Dom
18 months later
I FINISH UP at the gym, I can’t wait to get home to Chloe and Chase. He’s ten months now and already starting to walk, I’m terrified I’ll miss his first steps each day I’m not at home. I can’t complain though, not many people can say they get paid to keep fit. I started out working there, training people for a wage. Helping with the classes and cleaning the gym at the end of the day, I got to train for free too. I had my first legit MMA fight only a few months after starting there. Now I have sponsors and eight wins under my belt with six being knockouts. When the scouts came to my fight, it was a close one, we went seven rounds and traded blows, until the knock out, I wasn’t even sure who was up on points. I was absolutely blown away when I was offered a contract, and even more blown away when they said I’d be paid for it. We get to travel all over with all expenses paid. And I love my job! Turns out that Chloe is a natural when it comes to parenting, she never loses her patience and always has time for Chase even when she’s had no sleep. My woman rocks. My phone rings as I step out of the gym.
‘Hey, baby everything okay?’
‘Hey, everything’s great, but we’re out of milk and…’ she lowers her voice to a whisper. ‘My dad just dropped by, he isn’t doing so good.’
‘Aw shit, okay I’ll grab some milk, anything else while I’m there?’
‘No I think that’s it.’
‘Okay see you soon.’
‘Oh wait, did you call the home? Check on Nan?’
‘I did, she’s good.’ I smile. She’s always thinking about others.
‘Oh good I haven’t had a second today. That boy is definitely your son.’ She giggles,
‘Yeah yeah.’ I chuckle. ‘He just likes to keep mummy on her toes. Babe I’m at the car so if you need anything else text me.’
‘Okay love you.’
‘Love you, sweetheart be back real soon.’
I sit a while at the junction and think about what I’m walking into when I get home. Chloe and her dad had a long overdue chat just after Chase was born. He and Charity had been deciding whether they should stay in the UK or go back to the States. But Chase being born was the deciding factor. He couldn’t leave, and despite Chloe not approving of Charity’s relationship with her dad they’d managed to move past it. But Mike had other worries and recently decided that he wanted Charity to go and live a little so she could decide if he was what she really wanted. I think Chloe’s words must have penetrated somewhere deep and it bothered him ever since. I mean she did scream about Stockholm syndrome. Charity had argued and argued but he’d insisted. So right now, she’s in the States and he’s here lonely and feeling very sorry for himself.
It’s hard sometimes because I want to tell him to live a little too, not obsess over what Charity’s doing. But I understand how hard it must be. He wants her to be sure about him if she does decide to come back. He told her she has to take at least six months or something like that. And in the meantime, he comes over to our house each day and spends time with his daughter and grandson.
Charity’s been gone almost three months now. Chloe was reluctant about Mike spending so much time at ours at first, but she’s happy with how their relationship stands now and he’s even giving her away at the wedding. Which is in two weeks. Wow two weeks and I’ll have a Mrs Colton by my side. I can’t fucking wait. I pull into the carpark and head into the store. Grabbing some milk, and chocolate because being four months pregnant is messing with Chloe’s eating, she craves chocolate like twenty-four hours a day. She’s constantly worrying about the weight she’s going to gain. But I couldn’t care less, being pregnant suits her and honestly, I’d keep her knocked up if it was up to me, she’s so fucking beautiful with my babies in her belly. And Chase is so amazing because his mum is. He learns so fast and that along with Chloe’s patience in teaching him is just the best thing in the world. I’d have ten kids running around if she’d let me. And honestly we’d have amazing sex making them!
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Wedding day
I stand at the altar with Andre next to me. He and I have become close after everything, we train together and when he isn’t off on a mission he’s often round at our house with Greg. They love Chase and we made them his Godfather’s. They’re amazing, even talked about having their own kids one day. I’m nervous as fuck especially now since Chloe is late. This whole shebang was organised by Chloe and despite having a ten month old and being four months pregnant she’s managed to arrange the most beautiful wedding. Not being religious we didn’t want a church wedding. But she still wanted to walk down an aisle. So, we chose a hotel which is beautiful and the room has a makeshift altar and an aisle between two sets of seats. Which are filled with our family and friends. And even a kiddie’s section with a colouring table for the parents with young children. Chloe thought of everything. The ride here was a surprise too, she had arranged a Ferrari for me and Andre to arrive in. My dream car, and I got to drive it like I was like a kid at Christmas. Chloe has her friend from her old job and her teenage daughter as bridesmaids. I hear the music start and turn back to look I suddenly feel stiff and unable to move. I crack my neck side to side and shake my arms out like I would before a fight. I didn’t realise how nervous I was until this very moment.
‘Relax, man, it’s all good.’ Andre winks at me. I smile and his face splits into a grin as he slaps my back. I hear a collective gasp from the guests and I know she must have just walked in. Shit am I supposed to turn around and watch her walk down? Or am I supposed to wait until she’s next to me to see her? Is it bad luck if I get it wrong? I look over at Andre who turns and smiles. Fuck it, I can’t wait a second longer. I turn my head and catch a glimpse of her. I almost drop to my knees, the image of her in that dress… Jesus I think I’m hard. Fuck I definitely am. I drop my hands to hide the bulge at my crotch and I can’t contain the grin that splits across my face.
The dress is white and just off the shoulder, cut in around her tits and showing them in the just best way. Her small bump is just showing under the satin which flows out at her feet and trails behind her in a long sweeping piece that her two bridesmaids are holding a little ways back. The veil sweeps back over her hair but I can see that it is up and curled into ringlets which have little crystals all throughout it.
As always, she’s smiling and her eyes are shimmering with brimming tears. As her dad proudly walks her toward me, I feel like I want to meet her half way, but I stand firm and wait. It seems to take forever until her hand is finally in mine.
‘Hey,’ she whispers.
‘Hey, yourself.’ I grin. ‘You okay?’ Her head nods and she bites her bottom lip as the officiant starts to talk. It’s all a bit of a blur after that. Until he says, ‘You may now kiss the bride.’ I don’t fucking hesitate and almost drag her off like a caveman to our hotel room there and then. Andre clears his throat and everyone laughs at how desperate I am to kiss her. I don’t want to let her go either once I have her in my arms. But a little voice saying, ‘Daaeee,’ has me turning to find Chase in Andre’s arms. There are flashes going off in every corner of the room and by the time we get to the reception room my face hurts from smiling. I look down at our joined hands. Her wedding band is white gold set with diamonds encrusted all the way around. Next to her engagement ring which I chose myself. A square cut diamond sitting in an encrusted band. I take a mental picture. This is one of the best days ever. My wedding band is platinum and plain. I wasn’t going to have one at first, fighting isn’t the best career to wear a ring. But I know it was important for her just like it was for me to put a ring on her finger. I wouldn’t deny her that. I will wear it every day unless I’m in the cage.
The photographer takes a million and one pictures and the final posed ones are us standing by the enormous cake. Which has three tiers and a ton of cupcakes with all different frostings, including my favourite chocolate. My girl did so fucking good with all of this. By the time everyone filters in we’re about ready for speeches and food. We sit at the top table and Andre and Greg sit by my nan who occupies the seat next to me. She’s still crying with happy tears, and thankfully very lucid. And then Chloe and her dad sit at my other side with Chase in his highchair playing with his teething toys. He looks fucking adorable in his little grey suit and bow tie. With everyone I love surrounding me I couldn’t ask for a better day.
‘Speech,’ someone shouts. I guess I should go first. I stand and clink my glass with a knife.
‘I just want to say a few words.’ I swallow and realise I have a small lump in my throat. I look down at my wife who looks right back as if I am the best man in the whole world.
‘I never knew I wanted to get married, or even settle down, I didn’t even realise I was looking for a relationship, until the day Chloe walked into my life. It was always crazy to me the thought of love at first sight, but now I know it’s real. Because the day I first saw you, Chloe my life changed forever in the best way. You complete me and make me whole, and who I’m meant to be. You made me a husband, a father and a better man. I will love you always. You are my forever, my lobster as you say.’ The tears fall but she giggles at my last words because that’s what she’s said to me ever-since we saw it on a documentary. Everyone claps at my speech but all I see is my wife. I lean down and kiss her. The rest of the day goes by without a hitch and as the evening wears on Mike takes Chase to our house and babysits for the evening while we stay at the hotel. We still have a little one gate-crashing our hotel suite but we can’t send that one off for the night just yet. As I lift her into my arms to carry her over the threshold. She laughs loud calling me silly because obviously this isn’t where we live, but I intend on doing everything traditionally. I walk her straight over to the bed and lay her out on it. I part her legs and crawl under the mountain of underskirts until I find her panties. What I find there though makes me pause. She has on a garter and suspenders and stockings. I pull back and ruffling the dress beneath me, I finally find her face.
She’s grinning from ear to ear. ‘You like?’ she asks. This I have to see in its entirety. She knows I have a thing for suspenders and stockings and fuck me does she look good in them.
‘Stand up.’ I order her as I pull her up to standing. She turns looking over her shoulder presenting me with her ass and the back of the dress which I unclip and unthread the ribbon from their loops, it seems to take forever as I finally get the last loop undone. I slide the dress from her shoulders and down until it gathers at her waist and small bump. I leave the white bra in place and turn her to face me. Her face is full of hunger her arousal just as desperate as mine. Sliding her hands under the dress she pushes it over her hips and it falls into a heap at her feet. The suspender belt sits just below her bump and the white sheer lace leaves nothing to the imagination as she steps out I rove my eyes all the way from her face down to her stocking covered legs and white satin heels. What a fucking image.
‘You’ve spoiled me.’ I growl as I put my hands on her hips and pull her in for a kiss.
‘Anything for you, husband,’ she whispers and my dick jerks in response.
‘You’re so fucking beautiful, Chloe.’
‘Oh god Fuck me, Dom,’ she begs. No doubt due to the sex ban she put us on for four days leading up to the wedding day. I honestly don’t know where to start. So, I devour her mouth and move down her body with my tongue.
‘I swear if you weren’t already pregnant, you would have been by the end of tonight,’ I tell her through frantic kissing and licking.
‘Oh my god that feels so good.’ She moans as I slide my fingers inside past her panties and rub on her clit. I pull down her knickers slowly and deliberately grazing my fingers down the inside of her thighs and walk her backward to the bed.
‘Lay down, baby.’ We spend the whole night making each other come. Before we finally fall asleep exhausted and more than sated.
As the sun comes up I feel her lips on my chest her teeth grazing my nipple, and her hand on my dick.
‘Good morning, wife.’
I’m greeted with a grin as she takes my dick inside her mouth. Good fucking morning indeed.
The End