moment.”
I pouted but nodded. “What are your super powers telling you right now?” I asked softly as I rested my head on his chest.
His hand stroked up my back softly as he nuzzled my hair. “They’re telling me that soon, we’re gonna finally accomplish the list. We’re gonna have lots of amazing sex, babies and a puppy.”
I nodded and pursed my lips, “I can work with that, Superman.”
He grinned and twirled my nose as Jax stepped beside me, “Jen.”
Ethan moved to the side and swung his arm out in a ‘go ahead’ gesture as Jax slipped his arms around my waist and I circled his neck. “E, wants ya’, Boss.”
Ethan nodded at Jax and winked at me before he moved away.
Jax smiled softly at me before it widened. “You’re gonna be good for him.”
I nodded and returned his grin, “He is for me what I am for him.”
He nodded, “Like that, Jen. Very deep, babe.”
I chuckled at his conversational skills. “Just hope you love him as much as I love E.”
I nodded “I do.”
He twirled me round and I stopped dead as my breath caught in my throat.
Jax stood away and grabbed my arm to steady me as I watched my husband unsteadily climb onto a stool on stage with his guitar.
His face was pale as his hands shook visibly. “Now, you all know I don’t… do this” he said referring to singing in front of people. “But my wife once showed me that courage fights many fears so…” he turned to me and locked me down. “Our song, Run, makes me feel sad, baby. It reminds me of lost times, hard times and times I had to say goodbye and I think it’s about time we had a new one.”
A tear slid down my cheek as I nodded at him. He looked out at the beach full of our friends and family, “I’m no Jax, I don’t write my own songs but this song is a recent one by The Goo Goo Doll’s and when I first heard it, I knew it was made for this moment. It’s called ‘Come to me’ and baby, it’s everything I need to say.”
He turned to the band and they nodded at him.
It was quite upbeat and I was surprised by the happy tempo to it as Ethan started with a guitar piece and then came in with a raspy first line but as he held my gaze I could see him physically relax and flow musically with each word.
“I'll be kind, if you'll be faithful
You be sweet and I'll be grateful
Cover me with kisses dear
Lighten up the atmosphere
Keep me warm inside our bed
I got dreams of you all through my head
Fortune teller said I'd be free
And that's the day you came to me
Came to me
Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo, Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo.”
My hand was tapping my thigh to the beat and as the chorus kicked in the band started playing with him and the tempo upped even more.
“Come to me my sweetest friend
Can you feel my heart again
I'll take you back where you belong
And this will be our favourite song
Come to me with secrets bare
I'll love you more so don't be scared
When we're old and near the end
We'll go home and start again
Ooo Ooo Oooo, Ooo Ooo Oooo
I caught you burnin' photographs
Like that could save you from your past
History is like gravity
It holds you down away from me
You and me, we've both got sins
I don't care about where you've been
Don't be sad and don't explain
This is where we start again
Start again
Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo, Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo
Come to me my sweetest friend
Can you feel my heart again
I'll take you back where you belong
And this will be our favourite song
Come to me with secrets bare
I'll love you more so don't be scared
When we're old and near the end
We'll go home and start again
Start again
Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo, Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo”
The next chorus was virtually spoken and Ethan swallowed heavily with the emotion in his words as tears of proudness flowed down my cheeks.
“Today's the day I'll make you mine
So get me to the church on time
Take my hand in this empty room
You're my girl, and I'm your groom
Come to me my sweetest friend
This is where we start again, again.”
Then for the last chorus his familiar beam erupted, his foot tapped on the bar of the stool and he sang every word with a smile, a twinkle and belted out the words to me so beautifully, that I felt my soul dance with them as the band joined in heavily.
“Come to me my sweetest friend
Can you feel my heart again
Take you back where you belong
This will be our favourite song
Come to me with secrets bare
I'll love you more so don't be scared
When we're old and near the end
We'll go home and start again (yeah)
Start again (yeah)
Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo, Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo.”
He jumped off the stage and I ran over to him, lifted the skirt of my dress up high and flung my legs around his waist. “I am so proud of you, Ethan. Thank you, that was beautiful and perfect. ”
He grinned at me and I twirled his nose. “You know what, baby. We’re thrilling heaven right now. The angel’s Skyped me yesterday and told me to love you, Ethan. And I do; I love you, I love you, I fucking love you.”
“I’ll be sure to e-mail them, baby and tell them just how much you loved me and then I’ll let them know just how much I loved you right back.”
Epilogue
BOSS
I rested my chin on Jen’s shoulder as we stared at the ants scurrying around underneath the Eiffel tower below us.
“It’s so beautiful, Ethan” she sighed happily.
I stole a glance at her, “It is, baby.”
She smirked as her eyes shifted sideways and caught me looking at her. “I meant the view.”
I nodded “I know, my view is particularly stunning at the moment.”
She turned in my arms so she was facing me and placed a tender kiss on the meanest of my scars.
I couldn’t believe it when she had told me all those months ago, that she found my scars sexy, I mean, Christ they were the ugliest fucking things I had ever seen but I noticed the way Jen shuddered every time she kissed one or ran her finger gently across the groove.
She said she even like the horrific ones across my stomach where the doc’s had cut me open to mend a few things inside.
But at the end of the day, it was her that had to look at them, not me, unless in a mirror and if Jen was good with them then so was I.
“Kiss me” she whispered as she ran her tongue across my bottom lip. I replied with a groan, my di
ck twitching as she walled my lip with her teeth and gently bit down.
I slipped my arms around the back of her head and lowered my mouth on hers, controlling her pliant plump lips under mine. As soon as I took her, her hands slipped into my hair as always.
A guy bumped into me from behind, the top of the tower full to bursting, and I growled but carried on kissing my beautiful wife.
Her eyes popped open when she caught the growl and I presumed she thought I was growling at her, but I let her think that when she deepened the kiss as her arousal surged with the noise I made.
“There’s kids up here, mate” the guy now grumbled and I narrowed my eyes and turned to him.
“And there’s my beautiful wife up here, mate and if she wants me to kiss her, then I will kiss her.”
He held up his hands in surrender as his eyes landed on my scars. They came in handy at times, making me look tough.
Jen nudged me slightly and I shook my head at her, “No, baby. If it’s on the list then it needs to be done.”
She smiled widely, “We’re nearly there now.”
I nodded and smiled as I twirled her nose with mine, “We are. We got married, we sang with the dolphins on our honeymoon and I really think I’ve been inside you a million times by now.”
She barked out a laugh, “I’d make that a couple of million, baby.”
I shrugged but grinned, “You shouldn’t hide my spinach up there then. I need to get to it somehow.”
She grumbled and slapped my arm lightly as she scowled. “Only two kids to do now, Jen.” I grinned at her, excited about the last one on the list.
She nodded, “Well we’re halfway there.”
I scoffed as I shook my head at her, “How can you be halfway to having kids, Jen?”
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