Wait For Me

by Alexis Noelle

  “Carter, I told you I am not there yet. Not all of us can be like you and fall in love in a day. Then again, I am not a woman that cries at sappy movies like you either. Things are okay. Actually, they are pretty fucking great. Nic is so hot, and I love how she will give my shit right back to me.”

  “Yeah, that’s what you need, too. Are you guys coming to dinner this Sunday?”

  “I can’t. I told Nicole I would go to her cousin’s wedding with her.” I know he is going to give me shit for this, so I brace myself. He looks up at me and starts laughing hysterically.

  “Please make sure Nicole takes pictures, because this will definitely be entertaining!” I kick him under the table. “Shit! I was just kidding, dude.”

  “Can I be honest for a minute?”

  He stops laughing and looks up at me. “Yeah, what’s up?”

  “I don’t know how to do any of this shit. Weddings, meeting her family and friends. I have no idea how to act like a boyfriend, because I never wanted to be one.” I’m still not sure I want to be a boyfriend, but I definitely want Nicole.

  “Listen, it really isn’t as hard as you think. Just be yourself.”

  “Have you met me?”

  He starts laughing again, but then stops and looks back up at me. “I get that you are worried they won’t think you are good enough, but let me ask you one question. Do you care what her friends or family think of you?”

  “No, I don’t give a shit about them. I just don’t want her to be embarrassed to be seen with me.”

  “If Nicole didn’t like who you were, then you know she wouldn’t have wasted almost a year waiting for your stupid ass to get a clue. So, just be yourself, but not too much.”

  This time, it is me laughing. I just hope Carter is right. Now that I have Nicole, the thought of losing her scares the shit out of me.

  * * *

  Sleeping alone last night sucked. Nic always spent the night at my place on the weekends. I have to be at the church for the wedding at three today, and without her here to give me the wake up calls I love, I slept till twelve.

  I eat a quick breakfast and then go into my room to get dressed. Nicole said I could just do a dress shirt and pants, right? I look down at the shirt I have on right now, it is black and had the phrase “cool story, babe, now go make me a sandwich” on it. This would definitely not be wedding appropriate.

  When I walk into the church, it is pretty packed. I see a seat in one of the first couple of pews, but aren’t only close family members supposed to sit up there? I take the seat anyway, because I will be able to see Nicole better from it. I see a bunch of guys come and stand by the altar in tuxes. They must be getting ready to start. When the music starts, everyone turns around to face the back of the church.

  Nicole is the third girl to come out, and my dick gets hard just seeing her all dressed up. She has this pink dress on that hugs the curves of her tits just right, it clings to her waist, and stops just above her knees. Her hair is down and curly the way that I love it. Is it a sin to have a hard on in a church? It would probably be more of a sin if I pulled her into one of the confessionals right now and…all of a sudden the music stops and everyone stands up.

  Shit! I can’t stand up right now and let everyone see what this girl does to me. I hear someone clear their throat and, when I look over, Nic is looking at me. She lifts her head up to tell me I should be standing. All right, if she says so.

  The bride comes down the aisle, but I can’t look away from my girl. I also can’t believe how much I enjoy calling her that. I have been saying it more and more these days. It makes me proud to know that she is mine. I never got that before now. I would always hear guys talking about their girls, and would just think to myself that they sounded like idiots. The only things I ever associated with relationships were drama, clingy girls, and boring sex. I could safely say that none of that was going on with us.

  I get lost in my thoughts of Nicole and before I know it, everyone around me is clapping. When I look up to the altar, the bride and groom are kissing. Did I really just zone out for the entire ceremony? When they walk down the aisle, the girls and guys start to follow. When it is Nicole’s turn and I see the guy loop his arm through hers, I can’t control the low groan that comes out.

  Nic told me they needed to take pictures after and that she would meet me at the hotel where they were holding the reception. Most people went into the room and started to eat appetizers, but I’m not moving from the front of the hotel until she gets here. Not only am I excited to see her, but I need to make sure that Mr. suit and tie keeps his hands to himself. At this point, it has been over an hour. I am just about to call her, when a limo pulls up outside of the hotel.

  People start to file out, and then I see her. She is so fucking gorgeous. She looks up and smiles when she sees me. I can’t help but smile back at her, until Mr. suit and tie comes out right behind her. I start walking over to her just as he is reaching out to grab her hand. I wrap my arms around her and pull her to me. “Sorry, buddy, this one is taken.” I lean down and kiss her, just to make sure he gets my point.

  I can tell he didn’t expect her to have someone here, but he’ll just need to get over it. “Hey, babe! I thought you would be inside.”

  “I wanted to wait for you. Come on, let’s go.” I start to walk into the hotel but she grabs my hand and pulls me to a stop.

  “J, wait, I can’t go in with you.”

  “Why not?”

  “Because I’m a bridesmaid. The DJ introduces all the bridesmaids and groomsmen, before he introduces the bride and groom. You should go in before me, and I will come sit with you.”

  I really don’t want to leave her with the idiot that is trying to get in her pants, but she isn’t giving me a choice. I bend down to kiss her again. “All right, I’ll see you in a couple minutes.”

  I go to sit at the table and see that the card next to my seat has Nicole’s name on it. Thank God, we are sitting together at least. The DJ starts to play music and introduce people one by one. The first two couples are doing funny walks and things like that, causing everyone to laugh. When he says Nicole’s name, I see her walk out with the douche from earlier. They walk out holding hands and, when they get to the middle of the dance floor, he spins her a couple times and then dips her low. If he moves his face closer to her, just an inch, I am going to get out of this chair and kill him.

  As promised, Nicole walks over and sits down next to me, but I catch her before she can sit and pull her onto my lap. She looks back at me and smiles. My heart rate starts to even out, now that she is with me. When I look over at lover boy, I give him a smirk, making sure he knows she is mine. The bride and groom have their first dance, and then the DJ calls the bridesmaids and groomsmen back out to the dance floor for the bridal party dance. Nicole gets up and I start to follow her.

  “Jason, wait, this is the last thing I have to do tonight, but you can’t come.”

  “Why? What do you have to do?”

  “It’s the bridal party dance, so I have to go dance with my partner.”

  “You have got to be fucking kidding me, Nic.” I am not going to last an entire song watching her dance with that asshole.

  “I’ll be right back, and then I’m yours for the night.”

  She starts to walk away, but I pull her back to me so that she is pressed against me. “You’re mine every night.” I lean down to kiss her, and when she pulls away, I see her blush.

  Watching her walk off to dance with another guy almost kills me. Then, after a minute, when the bastard turns to me and winks, I have to hold onto the chair to keep myself from charging over there. That is when I realize that Nicole had asked me to hold her phone for her earlier, and I hatch a plan. I walk onto the dance floor and right up to them with her phone in my hand. “Hey, babe, your dad is on the phone and he says it’s important.”

  “Oh, okay. I have to take this, Eric. My dad never calls.” I follow her off the dance floor, but not before turni
ng back to Eric and returning his wink from earlier. She goes into a room that is attached to the reception, so she can hear when she answers the phone.

  When I close the door, I make sure it locks behind me. “J, no one is there. Did he say what it was about?”

  I turn around to face her, closing the space in between us and backing her against the wall. “No one called, babe, but I needed you away from that douche and in my arms where you belong.” I start to skim my hand up and down her bare thigh.

  “Really, Jason? Do you understand how immature, childish, and—” Once I run my finger over her sensitive spot, she stops. “God, that feels good. You have to stop, though, we can’t do this here.”

  “That’s where you are wrong, babe.” I lower myself onto my knees and start to move her dress higher. “We can and we will. I locked the door and I have been waiting for this since I first saw you earlier.” When I lift her dress, I see that she has on a tiny, lace pink thong. I slipped it down her legs, and before she can protest again, I bury my face in her pussy.

  She immediately grips the hair on the top of my head and starts moaning. She always smells and tastes so good. I grip her ass hard and pull her against me even tighter.

  “Jason! Please, don’t stop.”

  I move one of my hands from her ass and thrust two of my fingers inside of her. “Baby, you are always so wet and ready for me. I love how tight your pussy is and the way you sound when you scream my name.”

  I start stroking her inside and feel her muscles start to clench. I know she is close, so I move up to her swollen clit and suck it into my mouth. When she comes, she cries out, and I am thankful that the DJ had his volume turned up. After I lap up all of her sweet juices, I stand, and, before she knows what is happening, I sink myself into her.

  “Fuck, Nic!”

  She wraps her legs around me as I brace her against the wall and pull the top of her dress down. I lean in and start to kiss her beautiful tits, taking each of her nipples into my mouth and slowly grazing them with my teeth. After all of the build up with her today, I am already close and from the way she is acting, I know she is too. I thrust into her a couple more times. Then she starts to claw at my back.

  “Jason!”

  When we come together, it is always so fucking perfect. We are standing there panting and recovering from what happened when someone knocks on the door. Are you kidding me right now?

  “Nicole, it’s Heidi. Are you okay?”

  “Shit, it’s my cousin,” she whispers to me. “Yeah, I’m fine! I’ll be right out.” She giggles and then looks back at me. “All right, Tarzan, you ready to do this thing?”

  I just look at her and laugh, “I guess that will hold me over until later, babe.”

  She stands up straight, straightens her dress, and then smacks me on the back of the head, “You are such a pig.”

  She starts to move toward the door, but I grab her and pull her against me. With her ass pressed against me like this, all I want to do is keep her here. “You love it, baby, and you know you are excited for later tonight.” I smack her ass, then move to the door, and hold it open for her, “Let’s get this over with.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Nicole

  I can’t believe he just pulled me off the dance floor, and did that to me in there! I feel like I say that a lot when it comes to Jason, but he is absolutely crazy! Not that I don’t love it. He is so jealous and possessive, but if I’m telling the truth, I love it. After spending all that time waiting for Jason to come to his senses and notice me, it feels great. He looks gorgeous tonight, too. He has on a tight black button up that hugs every muscle on his well-defined chest, and a pair of black dress pants, which make his ass look fantastic.

  Thank God Eric is not at our table because he is definitely getting to Jason. I am so happy he came with me tonight. One, because Eric has been constantly hounding me at every pre-wedding event and two, because it is nice getting to go out with him and do normal couple things. It is a sit down dinner, which is nice, because we have never gone out to a nice dinner before. Let’s face it, neither of us has a job right now, so our diet usually consists of pizza, ramen noodles, or mac and cheese.

  After dinner, the DJ starts playing more current music and trying to get people on the dance floor. This is the part I am really excited for. I can’t wait to see him dance. He always refuses to dance with us when we all go out, but he isn’t getting out of it tonight. I start to pull him toward the dance floor and once he realizes what I am doing, he starts to pull away.

  “No way, babe, not gonna happen.” His hands are held up in surrender.

  “Come on, Jason, please?” I pout at him, hoping that will push him over the edge.

  “I will be perfectly content to sit here and watch you shake that beautiful ass.”

  He sits down on his chair, so I go over, sit on his lap, and lean down to whisper in his ear, “You know, I’ve been to our room already, and there is this really big Jacuzzi tub. I was so excited earlier when I saw it, because all I could picture was me riding you in it. However, if I have to spend all night dancing by myself, I might be too tired.” I drag my teeth over his earlobe and then walk off to the dance floor. Not even a minute later, I hear his footsteps behind me.

  He leans down close to my ear, “You are lucky, after that little speech, that I don’t drag you upstairs now.” My insides clench just thinking about it.

  The first couple songs I can tell he is uncomfortable, but after that he starts to loosen up. Line dances are big at weddings and I can’t even explain to you how much joy I get out of watching him do the electric slide, the cha-cha slide, and the Cupid shuffle. Even though he gave me so much crap for them. The slow dances were my favorite; being able to be so close to him was one of the best feelings.

  I know I love him, I can feel it every time I look at him. It completely overtakes me and makes me want to never let him go. Even though I’m sure of my feelings, I also know he is in no way ready for me to say it.

  After the last song plays, I walk over with Jason to see Heidi and say our goodbyes, “Heidi, this is my boyfriend, Jason. Jason, this is my cousin Heidi, a.k.a. the new Mrs. Bailey.”

  He smiles and shakes her hand, while she just stares open mouthed at him. I am used to this reaction when it comes to Jason, but really, she just got married!

  We head up to our room and I almost take Jason up on his offer to carry me. My feet are killing me from the heels I insisted on wearing the whole night. When we get into the room, I collapse on the bed and I swear, I could have fallen asleep fully dressed, until I hear the bathtub running.

  I walk into the bathroom and see him sitting on the edge of the tub, “I seem to remember a very indecent proposal I received earlier.” He stands up and starts walking toward me. ”Now, I endured the dancing to all of that horrible music you listen to.” he is so close to me now, and he smells delicious, “I’m cashing in on that promise now.”

  He turns me around and slides the zipper of my dress down, making it fall in a pile at my feet. I didn’t wear a bra with it, so now I am left standing here in just my panties. I turn around and start to unbutton his shirt, kissing each new area of skin I uncover along the way. Once I have it off, I slide down onto my knees, and begin to work on his belt. In one motion, I pull down his pants and boxers, and then take him in my mouth.

  “Fuck!” He grabs a handful of my hair and holds me to him.

  He is so big, it is hard to get all of him in my mouth at once, but he tastes so good. I slide him out of my mouth and start to lick trails up and down his long shaft, sucking in his tip each time I get to the top. He pulls my head back and stands me up, then walks me over to where the tub is. I slide down my underwear as he climbs in. He holds his hand out to me and, once I am in, pulls me down on top of him.

  I crush my mouth to his, feeling like no matter how close we are, it will never be enough. He is so hard and I can feel him throbbing. I can’t wait any longer, and in one quick motion, s
ink myself down on top of him. “God, that feels so good!” I place my hands on the sides of the tub and start to move up and down on him, enjoying the slow, rhythmic feeling.

  Jason rests his head back and lets out a series of curse words, some of which I have never even heard combined before. “Baby, this feels so good, you make me want to come so fast every time.”

  I love that I have this effect on him, because let’s face it; he has a lot more experience than I do. I start moving myself up and down quicker, and from the way he is gripping my hips, I know he is close. When he moves his hand down and starts to stroke me, I lose it. Thank God he does at the same time, because I collapse on top of him. We just lie there in each other’s arms for about five minutes before I climb off of him.

  “I really need to wash all of this hairspray and crap out of my hair.”

  “Would you um…want me to?”

  “You want to wash my hair?”

  “I don’t know. Isn’t that something that girls like? Carter says he does it with Maddy all the time.” I can’t help but smile. Has he been talking to Carter and trying to get tips?

  It makes me so happy that he is really trying. He is showing me that this is about so much more than sex, even though that in itself is fantastic. “Sure, that would be nice.” I move in between his legs so that it is easier for him. He grabs the hotel’s little bottle of shampoo and squirts the entire thing into my hair. “Was that the whole bottle?”

  “Uh, yeah, I don’t know how much to use. You have a lot of hair.” His voice sounds so unsure, which is different because Jason is usually so confident in everything he does.

  I just shake my head and laugh. He really has no idea about anything having to do with girls. It is amazing how someone, who practically has girls falling at his feet, has no idea about dating.

  I already knew that his hands were talented, but when he starts massaging my head, I decide they deserve an award. I think I almost fall asleep. He helps me rinse out my hair. Then, we both get washed and get out. I take advantage of being at a hotel and throw on one of their fluffy, white robes. I am brushing my hair in the bathroom mirror when he comes up behind me. He is still wet and looks amazing with just a towel wrapped around his waist.