“I have never gone bareback before and I don’t want anything between us ever again. I just had a physical before my fight and even before that I haven’t been with anybody in a while.”
“I feel the same way Zander, I love you so much and I just want us to be connected with no barriers, if you’re okay with it then so am I. I got tested right after I found out my ex was cheating on me. I haven’t been with anybody since.”
We make out like a couple of teenagers for a while until I feel him harden against me again and our make out sesh turns into round 2.
Afterwards, I head to the bathroom to clean myself up and after looking into the mirror, fix my hair and makeup. When I walk back into the bedroom Zander is ready. My mouth waters as I take him in. Wearing black dress pants with a gray dress shirt, both obviously well-tailored, with the top couple of buttons left undone he looks like he could be on the cover of a magazine. Well, I guess he has been. He is just finishing up by rolling the sleeves up his forearms and starts to laugh as he sees the look currently on my face. I check my chin to make sure I’m not drooling.
“Baby if you keep looking at me like that we’ll never make it to my party,” he growls out as he stalks towards me. He sweeps me up in his arms and delivers one last, hotter than hell kiss to my mouth. “I don’t think I’ve said it yet, but you look gorgeous. This dress…well you know what happened when I saw you in this dress. If any asshole at the party so much as looks at you the wrong way I’m going to have to fuck them up.”
Shivering at his jealous tone, we leave the room and head for the stairs.
*****
As we are descending down the staircase we are met with cheering, causing my face to turn 50 shades of red. “You guys couldn’t have been out 15 minutes ago, you just cost me 50 bucks!” Kyle exclaims.
His brothers fill us in on their bet guessing on how long it would take us to “fuck like wild animals” before the party. Josh was the smart one and went for the longest time. At hearing this Zander immediately puffs out his chest and gets a prideful look on his face. I smack his chest and we all head out for the party. Thankfully the party is in the same hotel because we are running a little late from our sexcapades. Dante produces a special keycard and slides it into the elevator as we go up to the top floor.
The party is already in full affect when we enter. Once everyone realizes that Zander has arrived the place starts to go crazy. I am kind of taken aback by the sheer craziness, I have never been to a party of this magnitude before and it’s really intimidating. Sensing my discomfort Zander pulls me close to him and puts his arm around my waist as we make our rounds through the people who want to congratulate him. An older man approaches us with three shots in hand. Bending down Zander whispers in my ear that this is the owner, his boss. I gladly accept the little glass of liquid courage and down it after the man says a little toast.
The party is mass chaos. I feel like everyone is handing us shots at every corner and because Zander is accepting them, I feel the need to take them as well to prove that I fit in and to be polite. After my fifth shot I have to use the bathroom and I tell Zander as much. As I begin to walk away I stumble, Zander catches me around the waist.
“I’ll take you baby, I still can’t get over the fact that you’re such a lightweight for a bartender,” he chuckles. He has probably had quite a few more shots than I have, a lot of guys coming up with a special shot just for the Hitman. He’s also over double my weight so he can handle his alcohol better than I can.
Walking into the bathroom I gasp. “This bathroom is as big as my house!” I exclaim.
“I think you’re slightly exaggerating. Now go do what you have to do.” He struts over to the bathroom counter like a runway model and leans back against it, clearly feeling buzzed with all the alcohol he has consumed. I walk over to the toilet, giving him the side eye.
“Can you turn around or something, I can’t pee with you just standing there watching me. You should have waited another few months before you expressed your interest in a golden shower.” I chuckle at my own joke, I am hilarious! He stares me down for a minute with amusement in his eyes before he walks to the far corner of the room and faces the wall. “Is this good enough?”
I pull my dress up and immediately empty my bladder. Man, I really had to go! “If you want to leave this bathroom intact, I suggest you stop moaning before I fuck the shit out of you,” he growls making an echo in the monstrous bathroom.
I finish up then go and wash my hands only stumbling slightly in my heels on the way to the sink. As I’m using the towel to dry them I feel Zanders arms come around my waist heading upwards as he cups my breasts with his hands. I lean my head back on his shoulder and moan as one of his hands creeps down to the hem of my dress and slowly starts inching it upward.
“I’m going to fuck you right here, right now baby. Can you be quiet for me?” he questions.
I nod my head yes. I know we’re both feeling pretty good from the alcohol, but I have this insatiable need overcoming me. One of his hands finds its way to my pussy and begins to massage me. Pressing a finger to my clit he drags out a guttural groan from me, I need him so bad.
“Remember Savvy, quiet,” Zander whispers in my ear.
After he makes me come on his fingers, I hear him unbuckling his belt and his pants drop to the floor. Zander’s dick pokes me in the ass before he bends down to line it up with my pussy. Entering me painfully slow, he thrusts his hips in and out of me at a leisurely pace, as if we have all the time in the world.
“Fuck me,” I groan out. Giving me what I want, he picks up the pace. When I start to get close, I moan out loud making him stop.
“No don’t stop!” I try to buck my hips back to take what I need, but he is holding my hips in place against the vanity.
“Baby what did I say about being quiet? Do I need to cover your mouth?” he growls out. I nod my head yes making him place a hand over my mouth as he gets back to fucking me good and hard.
I look into the mirror in front of us and moan out from what I see. Watching him fuck me from behind is beyond words. The intimacy of this moment has me so fucking horny I groan through his hand. Moving his free hand to my clit he starts to fuck me even faster.
My orgasm hits me like a freight train as I start to scream through his hand.
“Yes baby! That’s it, squeeze my cock, milk it, take every last drop of me. Fuuckkk,” Zander moans out as his orgasm hits him hard. We both collapse on the floor of the bathroom when our legs give out.
After a few minutes, we both start to laugh as we get up and right ourselves in the mirror. He gives me a knowing smile as I clean myself up and we head back out to the party. A few people outside the bathroom give us amused looks. Hell yes, I just had crazy monkey sex with my hot as fuck boyfriend!
More shots are passed around and the night starts to become a little hazy. Eventually his brothers find us again, and surprise, they have more shots! I am going to regret drinking so much in the morning, but I decided I was going to enjoy myself tonight hangover be damned! Kyle and Jay each have their arms around some girls. I wink at Josh letting him know I noticed he doesn’t, that he is behaving thankfully. He gives me a confused yet slightly amused look letting me know my wink was just me blinking my eyes fast.
Later in the night, or shall I say early the next morning, we are all walking down the strip laughing our asses off. I completely blame the alcohol. Heading by a little white chapel I look up at it and freeze. Hmmmm…I’ve always wanted to get married. When in Rome and all that hoopla.
The guys, well minus Kyle because he decided banging some floozy was more important than quality family time, were about twenty feet ahead of me when they realized I wasn’t with them. Being as competitive as they are and also completely trashed, the three of them decide to have a sprinting race to me. I stand up like Cha Cha from Grease minus the scarf because well, who the fuck wears a scarf in Las Vegas? I raise my hands in the air signaling the guys to go but they don�
�t get it right away so I just yell, “FUCKING MOVE YOUR ASSES SHIT HEADS!”
They take off looking like drunken kangaroos. What they are doing does not qualify as sprinting, running or even speed walking. Zander finally makes it to me and wraps me up tight and starts sucking on my neck ruining my train of thought. FOCUS Savster! That’s right, the chapel.
“Baby let’s get married! Isn’t that the best idea I have ever had? Marry me and bare my children,” excitedly I drop down on one knee with my arms wide open to him like I see in the movies. This is my movie moment!
He eyes me skeptically before a huge grin breaks across his face. “Savvy, stay right here, I’ll be right back!” Zander runs up to his brothers and talks to them for less than a minute then takes off across the street with Jayden on his heels. Even though it’s the wee hours of the morning he still has to dodge a car as he runs across.
Josh makes his way to me shaking his head. “Who would have thought you’d be so cliché Savvy, come on! Getting married in Vegas. I would have never guessed in a million years that you would be the one trying to convince Zander to marry you. Although I’m sure he put up hell of a fight,” he starts laughing as I wait for Zander to come back impatiently. What feels like forever later they are running back across the street to us with some bags in their hands.
“Okay baby I needed to grab a few things to do this right,” he gets down on one knee in front of me and I gasp. Holy shit he’s about to propose!
“Savannah Marie Jenks, I fell in love with you the first moment I saw your beautiful green eyes creeping on me at the gym. A normal guy would have thought you were a total stalker, but not me. I thought, that girl right there, that’s my future wife and mother of my children. I know this is really unconventional but I’m going to try and make it as special as possible. Will you marry me and spend the rest of your life with me Savannah?” I’m so busy gazing into his eyes like a love-sick puppy that I didn’t even notice the black box in his hand that he is opening up. Tears well up in my eyes seeing the gorgeous diamond ring he is now holding in front of me. It’s the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen! It’s also massive and normally I’d fight with him on how much money he spent but tonight I’m getting married damn it and he picked out the most beautiful ring all by himself. I’d love it even if it was from a Cracker Jack box!
“I know we haven’t known each other long, but this feels so right, being with you babe feels so very right. Let’s get married!” I jump into his arms as he swings me around.
“Alright, alright. Zander you’re about to flash Sav’s ass all over the strip. I have some necessities for you guys. Just remember that I had limited time and well, I am me. Enough said.”
He reaches into a plastic bag and hands Zander a bright pink bow tie which he gladly puts on with no complaint. Next, he hands Zander a top hat which makes him look wicked fancy if I do say so myself. Handing me a package puts a giant grin on his face. I look at the picture on the front and bust out laughing. I open it up and fasten it to my hair right away. It’s a white veil, but in true Jayden style, it’s covered in condoms! All the guys start to laugh when they see it. Zander pats Jayden on the back and tells him it will be put to good use tonight, then looks at me like he wants to devour me where I stand. I walk over to him and reach up on my tippy toes to whisper in his ear, “You won’t need those when you fuck me bareback babe.”
I turn around excitedly ignoring Zanders groan and yell, “Alright bitches let’s do this!”
CHAPTER 17
I startle awake when a bright as fuck light starts to shine behind my eye lids. Smacking my lips together I try to gather some moisture, my mouth is so fucking dry and my tongue feels like sand paper. My head is throbbing like there is a jack hammer in there drilling away at my brain. Did I freaking fall asleep in hell, why the fuck am I so hot? I start to wiggle around cracking an eye open and realize Zander is sprawled out on top of me, only my head sticking out. Jesus he’s heavy, now how do I get out of this situation without waking him up? I’m not even sure I care if he wakes up at this point. He’s going to wake up with a fucking doozy of a hangover if he drank as much as I did. I think he might have drunk more than I did, oh well.
I decide my best plan of attack is to simultaneously pull my arm and roll him on his side. I count in my head 1….2….3! I shove his shoulder and pull my hand which somehow gives him momentum when he rolls and he flies right off the bed landing with a thud. I guess I should have figured out we were so close to his end of the bed before I tried that maneuver I think as I cringe.
“MOTHER FUCKER!” he shouts as I crawl to the edge of the bed peeking over trying to contain my laughter. He is laying there in all of his naked glory giving me the evil eye while rubbing the back of his head.
“Good morning.” I say shyly as he gets up off the floor sitting on the edge of the bed. His head must be killing him too because he immediately puts his head in his hands and starts cursing the fact that we “didn’t shut the fucking blinds last night.” I head to my bag and grab us some Tylenol and grab two waters from the mini fridge. I walk over and hand it to him as he mumbles a thank you then take mine to the bathroom so that I can brush my teeth.
I pop the Tylenol in my mouth and chug the entire bottle of water before brushing my teeth. That is just what I needed, I hate having a dry mouth. My stomach starts to get a little queasy when I start to brush, my gag reflex kicking in has me lunging for the toilet. I empty what feels like 50 gallons of puked up alcohol in the toilet before I’m done. Zander knocks on the door, “Baby are you okay? Let me in.” I yell out a “No fucking way buddy” and just sit on the floor in front of the toilet. This is not the first time I’ve worshipped the porcelain throne although it has been a while. This right here, this is why I don’t drink on the regular.
I hear the bedroom door shut and assume Zander is going to find another bathroom. A few minutes later I’m starting to feel better so I finish brushing my teeth very gingerly this time, and head out into the bedroom. As I lie back on the bed he comes back in with a couple pieces of toast and two Gatorades. “Here baby, put something in your stomach to soak up that alcohol and drink this,” he hands me the Gatorade, “you need to rehydrate yourself.”
“There is no longer any alcohol to soak up babe seeing as I just ejected about half of my weight in alcohol into the toilet.” I smile up at him. “I know that’s a sexy picture you’ll be replaying in your mind all day,” we both laugh. I go to put the drink down on the nightstand when I see the big sparkly rock on my left hand shining like a beacon. I have a brief moment of panic before the events of last night flash in front of me.
We enter the chapel to find a little old lady behind the front desk with a bright smile on her face. Making our way over to get the ball rolling on the whole marriage thing, she begins to help us when a man comes out telling her that he’ll take care of our paperwork. He looks vaguely familiar but I can’t place him. Oh well he must have one of those recognizable faces. We fill out some papers and choose a package from their brochure on the type of wedding we want. I don’t want Elvis to marry me, I do have some class you know, so I opt for a Cher impersonator instead. Who doesn’t fucking love Cher? I feel like this is all meant to be because my mom was a huge Cher fan, it’s almost like she is with me right now.
They take Zander into the room where we will be married and leave me behind so I can make my grand entrance. I start to get butterflies in my stomach at the thought of becoming Zander’s wife. I’m kind of nervous, but nothing about it feels wrong. I want to be Zander’s in every possible way. The little old lady pulls me from my thoughts and hands me a bouquet of fake pink roses as she walks me over to a set of white double doors. They open and I’m ready to walk down the aisle and marry that man in there. An insane thought comes to me from a YouTube video I’ve seen before and I decide to go for it. I whisper to the old lady and she nods her head. Before the doors open I wish that my dad was here. When we called him, he hung up on us after saying he
better not get a call from the police about me mooning someone or flashing my boobs. I don’t know what all of that has to do with but he didn’t even give me a chance to tell him we were getting married. I can’t dwell on it because then I’ll back out and I want nothing more than to become Mrs. Zander Cage right now.
Madonna’s Like a Virgin starts to play as I try to do the dance like I saw in the video. It was a bride that did a choreographed dance down the aisle at her wedding. Well of course my dance isn’t choreographed seeing as I just decided I was going to do it, but in my head I look like the shit. I’m also solo opposed to the massive bridal party that she had, but I won’t let that stop me. Shimmying and swaying my hips back and forth as I bust out the lawn mower and sprinkler as I’m making my way down the aisle I look up at Zander I see him trying not to laugh, his brothers already losing that battle. I shrug my shoulders, oh well it’s my wedding.
When I get to Zander he pulls me up against him and kisses me sweetly on the lips. When we pull apart I sigh. “I get your sweet kisses for the rest of my life,” I whisper making him give me another sweet kiss emphasizing my point then we turn to Cher. I stare at her for a moment because it’s almost like I’m in her presence. I feel like I should bow down and worship her or break into a rendition of half breed. Focus Savvy!
I face Zander and can’t help the tears that start to form in my eyes. This is the man, my lobster. I am going to wake up to this man every day for the rest of my life.
He brings his hand to my cheek wiping a few of the tears that broke free away. “What’s the matter baby, having second thoughts?” Clearly nervous I’m going to back out I shake my head no.
“Never. These are happy tears,” I smile up at him as I see the relief on his face.
Cher begins the ceremony which is beautiful. We said our vows and placed our rings on each other’s finger. Not only did Zander pick up my engagement ring, but also both of our wedding bands. Seeing him with his ring on is such a turn on for me, knowing that anytime another woman see’s that on his finger they will know he is all mine. He can just raise his hand in the air like a cop’s badge and yell out “I’m taken mother fuckers!”
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