by Marci Fawn
The conversation is amazing. I’ve been so obsessed reminiscing about Cherie’s body I almost forgot what an amazing woman she really is… Not just stunningly beautiful, but funny as fuck and sweet as can be, too.
“Do you want dessert?” I ask her, after we’ve finished our main meal.
“Hell yeah!” She laughs. “I’ve been eyeing that chocolate fudge cake all night. There’s no way we’re leaving until I’ve had some.”
“Okay, great.” I breathe out a sigh of relief. I have more time to compose myself for the perfect end to this wonderful evening.
As our desserts are set in front of us, I get a burst of courage and just run with it, before she even has a chance to take a bite.
“Cherie?”
“Hmmm…” She glances up at me.
“I love you.” The first time I’ve said these words to her out loud. I can’t believe that it’s taken so long! I should have said this a million times already.
“I… I…” She’s a little taken aback. “I love you, too.”
“I always have, from the very first time that I saw you in that seedy bar. I always fucking will, baby – sorry, I’ll stop cursing.” She laughs, and it makes me smile as well.
“I haven’t just spent these years apart protecting you; I’ve been planning for our future, too. I’ve been saving up, making money and setting aside a nest egg for us… and Ellie Rose, too.”
Her face is ashen, as if she has no idea where I’m going with this.
“What I’m trying to say is…” I pull a small box out of my pocket. About a year ago I made a decision that this was what I wanted, so I started working towards my plan. I bought this gorgeous, princess-cut diamond ring, and now that moment for its unveiling is here.
It’s all been building up to this… this moment, just the two of us.
I could wait for this until we’re more settled, but what’s the point? I know what I want, I’m pretty sure that Cherie wants me, too. We can figure out our life from this point forward, just as long as we’re together. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.
“I want you to do me the honor of marrying me. I will love you fiercely forever, I will protect you, and I will ensure that our family is provided for. I will be the man that you deserve. Ever since you walked into my life, I’ve been a changed man. You’ve made me better. You’re stunning, sweet, kind, sexy as hell and just the perfect woman for me.”
The tears are filling my eyes, but it’s okay because they’re streaming down her cheeks, too. I finally get up from the chair, and down on one knee in front of her. We start to attract the attention of the diners, but I don’t care. This moment is all about me and Cherie.
“So, will you make me the happiest man alive and become my wife?”
Her hands slap across her mouth as the color comes flooding back into her cheeks.
“Yes. Oh my God, yes! Axel, I can’t believe it, of course!”
I pick her up and swing her around in my arms. People start cheering and clapping around us.
She said yes!
In that moment, everything becomes worth it. All of the shit that I’ve been through in my past no longer matters; it was all leading to this. Me, Cherie and Ellie Rose, starting our family for real this time. And we’re going to do it in the right way.
“Come on.” Cherie is grinning. “Let’s take this cake home and go back to your place. Bridge has the kids all night, so we’re free.”
“Sounds great to me, dirty girl.” I grin, kissing her passionately. “Let me show you how much I’ve missed you…”
38
Cherie
As we walk back to where Axel lives, I can’t help but keep glancing at my ring. It’s perfect – understated, pretty but glamorous. It just proves how much Axel really knows me.
And now I’m going to be his wife!
“I just can’t believe it, Ax.” I squeal. “We’re getting married!”
We’re both on a real adrenaline high, acting like crazy school kids. This is officially the best day of my life. All of the waiting, the loneliness, the stress, the single mom stuff… it all seems worth it now. It’s as if my heart refused to move on because I knew that he was coming back all along.
“Believe it, baby. Things are about to change now!”
We stagger through his front door, his lips already on mine. We’re kissing and stripping like horny teenagers, and my heart is pounding with excitement. I feel my dress leaving my body and tumbling to the ground. The feel of the material scraping my skin sends shoots of desire through me.
Axel pushes my underwear clad body against the wall. I can already feel his erection busting through his jeans and I become the sensual, passionate woman that only he can make me.
I part my mouth and tilt my head back, begging him to kiss me. Instead of responding in the way that I thought he would, he starts to press his lips along my collar bone, which makes my mouth run dry with desire.
Oh God, it’s really me and Ax once more.
Then, his fingers start to tease the waistband of my underwear and I almost lose it right there and then. I’m so wet, so desperate for him that I almost scream. He trails his fingers down, pushes my panties aside and slips a finger inside of me, giving me a little bit of what I need.
“Oh fuck, Ax!” I can no longer keep it inside anymore. “Ax, I need you. It’s been too long, I’ve missed you so damn much.”
His other hand reaches up and unhooks my bra. His thumb starts to work its way around my nipple, making my whole body feel like it’s on fire. He stares at me the entire time, allowing me to lose myself in his dark, brooding eyes.
“I love you,” he tells me, before leaning in for a hot, ferocious kiss.
I don’t get a chance to respond to that because I’m being swallowed by his lust and it feels so damn good.
I fumble with his trousers; wanting them gone so that I can hold him, feel him in my hand. He shrugs of his suit jacket and almost rips off his shirt. As soon as he’s naked, too, I trace my hands along his torso, noticing that his abs have become even more sculpted than I remember.
Then I slowly run my fingers down to where he wants them, grabbing his length with both hands.
“You’re so big,” I gasp into his mouth. “You feel amazing.”
I remember how huge he is from before. But holding him here, feeling it for real once more, is slightly overwhelming.
“Take me here,” I pant.
I’ll never make it from here to the bedroom, or even the couch. I want him to fuck me up against the wall in his hallway, right here, right now. This is exactly how I want our reunion to go. Hot, sexy and dirty.
Axel takes himself out of my pumping hand and angles himself at my entrance.
“You’re amazing, baby girl,” He says, slipping himself inside of me.
I groan loudly, feeling every inch of him guide his way inside. Axel is taller than me, but I still have my heels on, so it works perfectly. He’s rubbing against my clit with every single movement and it feels fucking wonderful.
“Oh fuck, Ax, I love you so much!”
He wraps his arms around me, kissing me whilst thrusting powerfully. I get lost in the rhythm of our bodies, the smell of Axel smothering me and the rising tide of bliss that’s crashing inside of me.
“I’m so close,” I pant.
“Wait.” Axel cries, pulling himself out of me.
What the fuck?
I glare at him angrily. What the hell is he trying to do to me? Does he not know how much I need this?
“I’m sorry baby, but I need you to straddle me in those heels. You look sexy as fuck.” He rubs my arm, but I throw him off. “My dirty girl.”
He grabs a hold of my hand and guides me towards his front room, giving me no choice but to follow. I take a little glance around, drinking in all of his gorgeous home. He has absolutely everything that anyone could ever want – how the hell has he managed that? Including – amazingly – a giant shag pile rug in the middle of the floor
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“Oh god!” I cry out.
My bad mood evaporates. Now that I’ve seen it, I want to do it there, too.
Axel sits down on the rug, staring up expectantly at me. I keep my gaze fixed on him while tugging my underwear down. There will be no pushing them aside for this…
“So beautiful,” I hear him murmur and I sort of feel like I agree. He’s the only man to make me ever even think that. I always thought I was plain before, definitely not something exciting to look at. How has he done this to me?
I stand over him, letting him get a very good look at all of me, before I playfully push him into a lying position. He doesn’t break focus, until I climb on top of him and push him inside. He throws his head back and closes his eyes in elation.
“Eyes open,” I growl in a similar way that he did to me all that time ago.
His gaze snaps right back up. “Yes, ma’am.” He grins before moaning in ecstasy once more as I start to move.
I love being on top and in control because I can make things amazing for both of us. This time, when the waves of pleasure start to build, they are even more intense. It’s as if the delayed gratification has made it that much better.
His hands find my hips and he grins me against him, pushing me so low his cock bumps against my cervix.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, my voice shaky and uncertain. I’ve never been brave enough to fuck like this… It’s like he pushes all the right buttons, makes me go crazy with lust and so fucking confident at the same time. “I won’t last long, baby…”
“Neither will I,” he breathes against my neck, moving along with me. We’re so lost in a world of our own, we don’t notice anything else. I focus on Axel, on my husband-to-be. His eyes are locked on mine and he’s grimacing, holding back. I lean down and kiss him lightly, making him groan my name against my lips.
“Don’t hold back,” I beg him in a shy voice. “I need you to cum now!”
“Fuck,” he curses out loud, and I grind harder. Axel can’t stop cursing, saying my name, begging me to keep riding. “Fucking keep going, baby, I’m so close.”
“Cum for me,” I whisper in his ear. “Give me another baby.”
“Fuck, Cherie!”
“I love you, Axel,” I cry out as I orgasm with him.
“Oh, fuck,” he grunts, exploding below me. I feel his cum filling me up, the warm liquid running out of me and making a mess on Axel’s lap. “I love you, too, baby girl.”
This time, as we collapse next to each other exhausted, it’s as a newly engaged couple, and that fills the room. We’re confident, comfortable, relaxed.
This is it now. Me and Ax, forever.
Epilogue - Cherie
I putter around our little house in the countryside, rubbing my swollen belly. I’m pregnant again—this time with twin boys—and all of our lives are about to change forever, all over again.
We’re living on the outskirts of the city these days, so I can still see Bridgette and her family whenever I want, and Ellie Rose can still go to her school, but we’re far enough away that we can avoid the chaos. These were my stipulations when Axel and I decided to sell our homes to find somewhere bigger to combine our lives…and boy did he deliver.
It’s absolutely perfect. Even better than I could have ever dreamed of.
Because I got pregnant again so fast, we had to get married quickly to allow me to fit into a slim-line dress. That meant our wedding wasn’t a lavish, over-the-top affair, but it was perfect for us. That’s what I wanted anyway. We only invited the people closest to us, so it felt intimate, quiet, and wonderful. It allowed the children to join in and have fun, too.
We wrote our own vows, which I’ve memorized forever.
“Axel, I vow to love you, to be with you, and to support you forever. We’ve been through more trials and tribulations than anyone I know, but we’ve made it. We’re still here together and we always will be. You’re strong, powerful, and masculine, but also caring, sweet and romantic. You’re my world and I love you.”
“Cherie, baby girl, I love you and Ellie Rose to death. And now our little family is about to get bigger.” This drew stunned gasps from the audience; we hadn’t told anyone that I was expecting back then—not even Bridgette! “You’re the loveliest, sweetest girl I know. You’re my opposite, which means that you complete me.” His eyes started to tear up at that moment, and we both almost lost it there and then. “Now come here and kiss me, wife.” Luckily, this last line made everyone laugh, breaking the tension.
Then we shared our first kiss as husband and wife. It was a breathtaking amazing day. One that I’ll never, ever forget.
Then we went back to our five star hotel for the most amazing wedding night sex ever. We did that instead of going on a honeymoon, because neither of us could bear to leave Ellie Rose for too long, and we were already in the middle of moving home, so it was far more practical.
“Come here, Mrs. Lake,” Axel had growled at me the second we’d entered our room. It had been a long and tiring day, but I was wired and excited—ready for what was about to happen.
“Ooh, I like the sound of that!” I grinned, moving closer to him and wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. “Mrs. Lake, Axel’s wife!”
We were extremely horny and desperate for each other. We’d been waiting to escape for some alone time for a while, and we were both glad to finally have that.
“Let me give you a sample of what married life is going to be like,” he announced before pulling me in for a deep and passionate kiss. Even though we both knew where this was headed, we took a second to just enjoy each other’s lips. We were no longer just Cherie and Axel—we were a team, a unit, a married couple.
But then Axel started to slip my dress over my head, unable to contain himself any longer. Luckily, I had gone for a simple dress design. It would’ve been very difficult if it had been a complex corset with all sorts of fancy fastenings to unhook and untie. He might have just lost it there and then.
It was simple and elegant…just like me.
“Fuck!” Axel said when he caught a glimpse of my white satin wedding night lingerie. “You somehow look virginal and slutty, all at the same time.”
“Just the look I was going for!” I laughed before pulling off his tuxedo jacket. “Now as sexy as you look dressed up smart, I’m more interested in what’s underneath.”
He started to unbutton his shirt slowly, teasing me, but I couldn’t take it, so I quickly grabbed it and tore it off, watching the buttons fly everywhere.
“Impatient dirty girl.”
Then his pants fell to the floor, revealing his black underwear.
“Take them off as well,” I said. I grinned and gestured, wanting to see him completely naked. He complied quickly, showing me just how excited he was, and his long, hard cock throbbed, desperate for attention. My body pulsated with pleasure in response, but it wasn’t time for him to feel how wet I was…not yet.
Instead, I walked over to him, keeping my eyes trained on his face, and then I sank to my knees.
“What are you doing to me?” Axel groaned as he realized what I was about to do.
I grabbed his cock with both hands, wrapping my lips around it. As I bobbed my head up and down, watching his legs tremble under my touch, I hoped that my wedding makeup—complete with deep crimson-red lipstick—was making this even more visually stimulating for him.
“Fuck, Cherie, stand up!” he begged after only a few moments. I could feel that he was already getting close, so I complied.
After all, we still had a lot more to do to each other…
He leaned in and kissed me hard, almost taking my breath away. Then he lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him while he carried me over the dresser, where he sat me down.
At first I thought he was going to fuck me right there and then, but then he sank to his knees, too. He glanced up at me as I ran my fingers through his freshly-groomed hair, and he slid a finger inside me, feeling my slick desire.
“So wet for me, baby, and still so tight…” he growled.
I gasped loudly, unable to formulate a coherent response.
Then he finally went in for the kill. He tongue found my clit and flicked repeatedly over it in the most wonderful pattern that my body had ever experienced. I swelled and contracted with pleasure, almost collapsing right then and there.
As his mouth worked my center, his hands travelled up my body, exploring every inch and curve of me as if it were for the very first time.
“Fuck, Axel, I…” I panted, but I was too lost in ecstasy to even form a sentence.
He finally stood up, leaning over me. His powerful, muscular body made me swell with pride—this was my husband. We were bound together now, and the claim was well and truly staked. Axel Lake was mine forever.
His cock found its way to my entrance and he slid slowly inside. Every thrust sent me further backwards, until my back was pushed against the cold, hard mirror, and the contrast in sensations sent my body wild. Hot, cold, hard, soft…it was almost too much for me to take in all at once.
Then Axel had another idea. “Get down. I want you to watch yourself being fucked,” he said.
I did as I was told, wanting that, too. I wanted to have all sorts of new experiences with my husband, and this was going to be the first of many.
He bent me over the dresser and angled himself so that we could both see ourselves, and then he slid back inside me with a hard thrust, making a gasp escape my mouth. He slammed in and out of me, using one hand to cup my breasts and play with my nipples, and the other to work my clit.
Seeing us both writhing in desire in the reflection was amazing. It added so much to the experience, and I reached a climax that much quicker. Seeing Axel’s face contorted in pleasure at the same time as mine made the bliss feel extra special, and I never wanted the moment to end.
After our amazing sex, we collapsed onto the bed and snuggled into each other’s arms.
“I love you, Mrs. Lake,” Axel said. “Always and forever.”
