Earlier “Maeve, you made it,” Doreen pulled Maeve into her arms as soon as she appeared at the doorway, panting from using the stairs because the elevators were so busy as a result of so many waiting guests at the hotel. It was her wedding day but she was already tired and rushed to the bathroom after breaking from the hug and allowing the warm shower to calm her. Doreen followed her and reminded her, “But you are forty-five minutes late.” She was already wearing her bridesmaid dress and had her makeup and hair done. Maeve turned off the faucet, pulled a clean towel, and began to wipe herself dry. She had already seen all the people waiting for her and thought to freshen up, though she already bathed before stepping out of her mansion but she was all sweaty and could not wear her gown like that. “I’m so sorry. The bitch was more difficult than I thought but she was lucky to relent before it was too late,” Maeve recounted whilst putting on a towel robe. She stepped back into t
All comments were reserved until it was time for the reception. The staff of both Scott's Automobiles and Cambridge incorporated made it to the wedding in their numbers so the unexpected twist caused mouths to open agape. The video was a shocker and everyone was happy that Maeve did not get married to Dylan but never in their wildest dream did they expect her to get married to Gabriel, after all the public displays of their hate for each other before Gabriel’s sudden declaration of his love for her at her parent’s birthday party. The shock was so much that, even the gossip birds could not fly to carry the news across the waves. A lot of women were sad about the marriage because Gabriel was the man, they had eyes on so the disappointment was too much for them. Whereas Maeve and Gabriel’s parents were not left out of the shock, as her father scolded her at the high table. “Pumpkin, you silly girl, why didn’t you tell me you were going to get married to Gabriel? I would have increas
“Can we leave now? I can’t wait.” Maeve’s stomach fizzed with eagerness at those words, she smiled and was about to say something before remembering that there was a program to follow. “I can’t wait too but how do we make it out when it’s not yet time?” Gabriel chuckled. It was their wedding and everybody was there for their sake so why worry or fear leaving the venue earlier than expected? “You don’t have to worry about that.” Gabriel called the MC over and said something into his ears, the MC smiled and spoke into the microphone, “We all know how long of a day it has been. The bride and groom are tired and would now exit the occasion so the bride is ready to toss her flower now.” The single ladies were all already lined up, ready to catch the flowers and be the next on the bridal list according to the undying myth surrounding the bridal flower. Gabriel and Maeve walked to the middle of the aisle and Maeve threw the flower with all her might behind her. She expected the pers
“Please don’t pass out on me because all through the night, I’m going to take everything that belongs to me,” he said in a husky, pleasure-filled voice. Maeve was excited at the sound of the voice and she was equally ready for what she had desired for so long, she trembled at the thought of how it was going to be, already feeling the pleasureful spasms when Gabriel caressed her legs but not the way she expected from the first time he did that. Lifting her leg, he took her little toe in his mouth, sucking it gently, his other hand caressing her other leg, right to the middle of her thighs, Maeve began to feel strange, never knowing before that so much arousal could come from there and still wondering the reason why he always centered on her legs which to her amazement was nothing like she felt before. It was just sad that in her mind, she kept comparing the experience to that of her past life when she was married to Dylan before. No, she never derived this kind of pleasure before,
For now, her mind was only filled with pleasurable thoughts and she hadn’t planned an answer to give for how she got to know that she wouldn’t be pregnant until after two years. Luckily, she was already close to another orgasm, and so was Gabriel when Maeve spoke, pressing him tightly and grinding her naked chest over his with her nipple stimulating him, “Gab, faster. Ahhhh, I’m cuming again,” she panted, her breathing erratic and shaking violently, as Gabriel groaned, shivering, and pumping harder and faster, “I’m coming too. Open your eyes,” he said in a husky voice. “You are so sweet that I don’t want to come out of you. She opened her eyes and their eyes locked, their desires matching, as their lips pressed together again, whilst he released everything deep inside of her, breaking from the kiss and taking her nipples again, before finally rolling to her side. Gabriel pressed her tightly to his chest, as they both tried to catch their breath. Maeve snuggled against his naked
Dylan and Sandra’s wedding night “Sir, per the hotel rules, you have to hand over your phones before getting there,” the driver said politely, Dylan and Sandra frowned and Sandra retorted, “What? No way.” The driver was a little nervous, as this was the most difficult part of all. Pressing his lips together, he said seriously, “Well, you will not be allowed entry. The special honeymoon package is to make sure that partners engage each other in self-centered talks about themselves and their partners to build their relationship,” the driver said, not sure if he made sense but relaxed when he heard their next question. “When can we have it?” Dylan asked in a depressed tone. The driver smiled broadly and responded, “Tomorrow. When I come to take you home. I don’t think the people in front of your house would sleep there. We can get inside when they are away,” he spoke assuringly to them. Dylan took Sandra’s phone from her and added his before giving it to the driver since they inde
“Sandra what is wro…” Dylan wanted to ask what was wrong when he saw the movement of the insects in the plate, paused, as his eyes widened, and rather asked, “What is that?” He could not remain on the floor because one of the cockroaches was already headed his way, forcing him to jump to his feet. “Don’t just stand there do something about these cockroaches,” Sandra yelled, pushing the plate away and rising to her feet where she kept jumping and driving, the cockroaches away. Seeing them scattered all over the room, Dylan hissed, “Holy shit. Where is your shoe?” He asked. “Use yours,” Sandra said, her hands all over her body, driving away the cockroaches. Dylan used his shoe to kill the cockroaches and decided to call room service to send a janitor and also to chastise them but there was no telephone connection. At this juncture, he was beginning to wonder if this was the room Maeve booked for their honeymoon. It was just unlike her but when he recalled the poor décor at the
Cough! Cough! Dylan could not believe it until his eyes darted to both Maeve and Gabriel’s ring fingers and upon closer look, the hickeys were not hidden. “You married him?” His tone was a blend of anger and betrayal. Sandra was so shocked; she lifted her head. “They are both wearing a ring. When did they get married?” Dylan felt pain like never before. He was hoping to beg Maeve to give him a second chance, as he was planning to dump Sandra but it seemed that Gabriel won after all. It was just like when Maeve divorced Gabriel and agreed to marry him. If only he had been smarter in everything, especially with Sandra. They should have ended their relationship throughout the times Dylan was trying to get married to Maeve. How could he have known that Maeve would outsmart them with something so unpredictable? Dylan did not realize it until a tear dropped from his eyes. Maeve smiled and asked, “Where are your phones? I was wondering why you both missed our wedding.” Dylan was