23. Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Three
Sophia stood at the left side of the flower arch, which was situated in front of the barn in the backyard of the farmhouse. Tack was directly across from her, about forty feet away.
The breeze blew the ribbons that wrapped around the flower arch Ruthy had made for the ceremony.
Tack was scrumptious in his jeans, motorcycle boots, cut, and a pale-yellow T-shirt that matched her cat overalls with her yellow T-shirt.
Her hair was up in a bun adorned with flowers that Ruthy had helped her with.
Her bouquet was daisies and sunflowers with a ceramic squirrel that Tack had asked his mom to include as one of his wedding presents.
She loved the little squirrel for her desk, but his signature with a heart on the bottom of it would be a daily reminder of his love while she was working.
She was waiting for the song he’d picked for them to walk into.
He told her as soon as she heard it that she’d know it was time to walk.
Shield played the guitar and had offered to play and sing for the wedding.
He’d informed her last night that he asked the club to assign him to dog training.
He was going to take the courses to learn and spend some time with some trainers. She was thrilled.
She giggled at the chords Shield played of I’m Yours and then walked forward as he sang. She sniffed but reminded herself that although her mom and dad weren’t here, they’d met her soon-to-be husband and she was sure her dad and mom had liked Tack.
As she met Tack, Freedom took her bouquet to hold.
Tack reached up to take her cat glasses off and gave her the same cat glasses with rhinestones attached to make it all sparkly.
A minister that Ruthy knew stepped forward.
Sophia knew she responded to the words in all the right places, but she was swept up in Tack’s eyes glinting at her and the grin on his face promising her a lifetime of love.
When it was time for the rings, he nodded toward the back. Lake was leading Pudding with a pillow hanging from his neck with their rings attached.
Tack waited while Lake unhooked the pillow and handed it to him before he moved his hand from guarding his crotch.
“With this ring, I promise I will always love you whether it’s during sad times, happy times, or all the times in between.
I will protect you but stand by your side when you want to fight your own battles.
But most of all, I will be thankful for the crazy lady who called in a squirrel abduction because it was the first day I met you,” Tack vowed, slipping her ring on her finger.
Sophia swallowed, trying to clear her throat to talk around the fullness.
“With this ring, I wed you, my love. I promise I will send you out the door to protect others as you protected me, and I will stand guard waiting for your safe return. I will love and put you and our children first. I will be forever grateful for the day you came into my life,” Sophia confessed, slipping the ring on his finger.
“Ryder “Tack” Lawson, you may kiss your wife, Sophia Lawson,” the minister proclaimed.
Sophia grinned at Tack’s waggling eyebrows as he wrapped her in his arms and bent her backward, claiming her mouth.
Tack didn’t quickly peck her mouth. His full lips nibbled hers until she opened and he knocked every thought out of her head.
When he finally pulled away, he had to steady her as she caught her balance.
“Love you, Sophia,” he whispered.
“Love you too,” she replied, grinning at their yelling and clapping from their wedding guests.
Tack chuckled, watching the ladies, including his mother, dancing to Girls Just Want To Have Fun underneath the lights they’d strung through the trees.
“They’re amazing,” Shield noted.
“They are. Thanks for helping them. I know my mom doesn’t give you much of a choice,” Tack conceded.
“She doesn’t, but I want her safe. She makes me remember my great-aunt, who took me in after my parents kicked me out. She’s strong with a core of steel, but she always showers her love on those she considers family. I’m lucky to be a part of that,” Shield choked out.
Tack laid his hand on Shield’s shoulder. He’d liked Shield from the first, but it had grown deeper watching Shield treat his now-wife like a sister.
“We’re lucky to have you. Now, I’m going to try to pry my wife away because if I don’t give her the wedding present she mentioned in front of everyone, I’ll never hear the end of it,” Tack declared.
Shield nodded. “If she doesn’t, her friends will. The garage is set up exactly as you asked.”
Tack nodded his thanks to Shield and made a beeline for his wife. She was spinning and laughing on the dance floor in those overalls he adored on her. He slipped his hand under the shoulder strap to gently turn her toward him. Her eyes brightened, if that was possible.
“Oh, is it my wedding present time?” she gasped. His nod had her jumping up and down, which had her ample breasts doing the same. His cock went rock hard, but honestly, when wasn’t it around her?
She grabbed his hand, turning to her friends. “Thanks for celebrating with me. I’m going to let Tack have his wicked way with me. If I’m not walking bowlegged tomorrow, he’ll be required to repeat his performance,” Sophia called.
Lake chuckled. “I told you that giving them a grade seems to make them very attentive to your pleasure.”
Tack shook his head, swung Sophia up in his arms, rushing toward the garage.
"I love that you can carry me anywhere. It’s so sexy, and I want to lick every inch of those big, strong arms,” Sophia sighed.
Tack pushed the door open, directing Sophia to lock it behind them. He turned toward the scene, his heart warming at her gasp of delight.
“Oh, Tack,” she breathed.
Shield had done well setting it up. The room was lit by at least fifty candles of all sizes.
He’d told Shield to spend enough to make it an intimate, romantic scene.
His bike was cleaned and parked near an air mattress covered with silk sheets.
An ice bucket contained champagne with two crystal flutes sitting beside it.
It was quite romantic, if he did say so himself.
He lowered Sophia to her feet, slipping a finger under her overall strap to pull her closer.
“I’m looking forward to unwrapping my wife, and now that you’ve thrown down a challenge, you’ll be needing a warm bath tomorrow to soak out the aches,” he promised.
Sophia giggled. “I’m counting on it. Ravish me, husband.”
Tack unhooked the overall buckles, letting them slide off her shoulders and unhooked the side buttons, sliding them down her legs where she’d already toed off her shoes.
“Is my wife a little anxious?” he wondered.
“I’ve been wet and aching since you kissed me.
I’ve got a powerful need for you, Tack,” Sophia breathed.
Her words fanned the flame he’d been trying to keep under control.
He wasted no time divesting them of their clothes, claiming her mouth until she was wiggling against him and wrapping her arms and legs around him.
“Tack, please,” she pleaded.
He slid her down his body, catching one of her nipples in his mouth to tease it.
She grasped the back of his head, pressing him tighter as she rubbed her pussy against his leg.
The wetness was all the sign he needed to go ahead and take her.
Sophia was ready. He grasped her hips, turning her around until she was bent over the bike, her breasts resting against the gas tank.
“Oh, cold,” she gasped.
He stroked his hard cock as he settled closer to her, widening her legs. “Just one more sensation, babe.” He caressed her hip before he grasped her butt, giving her juicy cheek a light smack.
“Oh,” she panted.
“Oh, good or bad?” he asked, notching his cock at her center. He waited for her answer.
“Oh, so good. It’s making me all hot,” she admitted, wiggling her butt to get him closer.
He grasped her hair, pulling her head back so he could taste her lips as he pressed inside her slowly.
“Umm,” she moaned into his mouth. He pulled away, but his wife had been very clear what she wanted.
He grasped her hips, pulled out slowly, then drilled back into her, grinning at the moans from her mouth.
He set up a pace that drove them both up fast. She was too hot, clasping his cock, and her pussy was gripping him so sweetly he wasn’t going to last long this first time.
Being inside her bare was the best thing in the world, and knowing his little one was growing inside her was icing on the cake.
“Oh, oh, oh, I’m coming,” Sophia screamed.
All Tack could think was thank fuck because he’d barely been holding on with the tightness that was building at his spine. He plunged back in one last time and let it roll over him, his heart hammering. He kissed the back of her neck and trailed a hand down her spine as he came back to himself.
“You good, babe?” he prodded.
“Umm, so good. I like fucking on the bike, but then I like you inside me, your cock touching all those places and making me shake in need,” Sophia admitted.
His cock had softened a little but hardened at her words.
“Well, babe, it seems you’ve got him ready to go again.
How do you want your second time as Mrs. Tack Lawson?
” he questioned, grabbing one of the towels from his saddlebags he’d stocked them with before tonight.
Holding it as he pulled out so she wouldn’t be covered in cum, he turned her face toward his, gently kissing those plush lips he adored.
“Hmmm, however you want me, but I am partial to against the wall. Watching your arms strain as you power that cock into me is chef’s kiss,” she said with a smirk.
“What my lady wants, she gets,” he agreed, lifting her in his arms to carry over to the smoothest wall. He didn’t want her luscious butt getting scrapes. He had a lifetime to worship her, and he was taking advantage of every second. “Love you, babe,” he confessed.
“I love you too, my hot SWAT officer biker. Maybe after your next shift, you could pretend to arrest me,” Sophia offered, grinning at him. He nodded because she was everything to him.