24. Chapter 24
Chapter 24
Maisie
M ack and I were married six weeks later in a quiet ceremony, surrounded by our closest friends and Mack's family. We got married in the very same town square where Mack had proposed. Neither of us could think of a more perfect setting.
Not only was it a special place that now meant so much to us, but it was a beautiful place too.
It was a huge circular garden, with little pathways leading to benches and ponds. Gorgeous flowers blooming throughout, large trees dotted around the outside and lush green grass spread throughout the area. We set up a small archway and aisle right in the very centre, benches set either side of the aisle to seat our nearest and dearest. The entire town came out to watch us become husband and wife.
A large white gazebo was set up to house our wedding dinner, which was essentially a giant picnic for the entire town to attend. It was like a huge party and I'd never felt more a part of something special than I did that day.
The concept of family is one that is foreign to me, I'd never felt such an intense sense of belonging as I did here in Meadowside. Essentially we were all pretty much strangers but being a part of such a small town meant that we were all substitute family to each other. Everybody knew everyone else's business. We all knew who lived where, who was sneaking around with who and all the meet up points for the cool kids.
Mack's mum and dad had pretty much adopted me as one of their own, they'd accepted and loved me in a way that I'd been longing for. We were family long before Mack put that ring on my finger and I'd treasure them always.
My girls – Grace, Freya and Lily helped me get ready that morning. I was wearing a beautiful off the shoulder dress with a fitted bodice before it billowed out in a ginormous princess skirt. It was white, with intricate daisy detailing covering the entire bodice. I wore my hair down, just how Mack liked it. A large white flower placed on one side, just above my ear to hold it away from my face.
Natural makeup, a hint of my favourite perfume, I walked barefoot down the aisle towards my future husband.
The walk down the aisle was the only part of the day that I'd been dreading since the moment I'd said yes to marrying Mack.
I have no family.
I didn't want to walk myself down there.
That was just plain sad.
I wished my dad was here, more than anything. I wish my parents were here to meet the love of my life and watch me become his wife. This part of the ceremony had been a source of stress and upset for me for weeks, which all came to an end a few weeks ago when Ace found me in our kitchen at three o'clock one morning sobbing into Milo's soft fur.
I heard footsteps and had seconds to attempt to pull myself together before said intruder rounded the corner and came to a stop about three feet from me. I was a complete and utter mess so decided in about three point five seconds that there was no point hiding. One of these boys was about to find me and I was going to have to explain myself.
For his sake I hoped it wasn't Jax, he was young and awkward, I didn't want to put this on him.
To my relief, when I looked up from Milo's back, it was in fact the eldest Bowman brother who I saw staring back at me, unshed tears glistening in his own eyes. This man felt so deeply, if one of us was in pain then he felt it too. It was a gift of his, true compassion and empathy.
"Cherry, what's wrong?"
I wiped my nose in a very unladylike manner, on the back of my hand before attempting to lie my arse off and tell him that nothing was wrong and that I was alright.
Ace sensed the direction I was about to take, raising an eyebrow at me and placing his hands on his hips, he told me,
"Don't lie to me Cherry."
"How did you know I was down here?" I asked him.
"I noticed Milo was gone, then I heard you crying from upstairs," he pulled me up from the chair and into his arms. Ace had grown into the lovable brother role perfectly, he cared deeply for everybody he knew and had instantly welcomed me into his circle.
"I wish my parents were here," I almost choked out the whispered words, heaving giant sobs into Ace's chest as he held me close and rubbed my back.
"I wish they were here too, I know it's going to be really hard without them and I know that nothing any of us do will take away how much you miss them. They're supposed to be here and it's beyond unfair that they're not."
I sobbed into his t-shirt, soaking the fabric as he told me all the things I needed to hear.
"But you're not alone Cherry, we're your family now. Hugh and Grace, Me and Jax, Freya, Lily, Milo. We're all here and we all love you, you'll never be alone again. You know that right?" he spoke softly, I could hear in his voice that he was trying to hold back his own emotions, the last thing we needed was for both of us to become sobbing messes in the kitchen.
Mack had always told me how intuitive Ace was, seeming to know that something was wrong before anything had even been voiced. It was like a sixth sense, a super power. He was so tuned in to everyone around him, that's why the next words that came out of his mouth were absolutely no surprise at all. He was a hero, minus the cape.
"Cherry … please feel free to tell me to bugger off if I'm overstepping here. Or if you want one of the other guys. But … Maisie 'Cherry' Connell, will you do me the greatest honour in allowing me to escort you down the aisle on your wedding day?"
He knew, he just knew.
I held him closer, gripping onto the back of his t-shirt whilst immense relief flooded my body, his t-shirt was soaked, tears fell from my eyes like a river and I could only tell him one word,
"Please…"
"Consider it done," he cleared his throat as I felt his chest heave with a giant breath and his entire body go rigid with the effort to hold back his emotions. The thought made me smile into his chest as I told him,
"Ace … you can cry now."
"Oh thank God, I couldn't hold it in any longer!" I managed a small giggle.
Tears streamed down this sweet mans face as we held each other in the kitchen, surrounded by the moonlight and nothing else.
When both of us managed to get our sobs under control, with a soft whisper in my ear Ace told me,
"I've got you Cherry, I've always got you."
Mack found us not long after that, after waking up to a cold bed and realising I was gone. He didn't say a word when he walked into the kitchen and found me in another man's arms, he just pulled us both into a massive bear hug and held us until our tears had dried and our hearts were no longer broken.
Ace did in fact walk me down the aisle on my wedding day, I couldn't have chosen a better person for the job. He fussed over me, told me I was beautiful, kissed my cheek and sent me off towards the love of my life. He'd brought the love of his life down the aisle with him of course, Milo trailed behind Ace like the obedient little suck up he was. Stopping at Ace's feet on command and allowing Ace to remove the rings from a small pouch on his collar.
The dog had it bad, much like Ace. I 'm pretty sure those two were soulmates. I may in fact have to relinquish permanent ownership when Mack and I decide to move out, I can't possibly be the reason for two broken hearts.
The day flew by like every wedding day does, I married my very best friend in front of the family I'd been so lucky to find.
We cut the cake, threw the bouquet, cried copious amounts of happy tears and danced the night away. We drank too much, laughed until our bellies hurt and enjoyed an extremely inappropriate strip tease from Ace. Of course, we wouldn't expect any less right?
Mack and I then headed off to the honeymoon suite at Meadowside Inn again, we lay side by side on the bed, fully clothed, reminiscing about every perfect moment of the day. That brings us right to this moment when I suddenly remember that my wedding gift to Mack is still packed away in my overnight bag.
I attempt to leap off the bed, which is an incredibly difficult feat when you're drenched in tons of tulle.
"Where are you off to baby?" Mack muttered with a serene, tired smile. It had been a long day, busy, exciting, perfection.
"I have a present for you husband, it's in here somewhere," I said whilst rummaging through all my carefully packed belongings.
"Ah ha!" I exclaimed as my hand curled around the golden envelope, I pulled it out and presented it to him with a flourish. Okay, maybe I'd had too much gin. I was swaying slightly in one spot, but the warmth from the alcohol was flooding my system and making me giddy.
"Come here wife, before you fall down," Mack told me with a chuckle, grabbing my wrist and pulling me onto his lap. We both disappeared into the tulle, maybe my dress was a little too big but I sure as hell loved it.
When Mack finally managed to dig about in said tulle and find me again, he had a great big dopey smile plastered across his face.
"I bloody love the hell out of you Maisie Richards," he said it with a groan, like the idea of me being his wife was turning him the hell on, I knew it was as I could feel his rock hard dick pressed against my arse.
So of course, I wiggled my hips and ground myself against him,
"Oh you just wait wife … give me this present so I can finally take what's mine."
Butterflies fluttered in my tummy … fluttering was happening elsewhere too but I was determined to give this man his wedding present. So I took a deep breath, attempting to rein in my wayward horny thoughts and gave him the envelope.
"Open it, open it," I told him.
Mack took the envelope and slid his finger beneath the seal, before pulling out what was inside. Now, the last thing on Mack's part of the bucket list was to go to a concert, this man was an absolute sucker for Ed Sheeran. I often found him crooning along to his music whilst cooking dinner, in fact he loved Ed so much that I'd just walked down the aisle to 'Thinking Out Loud'.
Mack's face was an absolute picture when he realised what it was, his jaw almost hit the floor and I couldn't contain my delighted giggle.
His eyes flitted from the tickets to me and back again … multiple times before he pulled me tighter into his arms and pressed kisses all over my face.
"Did I mention that I bloody love you?"
"Just a few times, are you happy baby?" I asked him.
"Beyond happy little flame, I have everything I could ever want. A gorgeous wife.." he let out another groan … "an amazing family and friends, a dog that doesn't love us anymore and now I have Ed bloody Sheeran, life is fucking outstanding baby."
Mack has also had too much to drink, his eyes were glassy and his words were slightly slurred but I could hear the sincerity in his words.
"I have a present for you too, off you scoot for a minute." He moved me off of his lap, settling me onto the bed before moving for his own overnight bag. He rummaged, pulling clothes out and flinging them everywhere before pulling out a navy blue velvet box. It looked like a jewellery box.
Mack brought it back to the bed and laid it in my hands,
"Here baby, this is our future."
I pulled open the box and was immediately confused. Inside, laid on top of a small velvet cushion and attached to a silver chain with the word 'wifey' engraved on a small silver tag was a key. A house key. I pulled it out and held it up, as though looking at it more closely would help me figure out what was going on.
"What's it for?" I turned towards him and asked, his eyes shone with love and he had a sweet smile on his face as he told me.
"This is the key to our future baby. This key is to our new home, look inside the box."
"New home?" I questioned. We had spoken about our plans for after we'd gotten married, we were planning to save up for a deposit and get ourselves a mortgage. We would probably end up starting with a tiny flat, mortgages were mental and we were both still studying.
Mack took the key from me and gestured towards the box which still lay in my lap. Inside was a small square of paper that had been folded many times to fit inside. I picked it up, unfolded it and stared at the picture with complete disbelief.
Glaring back at me was a photograph, not a house listing but an actual real life photo. In that photo was the most stunning house I'd ever seen. It had a white picket fence with an enclosed garden that held beautiful flowers, trees and a tire swing, shutters across the windows and steps that led up to an open wraparound porch and a navy blue front door.
This couldn't be real, there was no way, we were broke college students and this was the house of my dreams. Obviously I still had some savings from when my parents passed but definitely not enough for this. Tears sprung to my eyes as I just stared at this house in total disbelief.
"This is ours?" I whispered.
"It's all ours, it's ready to move into whenever you want to."
"But how? Mack, this is the house of my dreams. How did you do this?" I was stunned.
"Well … we owe a lot of thanks to my parents baby. It was actually their idea. This house is my inheritance, obviously you usually get your inheritance when the person has passed but my mum and dad said they'd much prefer to watch us make all our dreams come true whilst they're still here to see. They've paid the deposit and the mortgage payments for the next two years until we both graduate. This house is ours baby, the door was the wrong colour so I painted it but that's it. It's ready for us."
I didn't know what to say, was this really my life or was I dreaming?
"Are you serious?"
"Deadly serious, all our dreams are coming true little flame. You ready?"
"More than ready, thank you so much." I was in utter disbelief, life couldn't seriously be this perfect could it? Things like this didn't happen to people like me.
I climbed into his lap again and attempted to find his lips but the dress was just too big.
"Get this dress off of me Muscles."
"It would be my absolute pleasure, stand up wife."
I stood on wobbly legs as Mack moved around me, his chest pressed against my back as he ran his fingertips down the backs of my arms, leaving a trail of goose bumps behind as he began undoing the hundreds of satin covered buttons that ran down the length of my spine.
Mack
My wife was stunning, as I worked my way down her spine uncovering more and more of her soft skin I couldn't help but suck in a breath and wonder how the hell this was my life.
My fingers held a slight shake with nerves, I wasn't sure why but this moment felt like a moment in time that I wanted to remember forever.
When I finally got to the end of the buttons I gently pushed the fabric down her arms and over her hips, unwrapping the most gorgeous prize I'd ever won.
There she stood, my beautiful wife wearing a strapless white bra, matching lace g string and a pair of white heels which she'd changed into as we left the green. I brought my fist to my mouth and bit down on a groan. My cock was so hard it was pressing painfully against the zipper of my suit trousers.
"Fuck baby, you are exquisite."
Maisie turned to face me and stepped out of the dress that was pooled around her ankles, I couldn't take my eyes off of her perfection.
Her smooth legs went on forever, leading to that perfect warm nirvana between her legs. Soft skin which held a blush at my obvious perusal of her. Perfect breasts pushed together and awaiting my attention. Her hard nipples already pebbled beneath her thin bra.
"I need to see you …" I breathed, as my hands reached for her. I unclipped her bra and pulled it from her body before throwing it behind me. Her gorgeous nipples hard and aching for me as I took them in my hands and immediately lowered my head to take each one into my mouth. Nipping and licking as they hardened even further beneath my lips, she let out an involuntary shiver as she ran her hands through my hair and pulled me closer.
She bent one leg and wrapped it around my hip as I lowered one hand to her delectable arse and pushed my hard cock against her warmth. She moaned and ground herself against me harder. I pushed her firmly onto my crotch, slowly grinding my hips and giving her the friction she needed as I feasted on her perfect tits.
"I need you Mack," she whispered into the atmosphere.
"I've got you baby," I told her as I gave her nipple one final nibble and began lowering to my knees, pressing soft kisses between her breasts, over her naval and down her lower tummy before slipping my thumbs into the sides of her g string and pulling it down her legs.
She was stood in only a pair of white heels, bared to me, showing off her fresh wax leaving her naked for me. I pressed soft kisses over her mound and slipped my tongue into the crease of her pussy, all whilst slipping her g string over her feet before bringing it to my nose and inhaling deeply.
My wife smelled exquisite and she was wet and waiting for me .
I placed a hand between her breasts and gently pushed her back onto the bed, resting her arse on the edge of the mattress, I pulled her feet over my shoulders before lowering my head and swiping my tongue across her pussy, giving her one long lick. Her hands were gripping the roots of my hair as she rocked into my mouth.
Her wetness flooded my tongue as I devoured my wife.
My cock was weeping for her, I was so hard it was painful. I lowered one hand to undo my belt and free my dick, feeling instant relief at being set free from the tight confines of my boxers. I took myself in my hand and gave myself a few firm pulls as I groaned into her wet pussy.
I was weeping at the tip, hard and pulsing in my own hand. My hips pushing forward as I fucked my own hand whilst keeping up my relentless torture of her pussy.
Maisie's clit was swollen and hard, ready to explode.
"Fuck me Mack, ah yeah, fuck fuck fuck." She held my head firmly as she fucked my face, keeping me exactly where she wanted me as she let go and exploded all over my tongue. I kept my tongue inside of her, lapping up her desire as I watched her come apart above me. Her head was thrown back, her eyes squeezed closed and her mouth open on a silent scream as she came so hard her body went rigid as she held her breath.
When she finally came back around, things turned frantic. My cock was still weeping in my hand, precum coating my fingers as I moved to stand and she pulled my hand away from my dick. Her warm tongue licked at the droplets of come between my fingers and the feeling almost made me bust a nut right there, all over her. She turned her attentions towards my cock in front of her, so hard it bobbed around in front of her face.
She grabbed me firmly at the base and pointed my cock to her mouth, swiping her tongue across my tip before sucking the head into her mouth. I gave her about a minute to lavish her love on my dick before I couldn't take a second more, I needed inside my wife right now.
I gently pushed her shoulder, causing her to pop off my dick as she laid back in the middle of the bed .
I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and stepped out of my trousers before crawling over her and pressing my lips to hers. Tongues thrashed, teeth clashed as the passion overwhelmed us. Maisie's legs, heels still on her feet, wrapped around my hips and pulled me closer to where she wanted me.
I held myself up with one hand as I used the other to swipe my cock through her drenched pussy, tapping her clit before moving it down to notch myself at her entrance. I pushed slightly inside of her as she tensed beneath me.
"I'll never get used to how big you are husband," she told me with a breathy moan.
"You can take me baby, you were made to take my cock, you were made for me." I pushed inside more firmly, her inner muscles pulling me deeper and holding me tightly. She felt incredible wrapped around me as I started to move.
I knelt back and held her knees in my hands, pushing them up towards her chest. The heels of her shoes digging into my pecs, hopefully scarring me forever.
My hard cock pressed into her deeper from this angle, her nails were digging into my forearms as I fucked her hard and deep.
She moaned my name like a chant, calling out for all to hear.
"Let me hear you baby," my arse cheeks tensed with each hard thrust. Wetness coated her inner thighs as she flooded my cock with her come.
I bent over her, folding her beneath me, her feet now resting on my shoulders, I turned to kiss each ankle. Pressing my lips up her smooth shins before bending and taking her mouth with mine in one firm kiss.
Maisie's legs began to shake, her breath coming in short sharp bursts as I felt the beginnings of her orgasm on my cock.
Warmth was coating my insides, I felt that familiar buzz start at the base of my spine. My cock was throbbing and solid as I continued my relentless thrusting, my balls tightened as her pussy squeezed my cock as she came apart beneath me, pleading, begging me not to stop as I fucked her through her orgasm. Before quickly following her over the edge, I pushed inside her as deeply as I could before emptying my desire inside of her .
Holding onto her hips hard enough to leave my fingerprints, I buried myself inside of her and coated her insides with my come.
My balls pulsed as she quivered around me.
Silence surrounded me as we stayed suspended in a moment of pure bliss, joined together in the most overwhelming moment of serenity and love.
My wife was perfection, brought to me by powers much bigger than me. Fate called us together and deep, all consuming love would hold us together for eternity.