When I hear the engines begin to fire, I feel the plane tremble under my feet as it jolts forward from the instantaneous combustion of the fuel. Fearing for my life, I dig my nails into Brandon’s knee as I stare out the window at the surrounding area. I can already tell that this is going to be one hell of a ride because we have not even lifted off the ground yet.Swallowing hard, I cough when the flight attendant asks with a knowing smile on her lips, “Are you comfortable? Even though this will not be terribly long, it does seem to feel like it sometimes. Especially, when it is your first time flying.”Nodding, I barely hear a word she says as I stare out the window and begin to pray. Watching as the plane begins to move and then turn on the runway, I say loudly, “Yes, I have changed my mind. I can’t do this.” While turning to look at Brandon.His eyes suddenly become sad when he realizes what I am saying. Clearing his throat, he places a hand on mine and then furrows his brow
By the time we get off the plane and head inside the hanger, I feel so famished that my stomach begins to growl loudly. “Wow. Did you hear that?” I ask Brandon as I glance at him with a surprised look on my face.When he meets my gaze, I note that he has a smirk on his lips before he even says in a sarcastic tone, “I think everyone heard that, Sugar. What would you be hungry for? Food or perhaps me?” as his voice drops down quietly while asking that last part.“Hm. I think I want food first and then you. Can’t I have both?” I ask coyly as I flirt with him and run my eyes up and down his body.While stopping for a moment to hand the security guard our papers, my eyes travel down to the bulge in his pants. I find myself licking my lips in response before he leans close to my ear and growls softly, “I am going to make love to you all night long Mrs. Knight, just as soon as we get married.”Gazing into his eyes, I see a hint of desire that wasn’t there a minute before. “Sugar.” Br
After taking a few minutes to pick up our luggage, I hear the driver open the trunk and then quickly toss them inside before shutting it. When I hear the front door open, I know that we will soon be on our way to the hotel. Soon afterwards, we will find a chapel and get married.Realizing this, I suddenly feel on edge. When I start to feel like this wasn’t such a good idea after all, I look over at Brandon before he laces his fingers in mine and leans over to kiss me on the lips softly. Somehow, he knows how I am feeling and knows exactly how to help me start to calm down. However, when the nervousness begins to spread through me again, I swallow hard before asking shyly, “Do you feel it to?”As he returns his gaze to me, I see understanding in his eyes before he replies softly, “Yes. Everyone does. You never know if you are good enough to make it all last, so it scares you to try.”Knowing this to be the truth, I smile at him and then wrap my arm around his before trying my be
After I find out that Brandon not only reserved the biggest, most expensive suite in the hotel, but he asked that we not be disturbed tonight for anything, I decide that tonight will be the night to remember for the rest of our lives. Not only am I going to rock his world, but I will make him wish he had married me sooner. Laughing, I still can’t believe that we are walking out the door to go get hitched.“Sugar, do you have everything?” He asks sweetly before awaiting my answer.“Yes. I do believe so. Why? As far as I know, we just need our I.D.’s, right?” I ask hesitantly because at least that is what he told me we needed.He looks up as if he is thinking about it for a moment and then nods before saying, “Yep. I do believe so.”Shutting the door, he smiles and puts the key card in his black dress pants before he takes my hand and leads me to the waiting limo. This time when we walk out of the hotel, the limousine driver is an older man in his fifties with greying hair and p
Hearing those words, I gaze into Brandon’s eyes and see my whole future. There is no doubt there, only endless possibilities as he leans down to kiss me. However, when he hovers above my lips for a split second too long, I wonder exactly what it is he is thinking before he consumes me with an unbridled passion I have never felt before.As he kisses me no holds barred, I hear Peter from behind us clear his throat uncomfortably and then state, “That is quite enough. Save it for the hotel room.” Before Brandon releases me and we part.We both look at Peter quickly before laughing and then I hear him say, “You may take your license and you are free to go after you pay me.” I watch as Brandon nods and releases me before pulling his wallet out with crisp 100-hundred-dollar bills inside. Taking out five of them, he hands them to Peter quickly before taking the license and grabbing my hand. With a knowing look, Isabel skirts out of the way before Brandon runs into her. Smiling, she gla
Slugging Brandon playfully in the shoulder, I laugh and then grab the pillow before I hit him over the head. We were in the middle of a pillow fight when the phone rang. Of course, it was my mom. She was letting me know that she was finally able to go home. However, the minute I ended the call, the fight continued. Smiling, I drop the pillow and barrel headfirst into his chest, pushing him down on the bed and smiling like a little kid from ear to ear.Using his weight, he latches onto my wrists and pulls up onto his chest before devouring my mouth. However, when I break the kiss, I wriggle free and state, “I really should go to the bathroom. I’ve had to go pee for about an hour, but we were just having so much fun.” Giggling, I climb off the bed and rush to the bathroom right before I almost pee myself. After I flush the toilet, I walk over to the sink and glance in the vanity mirror at my reflection. In doing this, I know it is too soon to worry about a baby, but earlier to
“Of course, you are going to keep it. Why on earth wouldn’t you? And the last thing I want to hear is anything about me leaving you over something as trivial as that!” He exclaims with a hurt look in his eyes before leaning down to kiss me softly.When he straightens his neck, he stares into my eyes lovingly and asks, “Don’t you know by now that I love you? That means if we have an evil spawn, then I will love it too.”Smiling now, I can tell that he is going to be a shit head over this the minute he says it. Then out of nowhere, he scoops me up and carries me to the bed. While pointing at me, he begins to lecture me sternly, “Now, let’s see. First things first, we must find a baby doctor pronto to check you over. I need to know if we are going to be chasing around a little psycho for the next 18 years.” Laughing as he says the last part.Afterwards, he closes his eyes for a minute before opening them and I could swear that I see tears forming in the corners. As he stares at m
“Fuck me.” I cry out as Brandon bends me over the bed roughly with his fist wrapped around a few strands of my hair.I need to feel something because right now I am hopelessly lost. On the way home we got into a big fight about the waitress. The whole time I found myself wondering “Why didn’t he just tell her to go “Fuck off?”Honestly, if I had allowed a man to talk to me that way in front of Brandon, he would have gone ballistic and then punched him or something like that. However, when he didn’t stop her, I couldn’t take it any longer and decided that I would either tell him or I would combust. In hindsight, I guess screaming at the top of my lungs while walking down the street, probably wasn’t the best course of action. Especially, when I alarmed an officer, who a minute later decided that I was being kidnapped or harmed.When he turned to look at us, I saw his response immediately and it wasn’t a good one. Raising his hand up to his radio, I swallowed hard and realized exac
“Did you find a piece of paper that may have fallen out of my jacket pocket?” He asks hesitantly before climbing back onto the bed and running his fingers up the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. Glancing up at him, I swallow hard before answering flatly, “Yes. I threw it away because I called her and found out it was some chick you used to dick. I made sure she knew that you were married. Honestly, I shouldn’t have had to be the one to say this to her. You should have.” Sighing, he looks away into the corner of the room before he replies in a whisper, “I have always thought that there was something else she wasn’t telling me. When I found out she was pregnant, I needed to know. However, I will never completely know the truth now because I can’t contact her without that number.” Angrily, he looks down at me and then asks while sounding disgusted, “Why didn’t you just wake me up and ask me? Don’t you trust me? I mean, so many men touch you on that stage. The way you acted la
Waking up in Brandon’s arms, I find myself wondering how I am going to balance between being Mrs. Knight and yet still stay true to myself. After all, I have found out that my needs have changed, and I often wonder if I am not becoming a completely different person because of this stripping experience. Could it be that it has changed me beyond what I initially thought it had?While I lay here, I listen to Brandon’s soft snores before I climb out of bed to go to the bathroom. On the way, I glance at the mirror and am shocked at my appearance as I scamper past in hopes of making it to the bathroom in time. I must have drunk so much last night that I didn’t remember the rest of the night. Either way I look like hell and admittedly have even lost some weight over the last several weeks.As I rush to the bathroom, I stare at a small piece of paper poking out of his jacket and it makes me curious. So, after I finish my business and wash my hands, I tip toe back out and look over to wh
After watching the first girl go on while sitting next to Macy, I decide to find Brandon and ask something that has been bugging me. Remembering back to when I found a box in the back of the closet with another woman’s name on it, I couldn’t stop myself from wondering if there was another woman in his life? After all, why would he keep a box hidden in the closet? I can’t let it go or it will eat me up inside. Especially, after the display tonight.Walking up to the office, I hear him on the phone, so I quietly open the door and enter before shutting it behind me. Looking up from his desk, he fakes a smile as he begins to yell at someone on the other end, “How dare you? I paid for that. How can you just not deliver something I have already purchased and paid for?”I can already see the upset look on his face as he squints and then runs his fingers over his furrowed brow. Saying one more thing before he slams the phone down, “Just get it here, now!” He glances up at me and state
After what seems like hours, Macy finally spills the whole thing. “So, you met him here two weeks ago?” I ask excitedly to find out about her mystery man. “Well no. I met him here a couple months back when he handed me a couple hundred-dollar bills and asked to fuck me out in his car. I quickly turned him down and said that it is not how things work around here. Afterwards, he kept coming around every night and watching me like I was his prey. It was creepy, but I enjoyed his generous tips. Three weeks ago, he stopped coming around completely. I had briefly wondered what had happened to him, but when he pulled up next to me while I was walking home from work about two weeks ago and offered to give me a ride home, I finally accepted. After all, it was downpouring. That night, I asked him in for coffee and then one thing led to another, and we fucked. Well, I may or may have not forgotten to wear a condom.” She says with a guilty smirk on her lips and then runs her fingers o
“Dinner tasted so good. Thank you, sugar.” He says sweetly after we clean up the table.“Thank you. I think the goulash tasted especially tasty tonight.” I remark as I glance over at him and wonder if he really meant what he said earlier.Knowing that this is something to not be taken lightly, I tread carefully as I ask, “Did Macy say how far along she is?” While secretly wondering if there was something she didn’t tell me.Shaking his head, he replies hesitantly as he puts the remaining contents of our meal in the fridge, “No, why?”Running my fingers over the dark wood of the top of the chair, I state, “Oh, nothing. I just wondered how long we would have to wait to find out the sex of the baby.”Shrugging his shoulders, he states, “Well, lets go find out. I left my phone up in the bedroom. Shall we?” before gesturing for me to go ahead of him.Turning to him, I slide my hands up the length of his chest as I wait for him to lean down and kiss me on the lips. Gazing down at me
When I finally wake up after such a long nap, I realize that it must be dinner time because my stomach is growling so loudly that it wakes up Brandon. “Woah there.” He jokes as he sits up and rubs the back of his neck gingerly.“I feel like I could sleep for several more hours, but I am famished.” He adds before smiling like a Cheshire Cat and looking me up and down.Now I don’t know if he meant that he wants food or more of me. Unsure, I ask hesitantly, “What exactly are you hungry for?” as I wink at him.Cocking his head, he seems to think about it for a moment until he leans forward and whispers in my ear, “You of course, but my stomach begs to differ.”Giggling as he runs his fingers softly across my inner thigh, I move quickly towards the robe that is hanging on the closet door. As I climb off the bed, he firmly grasps my wrist before he pulls me to him and kisses me hungrily. Eventually, he lets go after a minute so I can make dinner.Watching as I pull the white, plush rob
After bringing me inside, he ascends the staircase to take me to the bedroom. On the way, I wrap my fingers around his neck and begin to plant soft kisses on his jawline while matching every step he takes. He has such a serious look on his face that I can only imagine what he is really thinking at this moment. When we get to the bedroom door, he kicks it open before he carries me into the room and then throws me down on the bed with such force that I nearly bounce off the side. “Whoops.” He says quickly as I recover my balance and sit up on the edge of the bed.Watching him move as quickly as possible like a thief in the night, he hurries to unbutton his white dress shirt and unzip his black pants as he stumbles around and nearly trips over his own feet. Laughing, I wait until he is done before asking sarcastically, “Did you enjoy yourself? I know I did.” As soon as I say it, he cocks his head as he gives me a dirty look before pulling his boxers off and exposing his substantia
A few minutes later, as Brandon turns me around to kiss me, I feel his phone buzzing in his dress pants pocket. “Perfect timing.” I state under my breath as he pulls it out and looks to see who it is.Showing me, he asks curiously, “Why is Macy calling me?”Shrugging my shoulders, I watch as he answers the call and then hear her talk when he turns the speaker on. “Brandon, is Dani alright? She hasn’t been answering any of her calls from me and I am worried right now. I need to talk to her.” She says quite frantically while the tone of her voice rises higher and higher.“Macy, she is right here. Hold on. Alright?” He states flatly with a hint of sarcasm, as he rolls his eyes at me.Not knowing what is wrong, I clear my throat before stating sadly, “Macy we are at my mom’s funeral. What can be so wrong?”“Oh, damn. I have the perfect timing, don’t I? I guess this can wait until later then.” She says as I hear the disappointment in her voice.“No, just tell me. We are standing
On the day of my mom’s funeral, I stare out at the rain while the water slides down the windowpane constantly like a river that is never ending. Standing behind me, Brandon has his fingers laced with mine as his arms hug me tightly and he lays butterfly kisses down the back of my neck softly. I close my eyes for a split second to try and stop the tears from flowing because I know damn well that if I don’t, my mascara will run. It is bad enough that it is time, but when I found out two days ago that I am completely barren, my whole world was turned upside down. Apparently, as the good doctor said it, “Your female productive organs are almost nonexistent.” is the nice way of putting that I am so messed up inside a baby could never be conceived.From what I understand, the reason why my period disappeared is the fact that I have no eggs to reproduce with. “Sugar, we must go. This is something we should not be late for.” Brandon states softly in a saddened tone of voice as he releas