Chapter 34
Cole
Ellie is standing in front of me and smiling. There are no words for how amazing she looks. I’m thankful for the tissue her dad slipped me when he shook my hand, because I didn’t want her to ruin her makeup.
We are at the end of our ceremony, and finally the pastor says, “You may now kiss your bride.” I don’t waste a second.
My mouth is on her, and there are whistles and whoops from everyone as they clap.
I force myself to separate, and we turn toward all our family and friends.
“For the first time, I announce to you, Mr. and Mrs. Cole Simmons,” he says, and everyone starts clapping and whistling again.
We make our way down the aisle, and we wait while everyone leaves to go to where we are having our reception.
I pull her into the closet we are standing near, press her against the door, and start kissing her hungrily.
“You look so fucking good, Ellie Girl. I can’t even explain what you are doing to me right now,” I say, and then I put my hand on the back of her neck and pull her mouth back down to mine. I use my other hand to pull her hips closer to me.
“Cole,” she moans out.
“Fuck, Ellie. I really wish we had more time right now.” I feel wild for her touch. I cannot get enough.
“Me too,” she says, breathing heavy.
Then I hear a voice coming from the hallway. “I thought I saw them come this way.”
I sigh and lean my head against Ellie’s, and she giggles. I finally get my cock to calm down, and I grab her hand. “C’mon, Ellie Girl. The sooner we go, the sooner I can get you to bed.”
We walk out, and Jordan is standing in the hallway. “Are you two serious?” he laughs out.
“Fuck you, talk to me on your wedding day. You’ll understand then,” I say to him.
“We’re just all out here waiting on you two so we can get the rest of these pictures done, asshole,” Jordan jokes back.
“We’re coming. We were waiting on everyone to clear out.”
“Everyone has been gone for like half an hour now, bro.” Jordan laughs.
I look at Ellie, and her face is bright red. “I didn’t realize we were in there that long,” she whispers to me, and I smile at her. We go back into the church and get the rest of our photos taken.
Nearly an hour later, we are done, and we are on our way to the reception. Jordan is driving, Bri is in the passenger seat, and Ellie and I are in the back seat. I lean over and kiss her again, struggling to break away from her.
“Don’t,” Jordan says. Bri looks at him funny. “They are about to fuck in front of us again,” he says to her.
“I’m just kissing my wife,” I say to him as I wink at Ellie.
“Well, stop. Save that for when you aren’t in the back seat of my car.
We aren’t in high school anymore, bro,” he says, causing Bri to laugh.
Finally, we pull into the reception venue.
We all climb out, and we wait until they announce us as we go in.
Dianne hands Elizabeth to Ellie, and the three of us walk in together.
Everyone claps as we make our way to our seats.
Before we sit down, I kiss Ellie and give Elizabeth a kiss on the cheek.
We finish our meal, and now it is time for our first dance. Bri was standing beside us, so Ellie handed Elizabeth to her, and we make our way to the dance floor.
Our song ends, and the music changes. Everyone comes to the dance floor, and it quickly becomes crowded. I dance with Ellie for a few more minutes before Bri comes up and starts dancing with her. I let them have their moment and go to get Ellie and me another drink.
I’m on my way back to Ellie when Dianne stops me.
“I think Elizabeth is getting tired. We are going to take her home. You two enjoy your night, we’ve got her.”
“Thank you, Dianne. We appreciate you two watching her. The spare bedroom is made up for you guys. Make yourself at home,” I say, then I give her a hug.
“Thank you for being the man of my baby girl’s dreams,” she says as she hugs me back and kisses my cheek. I continue my way back to Ellie and hand her the drink I got for her.
“Thank you, I was just about to go get something,” she says and gives me a kiss.
“Your parents are leaving with Elizabeth, she’s getting tired.”
“Aw. I miss her, I feel like I’ve barely seen her today.”
“We can stop by and see her one last time before we leave for our honeymoon tomorrow,” I tell her.
“All right,” she says.
I stare at her for a minute while she smiles at me, and then I pull her to me. “You are so beautiful. How did I get so lucky?”
She stretches up while also using her free hand to pull my head down to her and kisses me. Then she whispers in my ear, “You don’t even know how lucky you are about to get, Mr. Simmons.”
Fuck.
“I can’t wait to find out, Mrs. Simmons.” And I kiss her sloppily again.
She slowly breaks away from me and goes back to the dance floor and starts dancing with Renee and Sarah.
A few minutes later, Bri makes her way over to them, and Jordan walks up to me.
We spend a moment talking before the music switches to another slow song.
I start walking toward Ellie. “You should ask Bri to dance,” I suggest to him, since he’s been staring at her all night.
I finally reach Ellie, and I grab her hand and pull her away from her conversation with Bri just as Jordan approaches Bri.
“Dance with me, wife.”
“Sure thing, husband,” she says, smirking at me.
We dance for a moment before Bri and Jordan catch her attention. “I wish they’d just get together already.” She huffs.
“I keep telling him to go for it, but he doesn’t think she has feelings for him.”
“I think she does. I’m not sure what is going on.”
“Has she said anything to you about what’s going on?”
“Last she told me is that he didn’t want her, but that was a while ago. She doesn’t talk about whatever they have going on much.”
The song ends. I’m ready to leave and get Ellie into bed. “Are you ready to leave, wife?”
“Yeah, I’m ready,” she says, smiling at me.
We say our goodbyes and get more congratulations from the few remaining guests. Then we go to the car service we ordered for the night. The driver opens the door for us and takes us to our hotel.
Ellie
We get to our hotel room, and I have Cole unzip my dress and help me out of it.
“Have I told you how beautiful you looked today?” he asks.
“Only about a million times.” I laugh.
“Well, then I didn’t say it enough.” He smiles at me.
“I’m going to go freshen up.” I kiss him on the cheek and go into the bathroom.
I had Bri place a bag in here when she checked in for us earlier today.
I’m praying she didn’t forget. I open the cabinet, and it’s there.
I change into the lingerie set I bought just for tonight and check myself in the mirror.
Happy with how I look, I walk back into the main part of our room.
Cole is sitting in one of the chairs and looks up at me when he hears the bathroom door open.
“Fuck, Ellie Girl. I didn’t think you could look any better than you did in that dress today, but look at you now.
” He runs his gaze up and down my body as I walk toward him.
I feel butterflies in my stomach when I get in front of him and see the intensity in his eyes.
I grab his hand and pull him up and toward the bed.
Once he’s standing where I want him, I push him so he falls back on the bed.
Then I climb up so I am straddling him. I start grinding on him, and his cock gets even harder than it already was. I moan.
“Sit on my face, baby,” he croaks out.
I slowly climb back down off him and off the bed, and he groans. “Wrong way,” he says.
I start unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants, and he grabs my arm and looks at me. “Sit. On. My. Face,” he says.
I shake my head. “I’m in control, Mr. Simmons,” I say as he groans, and I continue pulling his pants and shoes off.
Then I work on his shirt. I unbutton it all the way and have him sit so I can pull it off along with his undershirt.
Once it is off, I push him back and climb back on the bed beside him.
“Will you please sit on my face now?”
I grab his chin and turn his head to me and kiss him, then I trail my hand down over his chest and stomach. When I get to his cock, I stroke it, causing him to moan.
Finally, I climb over him and straddle his face.
“Fuck, thank God,” he mumbles as I lower myself.
Once I am positioned right, I lean down and take his cock into my mouth, and he moans, the vibrations causing me to moan around his cock.
We continue pleasuring each other, and then suddenly I’m flipped over and spun around.
He’s between my legs and circling my clit with his fingers as he reaches over.
He grabs his wallet. I realize he’s going in search of a condom.
“Wait.” I stop him and grab his wrist.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
“No condom.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I just want to feel you, just you tonight.”
“What if you get pregnant again?”
“If I do, then it was meant to be.”
He hesitates for a moment, so I reach down and start touching myself. He watches me before he finally pushes my hand away and settles back between my legs. “Fuck, I love you,” he says as he positions himself and shoves his cock into my opening. We both moan out.
“I love you too,” I say, panting.
“How does it feel to be fucked by your husband, Mrs. Simmons?”
“So fucking good.”
He circles my clit with his thumb once, and that’s all it takes for both of us to climax.
He drops his forehead so it’s resting on mine, and most of his body weight relaxes on me until he finally catches his breath.
“I forgot how incredible that feels without a condom,” he says, then he pulls out of me and rolls off me.
“I’m going to go start us a bath.” He gets up and walks into the bathroom.
After I feel like I can walk again, I follow him, and we climb in together and enjoy the rest of our wedding night.