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
For the rest of the day, we relax after we engage in some extracurricular activities in the shower. Matter of fact, I have never felt dirtier than I did after I walked out because I had originally thought that I would try out a few ideas on him. However, instead he used me over and over again until I couldn’t take it anymore. Lying on my side of the bed with my eyes closed and feeling contented, I remember that as soon as I stepped in behind him, he turned to reveal his full lips and a smirk that played at the corners of them. As I gazed up at his eyes, I noted that they were hooded and filled with need. But what put me over the edge was the fact that after he turned on the hot water, his hand automatically lowered to his thickening cock.Piercing my lips, I dropped to my knees and removed his hand from him before I flicked my tongue out and licked the tip. Mm, he tasted so good that I could eat him up. To be honest, at the time, I had planned on it anyways. But I needed to wr