and dearest. A soft violin piece plays in the background, and without warning, a burst of thunder rolls in on the horizon, but Charlotte doesn’t flinch one bit. She used to be terrified of the sound, never giving me an explanation as to why.
“How come the thunder didn’t scare you?”
“Because I have you to protect me.” She smiles, placing her arms around me as we continue to lose ourselves in each other, our lips unable to unlock until Rocky tells us to stop because it’s bordering on pornographic.
We pull away as the music starts, and right here, on our spot, we dance to what was once our song.
“I love this song.” Charlotte rests her head on my shoulder.
“I know… I wasn’t sure if—”
She interrupts me by placing her finger against my lips. “I don’t care what happens after. No one can ever erase the moment in time when we sat side by side playing the piano and singing. Whatever the hell happened after, I don’t care. That moment stuck with me, that song stuck with me, and, Lex, it is our song. It’s not tainted, and thank you for choosing it today for us to dance to.”
Charlotte is eerily calm, a perfect calm, and I feel my body relax, allowing myself to enjoy this dance with my wife.
The girls planned a simple ceremony followed by an even simpler reception here on the cliff top. Our loved ones surround us as they talk to each other and dance beside us. It’s to be followed by cutting the cake, my speech, then straight to our honeymoon where I get to enjoy Charlotte for a month. A month of fucking my beautiful wife all day, all night. Now that is heaven.
During our dance, people congratulate around us, but I manage to hold onto Charlotte tight because my fucking boner is standing out like an eyesore. Eric, the fucking idiot, is obviously amused by it all. I have the right mind to kidnap him and have women rub their pussies all up in his face just to teach him a lesson. The throbbing pain is unbearable, and I need a release, but how awful it would be if I was caught jerking off at my own wedding? For some reason, the others don’t have a problem. In fact, I can’t spot the others apart from Rocky, who looks pretty smug. I suspect he’s had his release already.
I motion for Charlotte to come with me. Without asking a thousand questions, she lifts the hem of her dress in her hands so it won’t get caught on the ground. With her hand in mine, I take her down the path, but along the way, we hear rustling in the bushes followed by a giggle. I stop and place my fingers against my mouth, motioning for Charlotte to be quiet, so we could hear who it is.
“Andrew… right there…”
Oh, fuck, no!
I grab Charlotte’s arms with force as she covers her mouth unable to contain her laughter, knowing all too well the idea of my parents having sex is the biggest nightmare of all time. Yet, somehow, the general is so pumped with Viagra that his saluting is relentless. As I continue to lead her down the path, I find the isolated cave and pull her inside.
Against the rock wall, I smash my lips against hers.
“Lex, we have everyone waiting…”
“Don’t worry about them, Rocky has it covered. I need to fuck you now as my wife. I promise to make sweet love to you when we get back to our hotel room, but right now I need to fuck you.”
There is no objection as I lift her dress and plunge into her, the sound of her small cry echoing in the cave.
“I saw you with the firefighters, Charlotte. It made me so fucking jealous. This, the way I’m fucking you, is to show you that you belong to me. Obsessed together forever, we said the words. I am obsessed with you, every move you make, every stare at another man, I’m watching.”
She doesn’t say a word, only pulling me in tighter and begging for more.
“And did you see me touch the firefighter? Did you see me look at his cock?” she asks, teasingly.
Oh, she fucking knows what she’s doing, allowing my jealousy to consume my raging testosterone. I grab her ass, gripping it so tightly knowing my nails are digging into her. I can’t get in deep enough. Calm the fuck down, don’t hurt the baby.