by Mia Ford
“A take away with the girls and the babies… not what I had planned.” When Al sees my expression he rapidly changes his tune. “Oh, but it’s fine.” He mentally seems to beg Katherine for help. “I like that plan.”
“I’ll tell you what, Al, if it makes you happy, you can choose the food. How does that sound?”
Just I thought it would, that sparks an argument between Katherine and Al about what we’re going to eat - I never thought the day would come when I was grateful for it - giving me the chance to snuggle Tamara in closer to me. “I’m sorry if I worried you,” I whisper to her. “That wasn’t my plan at all. I didn’t mean…”
“No, I know. I just can’t help freaking out when it comes to memory stuff, that’s all.”
I rest my hand over hers. “Let’s just think about the wedding instead. That’s much more fun. Think about the dress, the flowers, the location… the fact that the babies will probably cry all the way through it…”
“Oh yeah, that’s true.” I feel her shoulders roll forwards as she relaxes. “That’s true. I’m sure they’ll ruin it for us. But I wouldn’t change them for anything in the world, even if they’re a nightmare.”
“I can’t believe this is supposed to be our nights and we’re the ones putting these two to bed,” I chuckle at Tamara. “And they aren’t even the kids! How does that happen?”
“I know, I know. But they drank too much so what can we do? We can’t send them home. Luckily, we have big enough couches for the pair of them to sleep it off on. They’re going to be hungover to hell tomorrow!”
“They will have to get up fairly early, I need their help setting things up.” I laugh and shake my head as amusement races through me. Nothing normal ever happens to us. “I suppose it’s good that I can keep an eye on them here. I wouldn’t want them bailing on me for the happiest day of our lives.”
“I can always help…”
“No way,” I insist. “You know I want you to relax and get yourself ready…”
She reaches up and brushes her fingers lightly across my forehead, searching for a bump that went down hours ago. Her touch feels nice though, so I don’t stop her ever though I could.
“I can’t help but worry about you. Especially if you’re going to throw yourself about trying to give yourself a head injury.” At least this time she says it with a bit of a smile. “What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack? Get revenge on me? Remember, my head injury wasn’t done on purpose…”
“Yeah, yeah, alright.” I grab her hands and tug them around my waist. “I know. I’m sorry. But now you know how it feels… it isn’t much fun, is it?”
She knows I’m only teasing her but she pinches me hard anyway. Then she raises onto her toes and she crashes her mouth against mine. “You know, this is almost our last night together as just a couple. Soon, we’ll be man and wife. Together forever… or at last untold husband number two anyway…”
“Don’t you dare suggest such a thing! I’m only getting married once and divorce isn’t an option.” I offer her a one shouldered shrug. “You might as well know that this will be forever.”
“Hmmm, that changes things. I don’t know if I can do it forever. That’s a really long time…” Her face breaks out into a smile when she sees my horrified expression. “Alright, fine, forever is doable. But only because I love you.”
“I love you too, even when you’re cruel to me.” I pat her on the butt. “Now, come on, let’s go to bed. Some of us have a lot to do in the morning.”
“Oh yeah, luckily for me I only have two needy babies to take care of. My day will e a breeze compared to yours.”
“Now doesn’t that feel good to admit?”
“You better run! I’m going to chase your ass up the stairs!”
34
Tamara
As we run to our bedroom I pause only for long enough to check in on the twins. They’re doing really well, sleeping a lot now which makes life a lot easier. When they wouldn’t sleep at the same time it was really hard, now it feels like we might have cracked it. I mean, it isn’t always simple, especially now that we both have such hectic lives, but we cope. Thank goodness they’re both sleeping well now too…
Logan crashes into the bedroom first with me not too far behind him. He falls onto the bed and I tumble with him, collapsing in a tangled heap of limbs in among the sheets. We giggle loudly, my laughter gets even louder as Logan’s fingers work up and down me, tickling me all over. I thrash and fight against him, but at the same time I want to pull him closer. I want to feel him everywhere, but not like this…
Eventually I drag his mouth to me and I kiss him hard. My hot lips mesh with his and I part his lips to dart my tongue inside. A deep moan bursts past my throat, creating a rumble in his. Logan grips me tighter, digging his fingers in as he pulls me further up his body. His touch is electrifying, it sets me on fire.
“Oh, Logan.” I brush my hands over his flaming flushed torso as I pull his tee shirt off. “You drive me nuts.”
He strokes my hips and moves his hands around to my butt, gripping tightly and tossing his head back with desire. I take advantage of his exposed throat and I brush my lips along it, stopping only to nip him every so often. Every time I pinch his skin he lets out a sound as if he’s in agonizing bliss. I love it.
Once his top flies over his head I grip onto his strong shoulders, hoisting myself up further. I sit straddling him while I pull my own top off, letting him see how red hot with desire my skin is. The pulsing need for him throbs through my whole body so he must be able to see it. It’s screaming out to him, pouring out of every pour. I reach behind my back and unhook my bra too before flinging it across the room over to the wardrobe where it lands on top. I giggle at the sight of it. This might not be where any of us saw our nights ending up, but I sure am glad that it did. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world but here.
“Take it all off for me.” Logan folds his hands behind his head. “I want to see all of you.”
“Alright, but only because we’re about to get married. I think you deserve a treat.”
I slide down off of him and move over to the music player. I put on a very soft sound, quiet enough for only us to hear since I don’t want to wake up everyone else in the house. I pad across the room, slowly swaying my hips as I get into the rhythm of the song. I’m no stripper, that’s for sure, I don’t even know if I’m any good at sexy dancing, but I can put on a bit of a show for Logan. It’s only a bit of fun anyway. This is the man who has seen me at my worst and still likes me a lot. I highly doubt my bad moves will put him off.
I hook my fingers over the waist band of my trousers and I tug them down tantalizingly slowly, working it into my dance moves. It makes me laugh every so often but actually Logan’s eyes have glazed over. He seems to be liking this a whole lot! As my trousers hit the floor, a guttural groan comes from his belly.
“Oh, you have no idea how good you look right now. Get those panties off already.”
I glance down at the plain black cotton pair I have on, the sort that I’m sure no man would bat an eyelid at, and I enjoy the lust filled look that Logan is giving me. If he wants this, I’ll give it to him alright.
“Fine, you just sit back and enjoy the show already.”
I dance for a while longer, feeling like a sexy goddess as I fist my hair. I bunch it up and let it fall causing Logan to rasp out my name. Then as I take my underwear all the way down, he cries out, probably too loud.
“Shh,” I chuckle. “Do you want everyone to come in and watch us at it?”
“I honestly don’t think I could stop right now, even if they did. Just come over here already.”
I climb up on the sheets, crawling towards him like a pussy cat. I keep my eyes fixed on his while I grind my hips in towards him, rolling my soaking wet slit over his throbbing cock. The material of his trousers is in the way, frustrating me like crazy. I can barely stand it. He’s pushing me over the edge already.
“Oh, get naked too, will you?” I command. “Don’t do this to me already.”
He pushes back into a sitting position and unbuckles his trousers. He thinks he’s going to tease me, to do it slowly, but I’m the one in control here. I press my fingers between my legs and push them inside of me while I watch him. My teeth chew down on my bottom lip as I tip myself further towards the edge of desire. My other hand runs over my breath, I flick my thumb over my nipple, I drive myself wild and it feels incredible.
“Oh God, Tamara, what the hell are you trying to do to me? I’m going to explode here in a moment.”
I smirk and pump my fingers into me faster. I can see a sheen of sweat glistening across his forehead as he grows increasingly turned on. But then he gets his revenge by wrapping his own fingers tightly around his thick hard cock and he strokes gently, intriguing me. He’s touching himself in front of me which makes me freeze.
“See?” he smirks. “Two can play at that game. It doesn’t feel so nice, does it?”
I crawl closer to him and peel his hand away. I replace his fingers with my own, slipping my hand up and down him slowly. Our eyes don’t break contact the whole time and I can feel all kinds of emotions flowing from him. Love is the main one, and that fills me up with a sheer warmth that I adore.
Soon, his breaths become too intense and ragged for me, so I climb astride him and I press him between my thighs. He brushes up and down my center, never quite slipping between my folds.
“I think… I…” Logan can barely get his words out he’s so on fire. “We should use protection.”
That throws a bit of cold water on me, but only because he’s so right. We’ve been careless before and I know for a fact where it leads. I don’t want that to happen again, not yet anyway. I’m happy with our family just the way it is for the time being. More babies just aren’t in the picture right now.
“Right, sure of course.” I jump back off of him and stand panting in the middle of the room. “Protection, yes.”
Logan falls off the bed completely and he moves towards the en suite bathroom. He grabs a condom from within there and smiles brightly at me. When he’s slipped the latex over him, he wiggles a finger and indicates for me to join him. I do without hesitation and as soon as I’m back in his thick, strong arms again, he slams me back against the wall. While we kiss, he lifts me from the ground so his erection meets my folds and he fixes me in place there. His tongue controls me then, his mouth takes all the power from my body, and he slides in.
“Oh, fuck!” I cry out in bliss as he thrusts powerfully inside of me. “Oh my God, Logan.”
He slams in and out, smacking my butt against the wall over and over again. I’m literally stuck between a rock and a hard place and I fucking love it. It’s making me see stars as pleasure rockets through me.
My body buzzes, it vibrates powerfully, it tips me over the edge. A scream tears free from my chest as I’m dragged deeper into the pit of abyss, making me lose all control of myself. Luckily, Logan is there to swallow up my cries or it’ll be me to wake the whole house up. I just have no control over me anymore.
“Oh fuck,” Logan’s voice bubbles. “I can’t… I don’t think I can…”
He slumps to the ground as the heat makes his knees weak. He falls back and I push him right down until he’s lying, then I control all of the thrusts so I can grab the last of the pleasure as it ripples through my body. I press my palm flatly onto his chest and move as hard and fast as I can.
“Oh God,” Logan groans. “Oh my God, I love you, Tamara, I love you so much.”
My name flies out of his mouth again and again as the pleasure swallows him up whole. They way he says my name is pure seduction, it makes me fall even deeper for him too. “I love…” I kiss him all over his face. “I love you too…” Kiss, kiss. “So much, Logan Matthews. You have absolutely no idea…”
We collapse on the rug next to one another, panting heavily. All the energy drains from me, I feel it eking away rapidly. I feel flattened onto the floor, I don’t know if I can move ever again.
“You’re going to have to carry me to bed. I can’t move.”
“That’s fine with me.” Logan finds some amazing strength inside his body somewhere and he pushes himself into a standing position. He scoops me up in his arms and holds me close to him. “It’s time for sleep I think.”
He rests me back onto the bed and kisses me gently on the forehead, his lips leaving a tingling imprint behind. I want to lift my hand up to touch it but I honestly don’t have the energy. I’ve been completely drained of everything. My limbs are as pinned down as the rest of my body.
“I can’t be carrying you around like that when we’re married,” he teases. “I don’t want you to get used to that treatment!” His face breaks out into a smile. “So, I suppose that gives you one more day…” His eyes dart over to the clock. “Yep, it’s after midnight. You officially have less than twenty four hours so I’d take advantage of it while you can.”
“Oh, I will. I’ll have you carrying me down the aisle at this rate! But I suppose, we probably should get some sleep because it won’t be long before Katherine starts bossing us around again and telling us that we can’t see one another the day before the wedding. She’s really hot on that one.”
“Oh no.” Logan claps his hand to his forehead. “She better not be. I can’t keep way from you for all that time. I’ll go mad.”
I turn onto one side and kiss him hard, knowing exactly how he feels. We don’t spend any nights apart, I don’t know how we’ll cope with one. But I know Katherine well and she usually gets exactly what she wants, even if it drives me nuts.
“We better make the most of tonight then, hadn’t we?”
“Hmm, if you’re suggesting what I think you are, then I’m definitely up for that. Just give me like, five more minutes, okay?”
35
Logan
“Are you nervous?” Al whispers to me from where he stands just behind me. “She’ll be here in a moment.”
“I’m not nervous.” I shake my head maybe a little too rapidly, giving away my slight lie. “I’m fine.”
“Ooh, I can hear the babies! They will be here in a moment…”
“Will you stop winding me up?” I nudge him with my elbow. “I can hear them too, you know?”
I suck in a couple of deep breaths, trying to swallow back down my panic. I don’t know why I’m so nervous now, I’ve been calm for the last couple of days, now I’m freaked the hell out. Hearing the twins gurgling and playing in the pram, presumably being pushed by Katherine, only amps up the darting snake…
But then my eyes fall upon her. Tamara Owens in the most beautiful white dress cascading around her. Her raven hair is piled up on the top of her head, surrounded by a veil, but that isn’t the thing that makes her the most beautiful. It’s her shining smile, her bright eyes, the sheer look of love in her eyes. She’s stunning, and mine.
My shoulders roll forwards, I relax as she comes nearer. Having her nearby makes me the happiest man alive. And now I get to keep her here forever more. I must have done something right.
“Hi,” I mouth at her the closer she gets to me.
“Hello,” she mouths back as she glides down the aisle. With Katherine and the twins behind her, we’re finally all together again. My family is here. “You look nice.”
I cock one eyebrow, I look nice? She looks like a goddess. Truly stunning. I tell her as much when she gets close enough to grip onto my hands. I whisper over and over about how beautiful she looks until I’m interrupted.
“We are gathered here today,” Al booms out, loving his role as officiary as well as best man. I had my doubts when he first suggested it but now I think it’s the best idea ever. It keeps our ceremony even smaller. “To celebrate the union of Logan Matthews and Tamara Owens. A marriage that has been a long time coming, if you ask me…”
“No one’s asking you,” I bite back. “Now let’s keep this snappy before the twin
s kick off.”
“Alright, alright.” He rolls his eyes. “Fine. Shall we just skip to the vows then?”
“Yes, good idea.” I take in a deep breath. “Tamara Owens, I love you a lot, I think you know that by now.” She smiles knowingly. “And I’m so happy that we’re going to be married. To make sure you know how much you mean to me, I promise to be the best husband in the world. For richer for poorer, in good and bad health, until death do us part… I don’t know if those are the correct words…” We all share a chuckle. “But you get the drift. I’ll be faithful, loyal, trustworthy, and I’ll do whatever I can to make you happy every single day. You’re the girl from the train who shocked me, stunned me, turned my life upside down and made me fall in love.”
She chokes back a tear and smiles at me. “Oh, Logan, you should have let me go first. Now I’m a wreck.” She fans her eyes and tries to regain control of herself. “Okay, I’m ready.” Her voice cracks so I can tell this is going to be a quick one, not that I mind. We have the rest of our lives to share our love. “Logan Matthews, you have made me a happier, better person. You and the kids have made my life a sunnier, brighter place. I don’t know what I would do without you now. You’re amazing.” She takes my hands again and I can feel the deep shake in her body. “I promise to be the best wife ever too. I promise to… to make sure that we always have a happy and contented home, and that… we always have pancakes in for breakfast. Can you tell I’ve forgotten what I was going to say?” I squeeze her hands to reassure her. “I promise all the usual stuff too, but I think you already know that. I’m going to love you and be everything to you for the rest of our lives. We’ll have brand new adventures every single day, it’s going to be absolutely wonderful. I… I just can’t wait…”
I can’t keep seeing her struggle like this so I take control and I crash my lips into hers, sharing our first, hurried kiss as man and wife. Her soft grateful lips kiss me back just as hard.
“Urgh… I guess, you can kiss the bride then?” Al calls out loudly. “Honestly, what’s the point of me having this job if I don’t get to do all of the good parts? I’ve been practicing and everything.”
