Chapter 3
Standing at the altar should have been every girl’s dream come true, but for Lila it was not exactly like that. She had the white virginal gown, but that was a bit of a joke considering where she came from and what she did on any given day. She was a little embarrassed by having some of her friends stand close by, although she wasn’t exactly sure that she could call them friends.
“We gather here today…” The priest was a good friend of the godfather and was doing him a solid by being here in person to officiate the proceedings.
Neither Lila nor Jordan were really listening to the priest say his piece. They were looking at each other and neither one really knew what the other was thinking. Jordan was thinking that maybe he had found a woman that he could actually spend time with other than the prerequisite hour that it would take to spend his money and go their separate ways. He secretly harbored a desire for intimacy, because he never got that growing up. He was a loose cannon and being from a broken home had turned him to the streets for some type of guidance.
“… speak now or forever hold your peace.” Lila looked around and she could tell that most that had attended were under the purview of Jamison. The man himself was sitting in the front row eagerly awaiting the ceremony to begin and end. He had better things to do and this was only a small step in a grander scheme to take over control of other territories. He had always had ulterior motives and if it didn’t benefit him, then it wasn’t worth doing. Melanie was sitting right beside him and he was touching her hand and feeling the softest of her skin. He worried that one day that she would be too old and that she would have to be traded in for a younger model. He was all about the vitality of life and having youth in his bed clawing at his body every night was his way of holding on to his like grim death.
“I’m wondering if the groom and bride have something to say to each other.” The priest wanted them to exchange vows, but it didn’t look like they had prepared anything in advance. “It is my honor to present to you Mr. and Mrs.… Mr. and Mrs.…” The priest had no idea what name they had taken and he was flown in here specifically to do the deed and then go away.
“Mr. and Mrs. Holden.” Seeing that the priest was floundering, Jordan decided to throw him a lifeline. He had promised himself that he wouldn’t get caught in an arrangement where he would have a ball and chain around his ankle. This was different and the only person that was going to be somewhat a prisoner was Lila. He could still feel her lips wrapped around him and when he used the facilities before the ceremony, he had the ring of her lipstick to remind him of the fact that they had done that right here in the godfathers home. He had no desire to wash off her mark; until such time that she was able to do it with her own mouth and lips.
There was a chorus of applause, Lila was still casually looking at this man and not quite getting a good read on him. “I know that he’s deadly, but I don’t understand why everybody is so afraid of him. I made him spill in my mouth and I had done it with a flair for the dramatic. I like to please, I also like to surprise and maybe I found the right man that will appreciate my talents. He has already told me that I will be wearing whatever he wants and I have no problem doing that. It’s a far cry from being naked all the time and waiting for the man to come home to have his way with me. He has a lot going for him and his 8 inches is more than enough. It’s thick and demanding and I love the way that it spits hot white venom into my mouth. I look forward to feeling his seed being enveloped by the silky lips of my sex.
“I want to welcome the both of you into the institution of marriage. I hope that you treat it with the respect that it deserves. I’m having an after wedding party in your honor. I do hope that you will be there and not just run for the nearest room to consummate the union.” Jamison looked around and everybody started to snicker underneath their breath. They knew better not to leave him hanging with dead silence, as his only means of response. “I also have a wedding gift that I think that Jordan will specifically enjoy.” He clapped his hands and the roar of the engine made everybody turn.
In the yard a few yards away was a black 2016 mustang convertible. It still had that new car smell and the gleaming metal was like a beacon to anyone that was a muscle car enthusiast. Jamison thought that he would see a smile on Jordan’s face, but he never changed from his trademark stoic look. He was a little disappointed. He thought for sure that he was going to be the first man ever to see him smile.
“It’s a beautiful piece of machinery, Mr. Crane. I will give it the proper respect, but before we leave can we have those idiotic cans taken off of it. It’s sleazy and I don’t want any part of it.” His voice was laced with a sickly terror that was meant to put people in their place. “I don’t want to be some kind of spectacle driving down the street with my arm around my bride. Make sure that they are gone post haste or I will do it for you and you won’t like where I put the cans. I do hope that there’s going to be food, because I am famished. I think that I might have to have a little something before things begin.” He looked towards Lila and envisioned her wrapped around his head with her pussy grinding against his mouth over and over again in orgasmic glee.
Lila walked over to him and whispered into his ear “I think that you and I might be on the same wavelength. I’ve shown you what I can do and I think it’s time that you return the favor. Find us someplace private and I’ll be glad to give you a taste of the good stuff. I do have to warn you that I’m a bit of a screamer. I think that’s the reason why I was a sought after commodity by those in the trade.” “I actually want to feel his tongue in action and see if his marksmanship is translated between my legs. I’m sure that he knows his way around down there and if the rumors are true, I’m in for a very good time indeed.”
Jordan listened to the words coming out of his bride’s mouth and knew that they were simpatico in more ways than one. “I think that it might be time that we christen the gift that was given to us by Jamison. Let’s take it for a ride and you can sit on my stick, while I shift gears and watch for any problems. I like to push the envelope when it comes to sex. It makes me feel alive and there are days that I need that more than anything. I hope that you’re not squeamish or embarrassed easily. We may get pulled over by the police, but I think that I can play it off or at the very least pay him off.” Jordan took her hand and they mingled for about 5 minutes and then they separated from those that they were talking to and snuck down into the driveway.
Standing there in front of her groom, Lila reached underneath the dress and pulled her panties off and flung them into the air nonchalantly. They landed a few feet from some young up and coming talent in the organization. They all looked at each other and then dove for the prize. It became a brawl with fists flying and broken bones being the result of trying to get their hands on Lila’s undergarments.
“I think that you and I have to come to an understanding. I know what I said about putting you in your place, but right now the only place that you need to worry about is sitting on my face.” Jordan drove down and out through the gate, giving a knowing glance to the guard on duty. He peeled away from the curb, leaving behind streaks of black in his wake. He loved the sound of the hard muscled engine coming to life underneath his foot. He turned to see that Lila was holding onto the dashboard with a smile that lit up her face like the 4th of July.
“I’ve always been a big fan of muscle cars and those that could drive them. It takes a real man to handle a machine like this.” She was not above flattery and then she started to tease him by lifting the dress, until it was up far enough that she could spread her legs and show him the split down the middle. “I do have to admit that pushing the envelope with this man takes on a whole different level. He’s the kind that gets complacent and he takes care of that by doing things that would be a little hard to explain to a judge in front of a courtroom. I look at him and I see that he’s staring at me out of the corner of his eye. I have no idea how he is able to do that, but I think that I should give him a show.”
They drove past a long line of semis and she lifted her feet onto the dashboard to give them something to remember. They blew their air horns in appreciation for the young woman that was putting her wares on display. Some even took matters into their own hands and gave themselves a nice jerk off session with her face and her body playing heavily into their fantasies.
“I don’t have any problem with you showing off, but maybe you should keep in your pants, at least until we get to our final destination. I have something interesting in mind and like I said I do hope that you’re not gun shy or looking for vanilla kind of sex. I’m a bit of a try sexual and I will do anything once to say that I did it and twice if I like it. All during that ceremony, I couldn’t get the feeling of your lips giving me that kind of pleasure under the table. Do you think that you can duplicate that by going down on me while I’m driving 100 miles an hour down this highway?” He got his answer by her leaning across with her ass up in the air and exposed to anybody that was driving by.
Lila was doing that on purpose, so that he would get the extra thrill of knowing that people would be pining for her and he was the one that was getting her. She unzipped his fly and reached into his pants to pull out the one thing that looked like it had a mind of its own. “I think that what you need right now is for me to excite you enough that you are going to come after me like a man possessed. I do have to warn you that you really do need to be careful. Pregnancy is frowned within the organization, but even more so marks on my body will not be tolerated. I may be married to you, but I’m still bound by Jamison’s rule.” “I want him to know the score from the very beginning so there is no chance of misinterpreting what I’m trying to say. I don’t mind playing, but anything more serious is taking things a little too far. I don’t know where he comes from or what his childhood was like, but I can only assume that it wasn’t good. I came from Rich’s beyond imagine, but also parents that weren’t exactly friendly when it came to punishment. I should’ve known that they were only sparing the rod.”
“I have no delusions about getting you pregnant. I don’t want children and I’ve never had any desire to be held down by some rug rat and his mother. Get that mouth to work, or I will have to pull your hair and make you do it. I think that is a great idea.” Before he could ask for permission, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her into his lap. She opened your mouth quick enough to feel the knob slide freely within her mouth. She turned slightly, so that he could see the indentation of that same knob pressed against her cheek from the outside.
Lila was not even in control. She felt his firm hold on her hair and the pain of pulling at her follicles was exactly what she was looking for in a man. She’d never liked getting rough before, but she had learned that it brought a little bit more excitement into the bedroom or anyplace that she decided to get busy. “I thought that I loved going down on him before, but this is even better than it was the first time around. His sticky discharge is delicious and I think that he is not the only one that will want to do this many times over.” Lila was feeling like she was being used and that was exactly the case.