by B. J. Harvey
She reaches down and fumbles with my belt, undoing it and my jeans before pulling them down just enough for my rock hard cock to spring out. I open my eyes and watch her as she spreads her legs for me, her eyes full of heat as I thrust inside of her, planting myself to the hilt, relishing the feeling of being inside my fiancée, the love of my life.
Bucking her hips against mine, I slide all the way out before pushing back hard inside of her again, her moans echoing through the room. Her hands snake around to grab my ass, her fingernails digging into the bare skin. We take our time as I worship her body in every way I can. Knowing that she is mine for the rest of my life has calmed me. I take my time to kiss her, the languid strokes of my cock amping up our bodies until we climax together, her body tightening around mine, milking me for all I’m worth as we slowly come back down to earth.
“I’m the luckiest son of a bitch in Chicago,” I announce with a grin as I stroke her hair away from her face, getting lost in those jade green eyes of hers.
“That makes me the luckiest girl then doesn’t it, fiancé,” she replies gently.
“I kind of have one more surprise for you, Sammy.”
She furrows her brows, her hands resting on my face as she struggles to pull her eyes away from the gorgeous antique ring on her finger. “More than this?”
“What would you say if I said that I want to marry you today?”
Her body goes rigid beneath me, her voice shaky when she can speak again. “How? We’d need a license first, and then there is the one day waiting period.”
I love that she knows this, but lucky for me I’ve already thought about all of that. I grin down at her, our bodies still intimately joined as my hips slowly move backward and forward, my cock starting to harden again.
I lean my head down and run my tongue along her bottom lip. “We can have the ceremony here today, then go down to the courthouse Monday morning. I’ve already made an appointment for us. Then we go back on Tuesday and get married in front of the Justice of the Peace, making it all legal.”
I pull back and watch her eyes go hazy again. “But today, in front of our friends, I am going to pledge my love and my life to you. For richer or poorer.” Kiss. “In sickness and in health.” Kiss. “till death do us part …”
I kiss her hard, devouring her mouth and robbing her mind of coherent thought as I pour everything I have into that one kiss. By the time I lift my head, she is nodding through tears again.
“Fuck, I love you, Sean Miller.”
“I know,” I say with a shit eating grin on my face. “I take it that’s a yes?” I ask with a quirked brow.
“It’s a hell yes! But wait, I don’t have a dress or anything.”
I chuckle, my body rocking against hers which earns a whimper from Sam. “All taken care of. But first …”
I thrust my hips against hers, my cock rubbing against her G-spot, sending a shudder through her body. Once again we lose ourselves in the moment as I take her on the floor of our living room, not stopping until she’s writhing beneath me, giving herself to me intimately, a physical acceptance of my proposal.
And let’s be honest, it’s kind of expected that I’d take my wife-to-be just hours before our wedding. It’s just my way.
Sam
Helen fusses over me as I smooth my hands down the white satin wedding dress. Helen explained to me that Sean came over to her place a few weeks ago and explained his plan. That he would be proposing to me in the morning, and by 2 p.m. we’d be married on his rooftop in a civil ceremony, to be followed up by a legal ceremony at the courthouse on the first available day afterwards.
Helen was in charge of choosing our flowers and our outfits. Sean knew that Helen would be the next best person other than myself to choose the perfect wedding dress and he was not wrong. The dress is a bias-cut, satin slip gown with a low draped back, a sweeping V neckline and gorgeous, embellished, lace sequins adorning both shoulders. The smooth satin feels exquisite against my skin with my barely there lace thong the only underwear possible under the dress. My hair is a wave of loose golden curls flowing down my bare back, pulled off my face by a matching lace sequined hairpiece, and to complete the look Helen has done my makeup soft and natural.
I feel like a princess.
A girly, feminine, sexy princess who is about to go marry her dominant prince charming. The one man who has always been her all.
“Oh shit.”
“What Sam? Shit, did I forget something?” she asks, her face suddenly full of concern.
“What about Mom? I guess she’s upstairs. I swear to god if she causes ANY grief today, I’ll lose my shit.”
Helen looks at me, suddenly looking tense, almost awkward. “Ah … yeah, about that …”
“What?”
“I made an executive decision. She doesn’t deserve to be here today. Not for you Sammy. You can be pissed at me, I probably deserve it but I didn’t want anything to ruin your wedding day. Legal or otherwise.” She looks at the ground, probably the only time in our thirteen year friendship that Helen has been meek and unsure of herself.
Fuck I love this woman.
“You are the BESTEST friend I could have ever asked for.”
“What?” Her eyes snap up to mine. “You’re not mad?”
“Fuck no! She would probably block the aisle just to stop me from getting to Sean. Screw that! Nothing is stopping me today. Absolutely nothing.” I step forward and give her a huge hug which she returns before pulling back.
I grab Helen’s hand and look at her watch. 1.55 p.m.
Shit. I’m just minutes away from one of the most memorable moments in a woman’s life. I feel the flutter of butterflies in my stomach, but for once, I’m not worried. I’m not even nervous. I’m excited. I look over at Helen and smile brightly at her.
“Babe,” she says, her eyes going soft. “If you don’t cut that shit out I’m going to start crying again and then I’ll ruin my makeup, and nobody wants to see that. So quit it!” she says with a smile just as there is a knock on the bedroom door.
She rushes to the door just as it starts to open. “Oh no, you don’t, Mr. Mill … oh. Hey, baby,” she coos, kissing Rico as he walks past her. He comes up to me, stopping a few feet away and scanning me from head to toe. “Você está linda,” he says softly, calling me beautiful, and I know he’s itching to hug me.
“Don’t you start, Rico, or else I’ll start crying, then Helen will start crying, and we’ll all be a right mess!”
He chuckles, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a long, white jewelry box. “Well, I think you might cry anyway, Sammy. This is a wedding gift from Sean. He told me to tell you ‘it was always meant to be you’ and that you’d understand the significance.
I bite my lip, trying to control my emotions. Rico hands over the box and my hand trembles as I open it up to see the most exquisite, white-gold diamond and sapphire necklace I have ever seen. I run my fingers over the pendant, a large, bright-blue sapphire which matches Sean’s eyes perfectly, encased in a circle of small diamonds, then surrounded by a circle of small sapphires again.
Rico steps forward and removes the necklace from my hand, looking at me questioningly before I nod my head, still trying to hold back the unshed tears that have filled my eyes. I turn around and carefully lift my hair off my shoulders as he places the pendant around my neck and secures the clasp. Lowering my hair, I walk over to the mirror and stare in awe at the sparkling jewel that has completed my wedding attire perfectly. Now all I want to do is run upstairs and tackle hug my future husband. That’s allowed, right?
Rico clears his throat to get my attention. “Sam, Sean has asked me to give you away today. Would you let me have the honor?”
I smile before rushing over to him and hugging him. “Of course, Rico. It’s perfect. My two best friends walking me down the aisle to the man I love.”
“Oh, God, that’s done it. Now I’m going to look like a drowned raccoon. Thanks a lot, babe!” Helen pipes up behind us, her voice
cracking.
Five minutes later, Helen’s makeup is restored to its previous pristine condition and Rico opens the door, leading us down the corridor and up the stairs to the rooftop.
As we pause at the top of the stairs, I hear the murmured voices of people talking, then a sudden silence just before the music starts playing. Helen gives me a long stare full of unspoken words of support and love, before kissing my cheek and whispering, “Twenty-five percent of people don’t have sex on their wedding night. Buck the trend,” in my ear. I burst out laughing as she winks at me, then spins around and disappears from view as she walks down the aisle.
I take a deep breath and feel Rico gently squeeze my hand reassuringly as the wedding march starts to play.
“This is it, baby girl. Time to marry your man.”
And that is all the words I need to hear as Rico and I step forward around the corner and I lock eyes with my beautiful man dressed in the most stunning tux I have ever seen.
I’m marrying the man I love, the only man I’ve ever loved. The only man who has seen the real me and who has taught me to embrace it.
The only man who has ever been it for me.
Sean
The music starts and my eyes are riveted to the open rooftop door, waiting for the first glimpse of the woman who will become my wife.
Helen has already walked down the aisle and beamed at me, her gorgeous, forest-green dress skimming the floor as she walks to the side of the celebrant and turns to face the crowd.
Then my heart literally stops beating in my chest as I see a wave of white satin flash through the door.
“Wow,” I hear Ryan murmur beside me but I dare not look away, I don’t think I could even if I wanted to. I’m too mesmerized by the vision walking toward me. She looks stunning … no, she looks exquisite, delectable, beautiful. My feet itch to meet her halfway down the aisle just to make sure she gets here faster.
I’ve battled her, I’ve pushed, provoked and fought for her, and I know in this moment I’ll continue to fight for her until my dying day. I’ll love and protect her, shield and support her, and wake up every morning knowing that I’m the luckiest son of a bitch to have her.
My Sammy.
My Blissful Surrender.
Epilogue song – “Be My Forever” – Christina Perri & Ed Sheeran
Master Table of Contents
Temporary Bliss
True Bliss
Blissful Surrender
Permanent Bliss
Dedication
Prologue – “How Long Will I Love You”
Chapter 1: “When I Grow Up”
Chapter 2: “Faithfully”
Chapter 3: “Last Friday Night”
Chapter 4: “Wild Wild Love”
Chapter 5: “Happy”
Chapter 6: “Be Okay”
Chapter 7: “This Is How We Roll”
Chapter 8: “My Girl”
Chapter 9 – “Marry You”
Bonus Content – When Mac met Daniel (Chapter 2 of Temporary Bliss) in Daniel’s POV
Bonus Content – Mac & Daniel’s First Christmas
Finding Bliss
Coming Soon … Crave
About the Author
Author Contact Links
Books by B.J. Harvey
Dedication
To SP & PP
The two best behind the scenes personal cheerleaders a girl could ever have
I cherish our friendship and nightly chats
I look forward to the day the three of us can sit down with a bottle or two
and laugh ourselves silly.
Thank you for being you.
Thank you for accepting me as I am,
Potty mouth, dirty mind, TG and all.
Prologue
“How Long Will I Love You”
Mac – Twenty months earlier
Since the guys got back from the bar, my dad won’t stop smiling at me. I’m thinking he’s drunk. I mean, he’s no spring chicken anymore, so I’m guessing that after a few hours and a few brews, he’s toasted.
Maybe he’s getting all sappy because his baby girl is twenty-five years old. Fuck knows, but it’s starting to freak me out. Mom is just mom, always rubbing my belly and talking to ‘her babies’ as she calls them. And the babies are kicking the shit out of me and doing what feels like triple somersaults inside of me. Fun and games.
The baby shower is awesome, but god I’m tired. I’m so fucking tired that I can’t wait to get home and relax. I might try squeezing into our tub, even if it means Superman has to hoist me out like a stranded whale. The embarrassment is the price I’ll pay for half an hour of weightless heaven.
“You okay, gorgeous?” Daniel asks, taking a seat on the couch beside me.
“I will be in about half an hour when I’m stranded in the tub again.”
He laughs and wraps his arm around me. I rest my head on his shoulder, one of my favorite places to be in the world.
“I’m looking forward to swooping in and saving your beautiful naked body from your nightly tub predicament, but unfortunately, Mom and Dad’s car broke down, so I need to go take them home. I’ve talked to Kate, and she’s going to take the L with you and make sure you get home safe. I’m sorry gorgeous, but I’m the closest, and Dad hates Triple A.”
“It’s fine. But can’t I catch a cab? I don’t think I’ve got enough energy to ride the L tonight.”
“The L goes straight to our place and will be quicker. Kate will help, and all of your presents and the baby gifts are in my car … well, what I could squeeze in. The rest will stay here with Kate until I can do another trip.”
“I suppose. You owe me for this, you know that, right?”
“I’ll give you anything, anywhere, anytime.”
“Really?” I say very slowly, the cogs in my head turning at warp speed. “That’s a rather big promise, Danny boy. You sure you can deliver on such a big promise?” I ask, smirking at him.
He growls before leaning over and kissing me, deliberately teasing me with his tongue until he pulls away and rests his forehead against mine, looking into my eyes. My libido just jumped from nay to yay in 0.1 seconds, and now he’s leaving me for an hour or two. Well, this sucks!
“Cock tease,” he murmurs against my lips as he gives me the softest of lip touches that I swear I can feel between my legs.
“Pussy tease,” I whisper, licking my lips and grazing his.
“Pleased to be of service. Love you, and you two be nice to Mommy.” He kisses me, then leans down and kisses my belly before standing. He walks over to the kitchen where Kate and my parents are tidying up the last of the dishes, and I see a strange look exchanged between Kate and Daniel. Hmm, wonder what’s up with that?
“Mac, you ready to get going? I think there’s a train in fifteen minutes if you want to try make it. Your parents are leaving, so they said they can drop us at the station.”
“Can’t they just drop me home? Then you don’t have to leave here. I’m sure Zander is due back soon?”
“Zan’s having dinner with Zach, so he won’t be home until late.”
“Yeah, and we … ah, we have to get back to the farm. Feed the animals and all that,” my dad says rather quickly. I swear to God everyone around me has gone crazy. I thought it was the pregnant one who got baby brain.
“You guys are all acting really strange, but I’ll go along with this harebrained plan. But you,” I point at Kate and narrow my eyes, “will have to stand up with me if I’m too big to sit down on the train, and you do not have permission to laugh at the round pregnant woman who has to be rolled down the aisle, okay?”
She sniggers and nods. “Okay. I promise not to laugh in your face.”
“Good enough.” I grin back at her.
Ten minutes later, Kate and I are standing at the platform waiting for the train to take me the three blocks to our apartment. Yes, our apartment. There is no way I’m moving back in with Kate. She’s happy playing house with Zander, and Da
niel and I are more than happy to stay in our apartment until after the babies arrive. Then we’ll reevaluate.
Finally, our train arrives, and I waddle in like a big bellied duck, thankfully finding a bench seat to plant my ass in without any rolling required. Kate takes a seat beside me and suddenly seems really nervous.
“Hon, what’s up? You’ve been acting weird since Daniel left. You okay? Is it Zander?” I put my hand on her lap, and she looks up at me and she looks like a kid that’s been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. I see her tapping her heel nervously on the vinyl floor and she keeps crossing and uncrossing her legs.
“I’m fine, why do you ask?”
“No reason.” I shrug my shoulders. This night has just been one weird thing after another. There must be a full moon or something.
The train stops and a big group of people hop on, obviously heading out for the night.
“Any plans for tomorrow?” Kate asks me, looking very distracted.
“At this stage, I’ll be sleeping in and lying on the couch. These babies don’t let me get away with much anymore. I’m too big, and I’m exhausted easily. Don’t get me started on the creative sex we have these days.”
“La la la, don’t want to know!” Kate says, putting her fingers in her ears, which just makes me burst out laughing. She looks up and nods, then stands suddenly. “I’ve just got to go somewhere, quick. I’ll be back.” She takes off down the train. What the fuck?
I turn back around to see Daniel standing in front of me.
“Daniel, why are you here? I thought you were helping your parents?” I ask, confused as all hell.
“I lied.” He shrugs his shoulders, offering me a bemused grin.
“You lied?”
“Yep.”
“Why?” My body tenses and I glare at him.
“There’s something I need to do.”
“Something you need … what the fuck, Daniel? Everyone is acting strange, and I’m so not in the mood for whatever shit is going down. I just want to go home, have a bath, and—”
I stop breathing when he bends down on one knee in front of me and takes my hand in his.
