Wedding Dreams: 20 Delicious Nuptial Romances

by Maggie Way

  Driving up the county road and along Stuttgart’s fence line, I saw the work truck for GCAC. I didn’t want her to see me, so I took the second entrance to the farm and came through the back gate. I found Glenn out riding on the ranger. He stopped me on the road out of earshot of the stables.

  “Hey, Flynn, what brings you out today?”

  “Ah, I was out running errands, and I thought I’d stop by and see Cherokee.”

  “He’s doing much better. Doc is down there with him now. Why don’t you go say hello. In fact, why don’t you take the ranger down there? I need to go up to the main house for a meeting, and I could use the walk.”

  I parked my car in the shade of a large, old oak tree and hopped on the ranger. Little Miss was going to be surprised, but I hoped it would be a good one for both of us.

  When I got to the stables, she was grooming Cherokee and having a one-sided conversation. Well, make that two-sided, if you can understand horse talk. She didn’t see me standing at the gate.

  “Does he talk back, Monique?” I finally asked.

  She froze with her back to me, her arm still in the air holding the brush. “How did you find me?”

  “Research. Why did you run out?”

  She slowly turned toward me and let her arm fall to her side. God, she was beautiful in a summer dress and boots, long blonde hair blowing in the wind and no exotic make-up or fucking pink hair.

  “You’re beautiful. Do you know that?”

  Her blue eyes danced when she smiled. She walked toward me. “Hi, I’m Chloe Howard.”

  “Hi back. I’m Flynn Davis. Have dinner with me.”

  She took a step backward and her smile went away. “I can’t.”

  “Can’t or won’t?” I asked while my gut clenched. She was shutting me down.

  “Both.”

  “Look, we need to talk about last night, and this isn’t the place.”

  “It’ll have to do. Start talking and don’t forget the bet,” she said while she started brushing Cherokee again, her back turned to me.

  “Okay fine, I’ll start with the bet. Some of the guys bet me I wouldn’t take a girl home and get lucky. Not because I couldn’t, but because I hadn’t since Courtney and I broke up eight months ago. I figured, what the hell. Then they picked you. That was the second part of the bet. When we started dancing, something happened between us. It got hot and heavy on the dance floor. And for the record missy, you kissed me first. We took the limo back to my place, and on the way, you were all over me. We didn’t have sex—we started to, but I thought maybe it was your first time, and you’d had too much to drink, and I’m ramblin’.” He paused a moment. “Let’s start over. Please have dinner with me.”

  She paused again and repeated her earlier moves, but this time, she wasn’t smiling when she approached me.

  “You bet on me?” She pointed her finger in my face.

  “No, I didn’t. The bet occurred while I was in Phoenix for a meeting. It had nothing to do with you.”

  “But you could’ve stopped it,” she pouted.

  I lifted her chin with my hand and saw her eyes water. “I did stop it. I didn’t make love to you because I wanted you to be able to remember our first time. It was me who said no. I was a gentleman when I realized how far gone you were. So, technically, I lost the bet, and I’d do it again.”

  She walked around the stall for a moment, and then she stopped just short of me. “I took your shirt. A white one. I didn’t think you’d miss it because it looked like you had a dozen more just like it. Some of the pink in my hair rubbed off on it. I hope the cleaners can get it out.” Then she started to laugh.

  “If not, we can dye it pink and I’ll wear it every day to remind me of you and how we met.”

  “You don’t even know me.”

  “But I want to and for me, that’s a huge step.”

  “Me too,” she whispered as her gaze fell to the ground.

  “What time and where do I pick you up?”

  “Where are we going?”

  “I know a great place out on the lake. It’s casual. Shorts, swimsuits, and flip-flops. What’s your number?” I asked, pulling my phone from my jeans pocket.

  She rattled off a number, and as I typed it into my phone, I realized it was to the animal clinic that I’d called earlier.

  “That’s the clinic. What’s your cell number?”

  Her eyes lit up with her laughter. “I haven’t given it out in so long, I forget it.”

  “Maybe this will help you remember,” I whispered against her lips. Then I claimed her mouth with my own. Our tongues danced and I traced the contours of her lips. She responded by gripping my arms and pressing her body tightly to mine.

  “Familiar, but I need more, my mind is still foggy.”

  I obliged by pulling her tightly against my body and holding her close with my arms wrapped about her. Her kiss was like magic, as if fairy dust had been sprinkled in the hay around us. Her scent was sexy and enticing, and masked all the smells of our surroundings. When I was with her, I couldn’t see, hear, or feel anything else.

  I was like a catfish on the line; all she had to do was reel me in.

  Chapter Six

  Flynn

  Little did she know, I was taking her to my family’s cabin at Lake Lewisville. As I packed my bag, I thought about how long it had been since I’d taken someone there and hoped that the evening ended up better than the one before.

  She was dressed in a pair of cut-off khaki shorts, flip flops, and T-shirt with her beautiful blonde hair hanging in soft curls. I noticed a beach towel sticking out of her large bag.

  “Did you pack your swimsuit?” I asked.

  “Yup.” She smiled.

  I opened the door for her, and she slid into my car. Before I put it in drive, I needed to taste her lips again to remind me I wasn’t dreaming. We were all over each other in the front seat. Passion thick between us. Then I realized maybe I would need to stop at the store and pick up something for later. I pulled away from the kiss to find us both breathless.

  “Wow, babe,” was all I could muster.

  I stopped for fuel and ran in for my needed purchase. I didn’t want her seeing me overly presumptuous with a box of condoms, so I went to the restroom and put the condoms in my pocket, disposing of the box.

  We drove up to the cabin, arriving about thirty minutes later. She changed into her swimsuit, and boy, did she ever rock a blue bikini. When I looked down at her belly-button ring, she gave me a horrified look.

  “You don’t like them?”

  “Like it, I love it. Last night I thought it was—”

  “I thought you said we didn’t…”

  “We didn’t. We played around, or should I say I played around and you enjoyed, but we didn’t.”

  “What exactly did happen?” she asked with her arms crossed over her chest.

  “You really want blow by blow? Well, that was a poor choice of words, but…”

  “Stop rambling. Yes, I want to know.”

  Miss Impatient.

  I pulled out the chair for her to sit at the bar, taking the seat next to her.

  “Things got heavy between us in the living room. I led you to my bedroom and after undressing, you went to your knees in front of me.” I paused as she began to blush and covered her mouth with her hand.

  “I pulled you up and put you on the bed where I enjoyed your body. You are quite the little animal and make the sexiest moans when you have an orgasm.”

  Her face reacted to my last statement. She turned red and hid behind her hands.

  “You climaxed on my fingers. I’m just sad you don’t remember it because you surely seemed to enjoy it.”

  She removed her hands and bit at her lower lip. “Yeah, me too, especially since it was my first.”

  “No freakin’ way. That was not your first.”

  “Not my first orgasm, but my first with a guy…well, you know. I own a vibrator and that’s the extent of it.”


  “Chloe, who’s mistreated you all these years?”

  “A long story for another day. You cooking or am I?”

  Saddened that such a beautiful, spirited woman like her had been disappointed, I wanted to know more. I sought the rest of the story, but not at the risk of pushing her away.

  We put on music, grilled our fish out on the deck, and danced like crazy. For someone who didn’t dance, she sure seemed to be enjoying it. When the sun began to set, I took her for a boat ride out on the lake. The water was surprisingly smooth, and when I killed the engine, it was like we were floating on air.

  The evening air was crisp or she was nervous because she huddled next to me and shivered. I took a towel and wrapped her up tightly, but what I really wanted to do was undress her completely and take her right there in the boat out on the lake.

  She reached over the side of the boat and put her hands in the water. “The water is warmer than the air. I’m going in.” She dropped the towel and jumped over the side of the boat, giggling. I guess she didn’t shut her mouth when she hit the water because she came of coughing and gasping.

  “Girl, don’t you know to shut your mouth before going in?”

  “Yes!” She splashed water at me.

  Since I was half wet, I decided to join her. She was right; the water was warm from the sun. We played and kissed, and she tried to duck me a few times before giving up and finally, simply held on to me.

  Chloe was a luxury that somehow had come into my life, and I was grateful for the past twenty-four hours. I couldn’t recall being any happier than I was at that very moment. I’d empty my bank account to those guys on another bet if they’d told me I was going to meet her.

  When she climbed into the boat ahead of me, I visualized what she looked like without anything on. Her petite, muscular frame had my cock at attention. When I stayed in the water, she noticed.

  “Coming up?”

  “It’s gonna be cold,” I lied. I needed cold—a cold fucking shower.

  “Get in the boat or I’m getting back in the water,” she taunted.

  When I climbed into the boat, her eyes went to my crotch where I sported an obvious erection, and of course, she looked down and back up to my face before giving me a huge smile. Lucky me, I’d had blue-balls for twenty-four hours because of her.

  Toweled off, I took the seat beside her, started up the engine, and drove us quickly back to the cabin with her huddled tightly against my side. She climbed out and waited on the dock for me to tie-off the boat. Then we walked hand-in-hand into the cabin with our eyes locked on each other.

  I wanted things to progress, and I felt she did too, but I wasn’t going to push, especially since I knew more about her and what she’d shared about her relationship with Scott while we were out on the boat. His loss was definitely going to be my victory.

  “You want the shower first?” I asked.

  “No, go ahead. I need to call Glenn and let him know I saw Cherokee trying to open the door again when I was out at the stables. Glenn just needs to agree that I’m right and move Cherokee to the other barn before he kills himself.”

  While I was in the shower, I heard the door open and saw her naked form approaching through the glass.

  “Is there room for two?” she asked, stepping into the tiny shower.

  “You stalled on purpose, didn’t you?”

  “Hmm, yup.” She paused and looked at the floor sheepishly. “I want to finish what we keep starting. I want you to make love to me,” she said before kissing me hard on the mouth. She’d made her mind up.

  “Not in here, babe. Come with me.” I stepped from the shower and tossed her a towel. We quickly dried off before I scooped up her luxuriously naked body into my arms and carried her to the bed. I’d started a small fire in the fireplace, and the ambient light was setting a great mood…as if we needed one.

  Hovering over her on the bed, I studied the fireflies that danced in her eyes and watched as she bit at her lower lip. The carefree, pink-haired party girl from the night before had vanished and in her place was a beautifully seductive, very feminine angel.

  She touched my face with her hand before gripping the back of my neck to pull me closer. Her mouth welcomed mine, and our tongues tangled aggressively. She tasted even sweeter than I remembered.

  I teased the tight buds of her nipples with my teeth, and she threaded her fingers in my hair when I nipped one hard.

  “Yes,” she moaned, arching into me when I nibbled my way down her taut belly.

  I teased at her ring, and again, she giggled, plainly very ticklish there. When I slid down to her sex, I noticed she was completely bare. As if I needed any more suggestion, my cock throbbed to be inside her. Obviously, she’d made up her mind before I even picked her up.

  She was soaking wet, and her clit was rock hard as I thumbed it. With her legs parted wide, I feasted on the slickness that was all her, and when I entered her with my fingers, she bucked in response. This time, there were no animal sounds, only moans of ecstasy as she clamped down hard on my hand. I felt the muscles in her legs tighten beneath me, and she grabbed at the bed with both hands. She was drenched in delectable juices that left my cock pulsing to get inside.

  I grabbed one of the condoms I’d put in the drawer earlier and opened the package. She took it from my hands and studied me.

  “Let me?” she asked.

  She was reading my mind.

  With Chloe hovering above me, I sucked in air at the sight of her. Mussed, fuck-me hair and wild eyes that lit up with mischievousness in the firelight. She placed her lips at the head of my cock, and I swear it was all I could do to keep from drowning her in cum.

  She was clumsy with her hands, and when she sucked on me, I could tell she wasn’t experienced in blowjobs, and I was grateful for that—actually hoping I was her first.

  She slid the condom down my shaft and slowly climbed up my body. When she lowered herself on me, I saw her wince as her pussy spread to accommodate me. When she was finally all the way down on my cock, she leaned backwards and rocked on me.

  Good God, she was so freakin’ hot.

  She rode me and fucked me and took charge like she owned me. When she came, she came hard, and when I came, I nearly passed out. Her body was limp on top of mine, and she didn’t move for the longest time.

  I pushed the hair back from her face, and she turned her sweet eyes up toward me and smiled. I loved her little button nose, and when she grinned, it wrinkled up with a crease at the bridge.

  She slid from my body and rested softly at my side. For a man, there was nothing that could replace those few moments after making love and holding a woman in your arms.

  “Tell me why you are still single. You’re obviously caring if you love animals. You’re gorgeous; you have cutest nose and a quick wit. And when you make up your mind, you act on it.”

  “Why do you say that? How do you know I’ve made up my mind about anything?”

  “Because of this.” I slowly touched her cleft and rubbed my finger over the smoothly shaved skin.

  She gasped in response.

  “It wasn’t like that last night.”

  “Okay, well, that is just one thing.”

  “The way you planned to walk in on me in the shower. Tell me I’m wrong.”

  “Okay, fine.”

  “And the way you got me out in the water. You wanted me to love you in the boat, didn’t you?”

  “Yes, but—”

  I moved her onto her back and straddled her. “And you want me again, now, don’t you?” I asked, hovering over her.

  She nodded and bit her lip.

  And I obliged.

  Chapter Seven

  Chloe

  I woke up with a hard, masculine body wrapped around me. His legs were between mine, and we spooned in the bed. The sun had yet to rise, but I needed up and didn’t want to wake him.

  I tried to recall the crazy chain of events of the last twenty-four hours and realized fate had a big
play in our coming together. Yes, I believed in fate, and I also believed things happened for a reason. Had I not been drunk, I would’ve blown him off. Had I not been attracted to him, I would’ve used the bet as a reason to ditch him. And besides, what bad guy has a Golden Retriever?

  The dog.

  “Flynn, wake up. Where’s your dog?”

  “At home. Go back to sleep.”

  “Who’s taking care of him?”

  “He has a doggie door, and the neighbor’s daughter gets paid amply to take him for walks. If I’m away, I text her and let her know. He loves her more than he does me. But since I’m awake, let’s get breakfast and go for an early swim.”

  “No, let’s stay in bed and—” I laughed as he flipped me onto my back. His face grew serious as I touched it. “I don’t want to be hurt, and I haven’t come to terms with why I feel like I can trust you, but if I back away—”

  “I’m not letting you pull back, Chloe. I’ve never been with a pink-haired crazy girl, but I feel something for you. It would be stupid to just stop now.”

  “I know. I feel the same way.”

  At first, he was slow and steady with his thrust inside me, but then his breathing came harder and faster and his face bore a look of determination. That’s when he held my hands above my head, lifted my right ankle to his shoulder, and drove more forcefully into me. When I came, I cried out in sweet passion, but he gripped my thigh with his other hand and kept going. And when I climaxed again, he came with me. His earthy moan reverberated through me with possession.

  I was his.

  We spent the morning in bed, talking and playing. A little of this and a lot of that. I loved to run my hands over his taut chest and abdomen. His skin was very tan, and it was obvious he loved the outdoors more than office work. We had that in common.

  “Why were you at Stuttgart Farms?”

  “I’ve invested in some of their horses. I’m part owner of Cherokee now, and he’s going to sire my next foal. Didn’t Glenn tell you?”