I Thee Wed (Wedding Dreams) (17 page)

I head to the kitchen to find a
drink. I just want a Diet Coke or something, but I don’t remember seeing any.
I’m bent over looking on the bottom shelf, hoping to find a can in the back. I
hear the patio door open and close, so I know Drew’s in the room. My heart
starts to speed up, just knowing he’s near.
This is crazy.
I can’t have
feelings for this man. I know he’s only interested in this marriage so it looks
good for his mother. I just get the luxury of living in this beautiful home,
which is great. Not to mention the three-carat diamond ring on my
finger,
and my business will be debt free. I have to keep a
lid on my feelings or I know I’ll get hurt.

I stand up and look at Drew. He’s
staring but I can’t tell what he’s thinking. The look on his face is a
combination of lust and confusion. Not a great combo.

I tell Drew I’m going to swim and
invite him to join me. He mumbles something about checking his email. I’m not
convinced, but I’ll let it go. I need time to think, too.

I pat Drew on the cheek as I head
out. Probably too motherly, but the moment just felt right for it. Once on the
patio, I drop my towel and dive into the deep end. When the water hits my body,
I can feel myself relax.  

After a few laps, I decide to
float on my back to catch my breath. With my eyes closed I think about all
that’s happened in the past week. I’ve gotten engaged, I’ve been confronted by
a crazy woman, I’ve nearly planned my wedding, I’ve moved in with Drew, and
next week I’ll be married. Well, not legally, but for all other intents and
purposes.  

I never thought my life would take
this kind of turn. I’ve never needed anyone in my life; I’ve always been
independent and self-sufficient. My parents were supportive of my decisions and
didn’t interfere with my crazy ideas. Now, I feel like a weight has been lifted
with Drew. Yes, he’s going to pay my debt, but it’s more than that. It’s like I
have someone in my corner, someone who understands how much I want to rely only
on myself, respects that, and still tries to help, without being pushy. He’s
becoming someone I didn’t realize I wanted in my life. That’s what scares the
shit out of me.

I don’t want to depend on anyone
for anything. It makes me feel weak. I’ve always been able to solve my own
problems, so taking Drew’s money was not an easy thing for me to do. Not having
to worry about how the bills will get paid is a relief, but I’m not sure if
it’s worth the price. Right now, the cost is minimal, but if I fall for him,
the expense becomes my heart. That’s not what I bargained for.

I need to clear my mind again, so
I decide to swim a couple more laps. When I get to the deep end, Drew’s
standing there. He’s looking at me and I have no idea how long he’s been there.
He walks to the edge of the pool, and I can see the tent in his boxers. Drew
drops his shorts and jumps in the pool, splashing me in the process. When I
open my eyes, he’s right in front of me. I can’t help but put my arms around
his neck, leaning my body into his. There’s something about him that feels so
right.

“Did you get your email taken
care of?” I have to break the sexual tension with something.

“I did as much as I can for the
weekend. I’ll check it again tomorrow evening to make sure before I go into the
office on Monday. But I don’t want to talk about work right now.”

“Oh? What do you want to talk
about?”

“I want to hear you screaming my
name while I make you come in this pool.”

Oh, fuck. I let him know I’m on
board by crushing my lips to his and wrapping my legs around his waist. Drew
swims us to the middle of the pool until he can touch bottom. He unties my suit
and pulls it down over my breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking
and nipping. Throwing my head back, I groan. Drew continues his assault on my
breast and I can’t help but grind against him.

I feel his hardness between my
thighs and I know this is going to be one hell of a ride. Drew moves to my
other breast, biting down just hard enough to make me yell out. He continues to
bite and suck and I’m pretty sure he’s going to leave a mark. I’m helpless to
do anything but hang on and enjoy the attention he’s giving me.

Drew pulls away from my chest and
looks me in the eye. “I don’t know what you’re doing to me, Lily, but I can’t
keep my hands off you.” He takes my earlobe into his mouth. I run my hands up
and down his back, using my fingernails to scratch him lightly. I hear him
growl in my ear and he pulls my suit away from my body. Drew tosses the
material and I hear it land on the patio with a slap.

He cups my ass. He squeezes my
flesh and pulls me closer. I wrap my arms around him to let him know I’m not
going anywhere.

Drew slowly moves us toward the
shallow end of the pool, all the while kissing my neck and breasts. Once he
reaches the stairs into the pool, he turns around and sits me down on one. He
leans back and looks at me, his gaze running up and down my body along with his
hands. He puts two fingers inside me and I can’t help the moan that comes out;
he knows just how to touch me. He continues to move his fingers in and out of
me while his other hand is pinching my nipple. I try to touch his hardness, but
he moves just out of my reach.

I can feel the orgasm coming hard
and fast and I’m powerless to stop it. Drew kneels down in front of me, never
stopping the movement of his fingers. I see the lust in his eyes as he
whispers, “Come for me, Lily.” It’s all I needed to hear and I shatter around
his fingers. Drew swiftly removes his hand and slams his cock into me while I’m
still in the throes of the orgasm. I scream out his name and he pounds into me
like a man possessed. I can’t help but wrap my legs around him, linking my
ankles and holding onto his neck as he continues his frenetic pace.

I can feel another orgasm
building but I also sense he’s close to his own release. I reach down between
us and finger my clit, hoping to meet him at the peak of his orgasm with my
own. Drew looks down to see what I’m doing and he growls, “Fuck that’s hot,
Lily. You're so fucking
unreal,
I can’t believe you’re
not a dream.”

I can’t respond because my focus
is on his cock moving in and out and my fingers moving around my clit. It takes
less than a minute for me to reach my second orgasm and my pussy tightens
around his length. I throw my head back and scream, “Drew, you are the fucking
king!” He grunts once and I can feel him coming inside me. He continues to thrust,
helping me ride out my orgasm while my pussy milks him. He presses his forehead
against mine and stares for a few seconds.

“Well, that’s certainly a good
way to start our evening,” I say to break the silence. Drew keeps looking at
me, and I can’t figure out what he’s thinking.

He shakes his head and laughs,
settling on the step next to me. “I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t hurt
you did I?”

“No, you didn’t hurt me. But it
was certainly unexpected.” I laugh with him. I haven’t had this much sex in my
entire life, but I can’t say I’m not enjoying it. Hopefully things will
continue like this and Drew won’t get tired of me anytime soon. Of course, when
he does move on, my heart will shatter because I’m pretty sure I’m falling in
love with him.

Chapter
16

Lily

Monday morning comes around way
too soon. It was a wonderful weekend with Drew and I’m not ready to come out of
the bubble we’ve created for ourselves and go back to the real world.
Nala
has settled in and seems to have taken over Drew’s house.
I’m in the kitchen getting my coffee when she and Drew saunter in. I have to
admit, it’s pretty funny seeing them together.

Drew drops
Nala
on the floor by her food dish. Yes, he bought her another set of food dishes to
have in the kitchen. She starts munching on her breakfast as he walks over to
me. I can’t help but watch him. He moves so smoothly, like a cat stalking its
prey, and I’m helpless to move.

“Good morning, Lily. I trust you
slept well.” He knows I did because I couldn’t keep my eyes open after the
marathon of sex we had yesterday. I’m surprised I can walk this morning.

“I did, thank you.
How about yourself?”
I smile, knowing he passed out just
before I did. It was a fun Sunday.

“I slept better than I have in ages.
So, what does your day look like today? Any chance we could have lunch
together?”

Really?
He wants to
have lunch? We’ve spent the last five days together and he wants to have lunch
with me? This is either really good or really bad.

“I’m not sure. I have to admit
I’m nervous as to what the shop is going to be like today. I’ve never left
Sierra in charge for so long, and I didn’t hear a peep from her. I’m not sure
what that means.”

Drew laughs and shakes his head.
“I can imagine why you’re nervous. That woman is a mess. Well, maybe we’ll have
to do lunch tomorrow then. Why don’t you look at your calendar sometime today
and we’ll work it out. Is there anything you need me to do today to get ready
for the wedding?”

He is so thoughtful. How many guys
would be volunteering to help with wedding plans? Even if it isn’t legal, it’s
still sweet.

“If you can call your judge
friend, that’ll be enough. I’ll go through my list at work and make sure we
aren’t forgetting anything. I think everything’s okay, though.” I finish
getting my coffee and head toward the door. Drew reaches for my arm and tugs me
to a stop.

“Aren’t you forgetting
something?” he asks with a smirk. I’ve no idea what he’s talking about. I look
down and see I’m dressed, have on matching shoes, my purse and my coffee. I
look at him questioningly.

“You didn’t kiss me goodbye,” he
says with a small pout. I don’t think he could look anymore adorable than he
does right now. I smile and give him a small peck on the lips. As I pull away
he takes my cheeks in both hands and brings his mouth to mine. His tongue
traces my lips until I open to him and then the dance begins. My God, he knows
how to kiss. My knees start to wobble and I feel like I’m going to fall. He
pulls back at that moment and looks me in the eyes with a mischievous grin on
his face.

“Have a great day, Lily. I’ll see
you tonight.” He walks by and smacks me lightly on the ass. It takes me a few
minutes to get my bearings and my balance. Once I’ve recovered, I rush to my
car.

Not surprisingly, I get to work
before Sierra. I take the time to open all the curtains, turn on the lights,
and make sure the dressing rooms are presentable. Once I sit down with my
laptop, the door opens and Sierra comes through the shop with a coffee in each
hand.

“So, I need all the details of
your
time off
,” she says as she sets the coffee on my desk. I reach for
it, but she snatches it back before I can get it.

“Details first,
then coffee.”
She has a sly smile on her face. She knows how much I love coffee and she’s
keeping me from it to get me to talk. She won’t win.

“You know I can’t think without
coffee. If you want me to spill, give me the cup.” I put on my best stern face,
but I fail miserably. Sierra just shakes her head and laughs, handing me the
warm caffeine goodness.

After I take a long sip, mostly
because I want to torture her, I put the cup down and sigh. Sierra looks like
she’s ready to jump over my desk and hit me. I lean back in my chair, cross my
arms over my chest and shrug. “What do you want to know?”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You
know I want to know EVERYTHING!” She’s practically slamming her hand on the
desk as her voice gets higher and louder. I’ve never seen her act like this,
and she’s pretty dramatic most of the time.

“Well, we set a date, shopped for
rings and flowers, he met my mother, I moved in with him, and now I’m here at
work.”

Sierra looks at me with her mouth
hanging open, reminding me of a cartoon character where their mouth grows so
their chin can hit the floor. I can’t help but chuckle because she looks so
ridiculous.

“Seriously, Lily, you have to
give me more than that. I need details about the details. Please tell me about
your weekend.” She turns on the pouty face and I laugh out loud.

“Okay, I’ll tell you, but I’m
leaving out some details I just don’t want to share with anyone.”

“Deal.
Now spill.”

We spend the next hour talking
about the weekend I had with Drew. I tell her about how strangely calm my
mother was and that I moved some of my things into Drew’s house. We talk about
the wedding and Sierra agrees to help with it, and to be my maid of honor. We
start to sketch out the plan, like we do for every event we do, when my phone
rings. I see it’s my mother. I really want to ignore the call, but I know she
won’t stop bugging me until I talk to her.

“Hi, Mom.”
Sierra starts
to laugh silently at my obvious distress. I want to smack her, but she moves
away too quickly.

“Lily, I’ve been thinking about
your wedding, and I want to help. What can I do? What do you want me to wear?
Do you have your dress picked out? Who’s walking you down the aisle? Do I need
to call your aunts and uncles to let them know?”