Chapter 1

Elina

The sun is shining as I walk down the streets towards the bakery on the corner of my office block. It is my favorite bakery and they make everything from bread to cakes. Today I’m going there to meet with my fiance, Jason.

Jason is the love of my life. We met in college and it was not love at first sight. He was actually hitting on my friend Sandra that evening but she already had a boyfriend. We met him a few times at the college bar and soon me and him hit it off. We have now been dating for three years and six months ago he proposed to me.

The memory of that evening brings a smile to my lips. It was a real disaster. It was a Friday and he had booked a table at one of the more fancy restaurants in our neighbourhood. As a surprise he showed up at my office to pick me up. He looked deadly gorgeous dressed up in a fancy black suit, white shirt and midnight blue tie.

He had bought a dress for me to wear. It was a beautiful dress in midnight blue, to match his tie. The dress ended just above my knee and with thin shoulder straps. The neckline was littered with shining stones. The problem was that it was a little bit on the tight side but with a little bit of force I was able to fit in it.

Everything went well as we drove and arrived at the restaurant. The table was in the middle of the room, right in front of the door to the kitchen that the waitress used. The dinner tasted like heaven and everything was perfect, but the disaster struck.

A couple sitting by the window started arguing. The waitress did her best to calm them down but the woman stood up and slapped the man across the face. In her eagerness to strike her partner she  tipped over the candles on the table and the curtain immediately caught on fire.

People panicked and ran for the door but before anyone had a chance to get out the sprinkler started. Me and Jason sat ther, dumbstruck by the events and getting drenched by the sprinkles. He started laughing.

“Well. I guess there couldn’t be a more romantic moment that this” Jason said as he stood up and came around to my side of the table. Kneeling down on one knee he took my hand and looked me deep into my eyes. “Elina. You are the most beautiful, funny and hard working woman I know. You have made these past three years seem like a dream and now I wonder if you would do me the honors of making the rest of my life a dream? Will you marry me?” He took out a small box and opened it. There was a gold band with a small diamond embedded in it.

I looked at him with wide eyes. His hair plastered to his head and face as the water cascaded down from the ceiling. Hope and love burning in his dark eyes. Tears fell from my eyes as I threw myself into his arms. “Yes! Yes! I will marry you!.” 

He stood up and lifted me up in his arms and spun me around. It was like a movie moment. The perfect end to a not so perfect date. But I have to admit that his proposal in the rain from the sprinkles was the most romantic thing I have ever experienced.

As I got closer to the bakery I saw Jason standing outside looking down at his phone. His brown hair, which was starting to get a little too long, fell over his face. I smiled to myself as I let my eyes wander over him. He was clad in a pair of worn jeans and a white t-shirt that was straining a little over his stomach. He might not win any rewards for the hottest man out there, but he was my man. With his dark brown eyes, his round face and that little pouting stomach. All mine!

“Hey handsome.” I said with a large smile on my lips and he looked up from his phone. He quickly put it back in his pocket and smiled back at me.

“Hey baby. Ready for this?” He reached his arms around me to pull me in for a hug and kiss.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” He squeezed me a little bit tighter and leaned down to kiss me again. Did I say that he’s all mine?!

The bakery is pretty small. The checkered floors in white and light blue together with the light blue painted walls give the bakery a vintage feeling. By the windows there are a few chairs and small tables, with light blue tablecloths. Along the inner wall there is a large counter showing off the freshly baked goods they offer and behind the counter an older lady stands.

“Good day. What can I get you?” The lady behind the counter greeted us with a large friendly smile.

“Hi. We’re Elina and Jason. We’re here to try out wedding cake.” I say as we make our way to the counter. There is a younger couple sitting at one of the tables feeding each other cake. 

“Ah. Of course, of course. Right this way. My hubby has prepared everything in the office.” She led us to the back where her husband greets us. In the office he had prepared a table with four different fillings, three different flavours of cake and three different frostings. He also had a book with pictures of previous cakes he had made.

An hour later we had decided on everything and ordered our cake. We went with something simple and in the lower price range. We might not have a shortage of money, but we definitely don’t have an abundance of cash.

Jason's parents have agreed to help with the rental of the small hotel where we’re holding the ceremony. It was situated a few miles out of New York, in the countryside, surrounded by green fields and forest. The serenity of the ambiance and the vintage look of the hotel will be absolutely perfect. 

I wish that my family could support us financially as well but that is impossible. Eight years ago my mother, father and older brother were traveling to visit my grandmother who was residing at a retirement home when a truck lost control and sewered over to oncoming traffic. My parents and brother died instantly. I had a history test the day after so I wasn’t coming with them. 

I was sixteen years old at that moment when my whole world fell apart. I didn’t have any other family in life except a distant aunt living in California. Lucky for me my neighbour, Mrs. Johnson took me in. She was an elder lady, living alone in her small house. She said that she could use the company and I was content with not needing to end up in the system so I agreed. We had two and a half years together before cancer took her. But by then I was an adult and going off to college so everything had to change anyways.

When me and Jason came home I went about making dinner, pasta salad with chicken. I took a glass of wine and Jason drank a beer. We watched a superhero movie while snuggling on the couch. In the middle Jason started snoring so I turned off the movie and we went to bed instead. As I lay there in our soft bed, with Jason snoring lightly beside me, an elated feeling falls over me. My life really is perfect.

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The summer is entering it’s last month and soon all this stress over the wedding is finally over. Next week I will become Mrs. Newton and I can’t wait. Even if there still are a hundred things to do I feel like I’m walking on clouds. Every hour of my coming week is planned. Today is Saturday, a week before the wedding, and today I’m doing my last fitting of my wedding dress. 

Since this is the start of my bachelorette party Amanda, Sandra and Jasmine are with me at the fitting. They sit out in the waiting area, sipping champagne when I finally emerge dressed in my wedding gown. The gown has a tight bodice with a sweetheart neckline. There are rhinestones sprinkled over the bodice making it glitter in the light. The skirt is full and falls in several layers towards the ground.

“You look absolutely gorgeous, girl!” Jasmine exclaims as I twirl around to show them the back.

“It’s perfect!” I say as I look at myself in the mirror. 

“It most certainly is.” Amanda smiles at me. Sandra doesn’t say anything. I know that she is happy for me, but I also know that she secretly wishes it was her who was getting married. I know that she has a secret boyfriend who she refuses to name. Apparently he’s not ready to go official. We have told her to dump him and get someone that will appreciate all of her.

After we’re done, me, Amanda, Sandra and Jasmine go to a wine tasting. All the wines are delicious and I’m sure we’re doing it wrong, because we leave the winery totally wasted. The party continues at Amanda's place where we get ready for a night out at The Nero’s. It is the place to be at the moment and we have booked a table in the VIP section. Jason is also out with his friends and brother at a bachelor party. I have no idea what they are doing, but they are coming to The Nero’s to meet up with us later in the night.

The music is blaring through the speakers as  we make our way through the mass of people towards the VIP section on the second floor. Up here we have a great view over the dancefloor. The waitress brings over our drinks and we drink, talk and laugh.

Me and Amanda go down to the dancefloor to swing those hips and shake that booty. The crowd is wild. I’m happy about the fact that I have a banner across my chest that says I’m the bachelorette. It prevents any guy from trying anything with me. Amanda on the other hand soon sucks the face of a handsome man with tattoos covering his arms and neck.

Suddenly someone grabs my hips and presses their groin against my backside. I struggle and turn around ready to slap the pervert only to come face to face with Jason. He gives me a smug smirk as he grabs my hips and starts to dance with me. I lean in and give him a deep kiss. His hands move from my hips to my ass and he gives me a squeeze.

“That ass is absolutely perfect, Ellie baby.” He murmurs against my ear and a shiver runs down my spine. After a few songs I have to use the restroom.

“Amanda! Come with me!” I shout to my bestie over the alarm from the music and dancing people. We get in line which of course is miles long. 

As we enter the dance floor once again I can see Sandra dancing with Jason. He’s holding her hips as she grinds her ass over his crotch. I feel hot burning jealousy raging through me, but I shake it off. I know that it is me marrying Jason next week so why should I worry, right?

Still when I reach him and Sandra I push her off a little bit too hard and she stumbles before some random bloke catches her. She gives me a stink eye before she leaves the dancefloor with a huff. Jason only grins at me and my jealousy before he envelops me in a tight embrace and gives me a kiss.

“My jealous little fiance.” I give him a small smile and put my arms around his neck and give his lips a small peck.

When we finally leave the club we’re all drunk and high on music and happy feelings. Me and Jason grab a cab and head home. And we hardly make it over the threshold before we rip each other's clothes off. Jason presses me against the closed door and kisses me while I do my best to open the buttons of his shirt. His hands roam over my body squeezing and rubbing. I moan as his fingers grab my nipple and give it a hard pinch.

His shirt has way too many buttons and I swear they are sewn in those holes, impossible to plopp out, so I decide to rip his shirt open. “Mmm. I love when you play rough.” Jason moans in my mouth. I giggle and move on to his belt buckle. Rubbing my hand over his crotch I can feel that he’s already hard.

“I can feel that.” I smirk at him as he leans away from me to look down between our bodies. “Perhaps we need to fix this little problem of yours?” I put my hands on his chest and gently pushed him backwards into our apartment carefully leading him towards our bedroom. When the back of his legs hit the bed I give him a hard shove and he falls back. He’s looking up at me as I remove the last of my clothing.

“You are so fucking sexy, Elina.” He groans as his eyes travel over my nude body. His hand has moved to his crotch to rub his cock through his trousers. I lick my lips and bite down on my bottom lip in a seductive way and he moans again. “Just come here you sexy demon.”

I lean over him and open the button and fly on his trousers and then tug them and his socks off. I reach up to his boxer briefs and slowly work them down his legs. Then I start kissing up his legs. I can see his hard member twitch as I close in on it. I lick up the length of his hard shaft and swirl my tongue around the tip. Slowly, slowly. Dragging out the experience.

“Damn it woman! Just suck it!” Jason exclaims to my teasing.

I laugh. “Someone is impatient.” I wet my lips and wrapped them around his cock. He moans as I suck him off. And I hear his breathing pick up. His hands tangle in my hair as he helps guide my mouth up and down. Soon he jerks my head off with a deep groan.

“Fuck. You are absolutely fabulous at giving heads. But now I want pussy!” I crawl up on the bed and start to lay down on my back but he grabs my hips. “Like this.” He says and before I know what happens he enters me with a hard thrust. I gasp from the sudden intrusion and the slight pain of not being ready for it. He slams hard into me over and over again, groaning in pleasure. The pain of his entrance quickly fades and soon I’m moaning from pleasure. But it all is over too quickly. Just as it starts to feel really good, his motions get jerky and he moans as he reaches his peak.

Then he retracts himself and falls down on the bed and falls asleep. I’m too shocked to move as I look down on his back. He fucked me and fell asleep before pleasing me. I know this is not the first time this has happened, but with all the passion this lovemaking session had I thought that he would take care of me somehow at least.

I sigh as I reach for the roll of paper in my bedside drawer to wipe myself. Then I take out my battery operated boyfriend and make my way to the bathroom to have a shower and take care of myself. I’m too excited to fall asleep without an orgasm.

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