Kate
Jonathan picked up the microphone and tapped it, making sure everyone in the room stopped talking to look at him.
“Hi, everyone? I just want to thank you all for turning up today. It means a lot to the both of us… to my wife and me…”
The room erupted into a chorus of cheers and whooping, and he looked down at me by his side.
“I’m sure you all agree that she looks absolutely beautiful today. She always has, and it’s just reaffirmed to me that I’m such a lucky man.”
Everyone agreed, and I blushed, looking at the flowers in front of me.
“You’re all friends and family here,” he said, glancing at everyone, “so I’m sure you know I’m not a man of many words, and those I do say I mean without a doubt, so what I’m about to say comes from a place that many of you have never seen before.”
He pointed to his mother on the other side of me in her special chair with her pearl beaded blanket around her shoulders.
“That woman over there, the one who’s always smiling, is the reason I’m standing here today. She’s the reason I knew I had to do everything possible to fight for what I wanted, and what I wanted was Kate. So please, can we first raise our glasses in a toast to the woman who will always keep fighting to the end, my mother, Meredith Davenport.”
She wiped at her tears as everyone repeated the toast, and as usual she smiled back.
“Now to my wife.” He looked down at me, reached out for my hand, and took it tightly in his. “You knew I was never the marrying kind, and still you took a chance on me. You trusted me with the most valuable thing you have, your heart, and I’ll spend the rest of our lives protecting it. I can promise you that. I never believed in love, Kate. I never knew a love like this could exist until I met you. From the moment I saw you, I knew there was something different about you, and we have a whole lifetime to get to know each other more and explore the world—our world. With that being said, I’d like us all to stand in honor of my wife and my bride, and for everyone to raise their glasses to future happiness!”
They echoed his words throughout the room, and I stood up to kiss him, running my fingers over the side of his face and trailing it over his jaw.
“I love you, Kate,” he whispered quietly to me when I pulled away, looking into my eyes.
I moved my lips to his ear, wrapping my arms around his neck much to the delight of our guests, but I blocked them out because at that moment all I could see was him.
“Thank you for believing that I could love you back.”
The rest of the celebrations continued in a blur of champagne, greetings, tears, and laughter, and I stood talking to Jessica and her friends while they complimented my dress and the amazing food.
I blushed at their words, the bubbles from the champagne leaving a permanent hazy smile on my face, and as I turned to pick my drink up from the table I saw Jonathan across the room watching me.
He took a sip of his drink without losing eye contact and put it down.
I saw him mouth ‘excuse me,’ to the people he was talking to, and I watched as he crossed the room toward me.
His hands snaked around my waist and he nuzzled his face into my neck.
“Why don’t we take this somewhere a little more private?” he half growled.
I felt myself blush again, embarrassed slightly that Jessica and her friends could hear, but they seemed completely oblivious.
“What about our guests?” I whispered back at him.
He pressed himself into me.
“They can wait; however, I cannot.”
I giggled at his impatience.
“What if I say no?”
He moaned into my neck.
“God, I don’t know how much longer you’re going to tease me with that dress. It’s begging to be ripped off.”
“Um, they’ll be no ripping. It’s couture.” I teased.
He laughed and took a step backward, taking a mental cold shower.
“It looks stunning on you, but I happen to know it’ll look better on our suite floor.”
He traced his fingers down the line of the dress over my hip, and I glanced around to see if anyone was watching us, but he turned my face back toward him, bringing his lips close to my ear.
“Meet me in the honeymoon suite in fifteen minutes.”
“Fifteen minutes? Isn’t the cake supposed to—?”
He put a finger across my lips.
“Forget the cake. Meet me there in seven.”
“I don’t know where…”
“Meet me in five. You’ll find it.”
He disappeared into the midst of our guests, and I turned back to Jessica and her friends.
“Everything okay?” she asked, looking at my face. I nodded, laughing with embarrassment at the images I had in my head of having sex with her brother. If only she knew what I was thinking.
“I’ll just be a moment,” I said, excusing myself from the group, and I made my way back out to the hall.
“Oh, Kate! I’ve been meaning to corner you!” Jonathan’s auntie came running over to me, but I didn’t stop.
“Can we speak a bit later?” I asked hurriedly. “I’ll be back, I promise.”
She nodded and wandered off again. I felt bad at dismissing her so hastily, but the anticipation to be alone with my new husband was almost overwhelming me.
I found the staircase and hurried up it, lifting my dress with every step until I reached the top.
Brilliant!
All the doors had names, and I half walked, half ran down the hall, checking each one until I got to the end and there, in big letters on a golden plaque, it said: ‘I promise to love, honor and cherish you.’
It had to be the one.
I knocked on it, quietly at first, hoping not to draw attention from the other rooms nearby. When there was no answer, I tried again, harder, while turning the knob. To my surprise, the door opened.
I stepped inside the dimly lit room, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness.
“Four minutes and twenty seven seconds,” I heard a voice say from one side of the room.
I spun my head around to see Jonathan sitting in an armchair in the corner with his wrist in the air, looking at his watch. When he saw me, he got up and walked over slowly.
“Drink?” He pointed over to the mini bar in the corner.
I shook my head.
“I didn’t come up here to drink….” I said, my voice wavering at my newfound boldness.
“Oh?” He raised an eyebrow. “What did you come here for?”
I turned so that my back faced him and moved my hair to one side, looking over my shoulder. He didn’t need any more prompting than that, and slowly his fingers found the buttons and one by one he undid them slowly.
The action should have been over in seconds, but he took his time, inch by inch, allowing his fingers to graze and tease the skin of my back as he went further and further down until he finished.
I heard him step back, and I turned around to see him edge further backward until he reached the chair he’d come from. He dropped into it, his eyes watching me intently.
I peeled the dress away from my body and let it expose my breasts in my strapless bra. He kept his eyes on me throughout, not daring to look away, as the material stopped on my hips and I slowly pushed it over them until it pooled on the floor in an expensive puddle.
I stood there in front of him in nothing but my underwear and garter, all especially bought for his liking.
"Holy shit," he said as he looked at me, his eyes traveling over every inch of my body. And then back up to my eyes as he grabbed his crotch and adjusted the material of his pants.
I knew he was hard, and it gave me a renewed confidence to see that I excited him in such a way.
It wasn’t the normal reaction that men had given me when I’d previously undressed, so to see the desire in his eyes as he stood up and came toward me made, me feel like the sexiest woman in the world at that moment.
He put his hands on my waist and pulled me toward him.
"I love this," he moaned, hooking his fingers into my silk panties, "but I’m afraid it's going to have to come off."
He pulled it down slowly over my thighs, bending as it skimmed my calves and landed with the dress, and then he stood up again, running his fingers up my leg, over my hip and along the curve of my waist until he had the clasp of my bra in his hands.
It gave away easily to him, and he threw it to the other side of the room.
“You won’t be needing that,” he said, as both of his hands held onto my breasts, squeezing the handful that he got.
“Lie down,” he instructed, and I allowed him to push me gently backward until I hit the bed. I climbed onto it, keeping my eyes on him as I did it.
He took off his bowtie and undressed, taking everything off apart from his underpants. He followed my eyes as I focused on his bulge, licking my lips as I edged forward.
I expected him to instruct me to stay back, but he didn’t. Instead, he watched as I came closer, settling myself on the edge of the bed and pulling down the material of his underpants.
His hard member jumped free at my eye level, and before he got to speak, I covered him with my mouth.
“Oh, god!” he groaned, throwing his head back. He put his hands loosely around the back of my neck to keep me there.
I reached up to hold him with my hands, massaging him with my lips and tongue, but before I could build up a rhythm, he pushed me away, shaking his head.
“No, Kate. Tonight it’s all about you…”
He climbed above me onto the bed and brought his lips to mine, kissing me desperately, and at the same time he ran his hand down the front of my body until he grabbed my sex, rubbing my clit for a moment before sliding his fingers into me. I arched against them and closed my eyes, clinging to his neck.
He kept going as I writhed against him, and then he broke our kiss to look into my eyes when I opened them, but still he didn’t speak. I lay there panting as he kissed a trail down my body, all the way down until he got where I wanted him the most.
“Ah…” I moaned long and loud, as his mouth found me and sucked me into him. The combination of his fingers and tongue sent me toward the edge fast. I wanted to savor every moment of the first time we had sex as husband and wife, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop him. It felt too good. I felt as though I’d explode at any moment, given the chance.
He reached up with his other hand and ran it over my stomach, resting it there.
“Jonathan…” I breathed tangling my fingers into his hair. “I can’t hold on…”
He took his mouth away from me, and I felt the cold withdrawal of pleasure over my body as he climbed back up to face me.
I reached over and flicked the lamp off, but he turned it back on.
“Not tonight,” he said huskily. “Tonight, I want to see you. All of you.”
I looked up into his eyes as he lowered his lips to mine, and we kissed while he reached down between us, coating the head of his member with my wetness before slowly entering me.
He pushed the whole length of himself into me, and I whimpered against his lips with pleasure, swallowing the groan that escaped his mouth into mine. And as he built up his rhythm, he had to pull away from our kiss to shudder above me.
“God, Kate…” he growled, lacing his fingers with mine and pinning my hand to the bed.
He withdrew and thrust in again, another groan escaping his lips, and he used his free hand to run down my body and then up again to hold a breast.
He started to thrust faster, moving in and out of me with long, deep strokes, and the closer I got to my orgasm, the more I felt myself trembling in his arms.
He reconnected our lips, but the pleasure prevented his kiss from lasting too long.
I stretched myself out beneath him and he looked at me, the image sending him dangerously close to coming.
“Shit,” he sighed, turning away from me. He moaned again, and the sound of his arousal sent a trigger though me, only this time it ignited and I felt the buildup of tension rising and rising before it exploded. I cried out, wrapping my arms and legs around his waist, shaking beneath him as wave after wave of pleasure took over my body. I arched against his solid chest, my eyes closed, and he kissed me urgently, his own orgasm building to dangerously high levels.
He held onto my waist and threw his head back, eyebrows furrowed with ecstasy, and I heard the moans that came from within him as his movements became jagged and he bucked his hips harder against me before crying out loudly with every wave of pleasure that he experienced.
I held onto him, clinging to his body and riding out the climax that rocked his and made him shudder uncontrollably before he collapsed on top of me.
We both lay there panting in a sweaty mess of tangled limbs as silence descended on the room. We could hear the faint hum of music below from our wedding party through the slightly open window.
“You’re my wife…” he said breathlessly, lingering on top of me for a moment longer before freeing me and rolling off onto the bed. “I’m never going to tire of making love to you like that.”
I turned to snuggle myself up to him, the desire to go back to our wedding reception at the back of my mind now that I was basking in postcoital glow with my new husband.
“I couldn’t have asked for a better end to my day,” I whispered against his shoulder. “I got married, and all thanks to you I’ve met my birth mom and... I just want to thank you for turning my whole life around, Jonathan Davenport. I can’t describe the impact you’ve had on my life.”
“You never had to be alone. My arms have been open wide ever since you were gone, Kate,” he said, turning toward me and kissing my forehead. “You only had to find your way back, and you did. You came back to me.”
He pulled the sheets up over us, and as he did so he turned his whole body toward mine and we lay looking into each other’s eyes. He studied me, his eyes fully understanding every feature on my face, every crease, and every part that made me who I am.
“You don’t have to hide anymore,” he said, quietly tracing his thumb along my jaw, up underneath my eye and then down across my cheek until it grazed my lips and sent a shiver of pleasure over me. “You’re my destination, Kate. I’m calling you my home.”
The End of
Keeper
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~Boomerang~
Evan’s story
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