I jump and ask, “Do you mind?”
With a look, he slowly lowers his head down to my neck and whispers in my ear, “I will put my hands wherever I want from now on. Fallon, you and your body belong to me, and you will not tell me how, when, or where I can lay my hands.”
I’m shocked, but at the same time extremely turned on, when I feel him squeeze my ass cheek again.
Once our pictures have all been taken, we’re now led to the tent. It’s amazing. It’s now night time, and the tent has been set up with crystal chandeliers giving a golden glow to the space. We do all our official duties. We cut the cake, and the toasts are given. We eat, then we have our first dance as a married couple. Gabriel’s gaze never wanders. It’s almost like we are in our own world.
Once we have finished our dance, it’s announced it’s time to throw the bouquet and garter. My flowers are thrown and caught by someone I have never met.
Theo then comes behind me and says, “If you will allow me.”
He grabs my hand and leads me to the center of the room, where he places a small box on the ground.
“Please, my dear, place your foot on the box. I will hold your hand for support.”
I do as I am told. My slit is high and exposes my leg all the way up past my garter. Theo can’t help looking at my exposed leg. I look up and see Gabriel staring back at Theo with anger, then I see Gabriel catch my eye. His eyes begin to travel down to my leg. He starts his descent towards me like a predator ready to strike. He bends, looking back up to me. For a brief moment, he does nothing. I then feel his hands on my ankle, and he slides his hands very slowly up my leg, sending shivers throughout my body. The crowd whoops and hollers, but Gabriel never falters in his slow movements toward my garter. Once there, he stops. He looks back up at me, and it’s then I see the devilish look and grin. He precedes to put his mouth on my ankle, then slowly travels his tongue up to my garter, all while caressing my thigh and the back of my knee with his hand. It’s so sexy that I’m embarrassed and turned on all at the same time. He reaches my garter, grabs it with his teeth, and slides it down my leg. Once done, he glances back up to me, and I am breathless once again.
Gabriel stands, and Theo pulls me closer to him. Gabriel turns and throws the garter; I notice Zander not even trying for it. I then see Liam push a guy out of the way and grab it in the air. He winks at me and wraps it around his arm, then Liam comes to my side and asks for a dance. I leave Gabriel with Theo and dance with Liam and several others, including Frederick, Carlos, and lastly Zander. I have not seen Gabriel since I left him with Theo.
I decide to search for Brittany. She came to the wedding on the arm of Frederick.
“There she is.”
I find her at the bar, talking to Vin. Curious...I’ll have to ask about that another time. As for now, I take her to a private area in the tent and we gush over the wedding.
I tell her, “I’m so happy you’re here, Brittany, and I see you came with Frederick.”
“Yeah, Catherine picked a very handsome date for me. He’s very polite and respectful. I hope I can keep him as a client.”
“Oh, I didn’t realize you were working.”
“Fallon, I’m always working, but I’m glad for it. Maybe one day I’ll be able to stop and find me a man like you.”
I jump when I hear some ruckus. Vin starts following Gabriel out of the tent. I follow to see what’s going on. I see Miles being held by two security guards and yelling my name. Gabriel punches him and continues until Vin and Zander grab him and hold him back. Miles shifts over once he notices me and tries to speak. Gabriel turns and grabs my arm harshly and tells me to go back into the tent. I listen, and about a half an hour later Gabriel returns and tells me it’s time to leave.
We say our goodbyes, then we’re escorted to our limo by Vin and Zander.
27
Gabriel
Today’s ceremony was beyond perfect. Fallon was radiant, and her dress was classy but sinful. Her breasts were perfectly placed to be exposed, yet not enough to be vulgar. I was having such a hard time keeping my hands off her. After our nuptials, I had no choice but to lead her into the first room I could find. If it weren’t for the wedding planner, I might not have been able to stop, even though I knew it wasn’t the right time, or the way I wanted to take my virgin bride. I still could have killed the person who knocked and disturbed us. My wits soon came back, and I released her, promising myself tonight I would have her.
When it was time for the garter toss, I found it very interesting it was Theo who held Fallon’s hand and led her through it. She held on to Theo’s hand, then put one foot on the box, which exposed her long leg. I saw Theo take notice, which pissed me off. I wanted – no, I needed to stake my claim. I might have taken it a little overboard in retrieving the garter, but I wanted to make sure every man in that tent knew she was mine and not meant to be fucked with.
Once she left to dance with Liam, Theo put a hand on my shoulder and said, “Well played, my boy. Don’t worry, I was simply admiring your wife. My taste lies in a more mature woman.”
“I expected you to have a date to my wedding. I’m surprised you didn’t bring one.”
With a smirk on his face he says, “Well, Gabriel, I do in fact have a date. Your mother was very gracious to allow me to accompany her to your wedding.” I’m stunned, but before I can say anything he asks, “Have you found our little problem?”
“No, but I have some leads. I have a crew following them. If he’s found before I get back from my honeymoon, he will be placed on ice until I get back. Don’t worry, though, I will find him.”
“I’m not worried, Gabriel. I know you’ll do what’s needed. I just want to be in the loop on your findings.”
I leave Theo to go into mother’s office to finish some phone calls. I want to make sure everything is in place for our honeymoon. My first call is to my crew, to find out if there has been any progress on our hunt.
When I return to the tent, I’m greeted by some of our guests. That’s when I hear some loud noise from outside. I turn to see Vin coming towards me. He tells me in my ear Miles was found on the grounds, looking for Fallon.
I don’t wait for him; I go straight to the noise. Miles is being held by security, and he starts to yell for Fallon. What the fuck is wrong with him? Does he not know it’s my wedding day and Fallon is now mine? I fucking tell him as much and punch him as hard as I can. I keep going until Zander and Vin grab me and pull me back. I watch his gaze lift and look behind me; I follow his eyes to see Fallon standing there.
I shrug the guys off me, grab her arm, and tell her, “Go the fuck back in – now!”
She listens, and once she’s gone I turn my glare back to Miles. I try to go back in for more of him, but I’m stopped and Zander drags me away.
“Stop, brother. Gabriel, he’s just drunk. He knows Fallon is yours. Just fucking calm down, man. Fuck, this is your wedding day, and you just scared Fallon. Don’t let that fucking shit ruin your day.”
I know he’s right, but I can’t stop wanting to kill Miles for coming for her.
“How the fuck did he even get on the grounds?”
“I don’t know. But I’ll take care of it.”
I tell him I’m fine, then turn to leave him as fast as I can. I know it’s not his fault, but right now I don’t care; I just need someone to blame. I head towards the bar. I just need a drink to calm me. Once I have myself in check, I go to get my bride.
Zander and Vin walk with us to our limo, where I put Fallon inside. Before I can move, Zander grabs me by the arm and asks me,
“Are you fine? I won’t allow you to leave with her if you’re not. She doesn’t deserve your wrath.”
“Fuck you, Zander. I’m fine.”
“Gabriel, make sure. Because I’d hate to come for you, brother, but I will.”
I nod and enter the limo.
28
Fallon
We leave the grounds. On the ride, Gabriel is quiet. He
’s not holding my hand, or even sitting close to me. I feel like I should say something, but I’m scared.
“Gabriel.”
“I tried to call you last night and today, Fallon, but you didn’t answer. My calls were sent to voicemail. At first I thought you were just busy, but now I think maybe there’s more. Is there more, Fallon?”
“Yes. I turned my phone off.”
“Why, Fallon?”
I jump at his tone. “I...I turned it off because Miles has been calling and I didn't want to be bothered with it anymore.”
“You mean, you’ve been talking to him?”
“No, Gabriel. I talked to him one time after you took me from his house. I told him I was going to marry you and he needed to leave me alone. He didn’t listen, and he has been trying to get in touch with me ever since.”
“I thought you told me he didn’t touch you? That you never even kissed him. You lied?”
“No, I didn’t, Gabriel. I didn’t lie. I promise you. I don’t know why he keeps trying. I just don’t know.”
“Enough! Where’s your phone?”
I point to my purse. Gabriel digs through it and finds my phone. He discards my purse, rolls the window down, then throws my phone out the window.
“I will buy you a new phone, with a new number.”
The rest of the car ride is spent in silence. I can’t believe this is how the day is going to end.
The car stops, and Gabriel leads me out. We are at a beautiful, historical looking townhome.
“Is this yours?”
“No, it’s ours. Time for you to remember everything is ours now.” He’s still upset.
Gabriel opens the door, turns to look at me, then picks me up to carry me through the doors. Without a word, he brings me upstairs and straight into his...our bedroom. He gently puts me back on my feet, and I take in my surroundings. From behind, I feel him softly caressing my neck. He slowly starts to undo my buttons and zipper, then I don’t feel his hands anymore. I hear the door shut, and I turn to see he’s gone. What is he doing? Is he coming back? He can’t plan on leaving me here...I mean, it’s our wedding night.
While looking around the room, I notice my bags have already arrived. I open one to take out my lingerie, then find the adjoining bathroom. I remove my wedding dress, shower, and ready myself for Gabriel’s return. I slip on a long white satin and lace gown, then take my hair down and brush through it. When I’ve finished, I see he still hasn’t returned. I wait while looking around the room. It’s very masculine in colors, traditional in style. Once I start to believe he won’t be back, I fold back the covering to the bed and lay down. Sleep takes me fast.
Gabriel
I carry her to our room and help her out of her dress, then stop. I just can’t. My rage is still there, and I don’t want our first night together to be ruined. As bad as I want her, it’s her first time, and I don’t want to frighten her. So, I leave her there alone. I turn my back on the night and leave without a word.
I hear the noise from water running and close my eyes to the image of her naked body in my shower. Unable to listen anymore, I go outside to the back yard and sit. I light a cigar and think of my wife, who is all I ever wanted. I allowed my temper to take her touch from me. I tried to blame her for Miles going crazy. How can I, though? Any man with eyes would go to the ends of the world if he thought he had a chance with her, but here I sit smoking my cigar instead of loving on my wife and making her a woman, making her mine.
When I can no longer stand it, I climb the stairs. Opening the door, I see Fallon sleeping in my bed. I take her in for a minute, then sit in a chair across from her. I watch her chest as it rises and falls. This is the second time I’ve watched her sleep, and I will never tire of it. Her eyes open now, and she sees me. She slowly sits up and pushes the sheets off her. She stands and starts to walk to me.
“Stop.”
She suddenly stops as I take in her beauty. The satin slip of the gown she wears covers nothing. I can see the outline of her breasts and the shape of her hips.
As I sit back, I say, “Take it off, Fallon. I want to see what belongs to me.”
She starts with the thin straps holding the gown up. She brushes them down her shoulders one by one, without ever taking her eyes off me. As it falls to her feet, she still holds her eyes on me as I caress her body with my eyes. She has nothing else on, and she is perfection. With no movements on my part, her trance is now broken. Her eyes drop and fall to the ground. I see shame coming off her.
I stand and go to her. Lifting her face, I tell her, “Fallon, never cower to me, baby. Never be ashamed. You and your body are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”
I take my hand and begin to drag it down her neck.
“I’m sorry. I let my jealousy take over. I know you did nothing wrong. I fucked up. I ruined our night.”
“Gabriel, I never...I mean, I never kissed anyone before or after you. I never did anything with –”
“Shhh, baby, I know. I know you’re mine, and I know you wouldn’t let anyone touch what’s mine.” She nods her head. I kiss her forehead, then her cheek and neck as I whisper in her ear, “Don’t be scared. I want you, but I want you to want me, too.”
She moans and says, “I do, Gabriel. I’ve always wanted you. Please, Gabriel.”
I lean down and kiss her. I need to slow my movements, to control my hunger for her. I want to put her at ease. With one hand on the back of her neck, I devour her mouth. My other hand slides down her body. I can feel her shiver from my tender caress. My hand finds her breast, and with a gentle touch I feel her nipple rise into a hard pebble. My mouth leaves hers, and I start kissing down her neck, continuing my descent until I have her nipple in my mouth. My tongue slides over the peak, then circles the pink surface. As I repeat the action to the other breast, she moans and trembles under my touch. As I take my teeth and rake them over her enlarged nipple, Fallon begins to moan louder. My hands start to slide down her body to her hips. Her skin is soft, like silk. I grab her by her ass and lift her off the ground. She wraps her arms and legs around me. I growl from the heat of her pussy coming through my lower shirt. I lower her onto our bed. From where I stand, I can see she’s flushed, her skin is a lovely shade of pink. She is so turned on, and that’s exactly where I want her.
“Do you want me, Fallon?”
“Yes, Gabriel.”
Locking eyes with her, I start removing my shirt one button at a time. I follow her gaze while she watches my shirt fall to the floor with anticipation. My expectation of shyness from her never comes through. As I start to remove my pants, her gaze never falters, leaving me there standing in my boxer briefs, rock hard. I slowly place my knee on the bed, making sure to hold my weight as I go to lie on top of her.
She stops me by putting her hand on my chest and saying, “Show me. I want to see all of you. I want to see what’s mine.” She uses my words back on me.
Shit, she has no idea what she is doing to me. I stand back up and slide my black boxer briefs down my legs. She sits up on the bed. Her gaze now travels all over my body as she suddenly gasps.
She says, “I want to touch you.”
“No, not now.”
I can’t have her hands on me right now. I won’t last. It will send me over the edge.
I move towards her and gently guide her body back down, spreading her knees with my body. I start with her mouth, then kiss my way down her body. I keep going lower until I’m facing her pussy. It’s bare and glistening, but not enough for me.
“Gabriel, what are you doing?”
“I have to taste you, baby. I need to know what you taste like.”
Before she can stop me, my tongue runs from her clit to her tight hole, then back up. She suddenly attempts to move as her legs tighten around my head. She tries to stop me. I grab her legs and push them. I make it so her knees are bent, then keep pushing until her knees are even with her chest.
“Hold your knees, and don’t let go.”
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“Gabriel, I can’t. It feels –”
I quickly stop her from what she was about to say.
“It’ll feel good, I promise.” She nods her head. “Let me make you feel good, baby.”
She nods again. She grabs her knees and does as she’s told.
I look down at her fully exposed; my god, what a sight. She is so wet already. My mouth finds its way back to her clit, sucking and devouring. Her breathing picks up as I lower my tongue. I lick all her juices. God, she tastes so sweet; this is the taste I’ll enjoy for the rest of my life. I push into her with a finger, and she gasps. Jesus, she’s so fucking tight. Moving back toward her clit with my mouth, I gently add another finger to try stretching her. Her back arches, and she lets out a loud moan. I groan back in return. Just her sounds could be my undoing. Curling my fingers toward her G-spot, I firmly press and massage it, continuing to move my fingers back and forth until I have her trembling in an orgasm. Her juices flood my fingers as I lick it all, making sure I don’t miss a drop. Her body falls back down, relaxed.
Kissing my way back up her body, I take a nipple in my mouth and ever so lightly nip at it. Her skin is now completely flushed. I love that I could do that to her.
In a husky voice, I ask, “Did I deliver?”
“Oh God, Gabriel...I’ve never.”
I kiss her, not allowing her to finish. I’m nowhere near finished with her.
“Spread your legs wider, baby. Let me in. Let me feel you.”
She keeps her eyes on me as she spreads her legs wider, just like I asked. I rub my cock all over her pussy, getting it lubricated with her essence.
“Are you ready, baby?”
She nods, and I don’t hesitate; I can’t. I push through, stopping right when I get to her barrier.
“God, Fallon, you’re so tight. So perfect. Do you feel how tight you have me wrapped?”
She winces in pain and looks at me dead on, then lifts her head to kiss me. I push through the thin membrane, causing her more pain, but I never stop our kiss. I kiss her through the pain. Once I feel her body release some of the tension, I start to move out slowly. I push back in and out, carefully, not wanting to cause her any more discomfort. Once I hear her small moans, I close my eyes and start to take my pleasure from her. My movements become faster and stronger. She wraps her legs fully around me. As I open my eyes, I see her in full pleasure, with her mouth slightly open. As she begins to pant, I’m crazed with the feeling of her warmth.
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