I Thee Wed (Wedding Dreams) (7 page)

Okay, that was the hottest
fucking thing anyone has ever said to me. I’m ready to explode now if he’d just
touch me. I wiggle a little to try to temp him but he just shakes his head.

“Patience, Lily. I promise to
make it worth it.”

Drew kisses my forehead, cheeks,
nose, and starts to nibble on my ear. It makes me squirm again. I hear him
chuckle as he sucks on the lobe. My back starts to arch off the bed as he
kisses my neck to my collarbone. I can’t stop moving underneath him.

Drew lets go of my hands as he
works his way down my body. He’s back at my breasts now, licking my nipple
before sucking it into his mouth. It’s already hard but somehow grows even
longer as he works it with his mouth. I can feel each movement in my groin and
it won’t be too much longer before I’m going to be screaming. Drew moves his
mouth over to the other breast and gives it the same treatment. I have to close
my eyes because the feeling is so intense I want to concentrate on that. Drew
bites down on my nipple and that’s all it takes. I have an orgasm and he hasn’t
even touched my pussy. I scream out and start to shudder. I feel Drew’s smile
on my breast before he looks up and pulls his mouth off me with a popping
sound.

“That was fucking amazing, Lily.
Let’s make that happen again.”

I try to speak but all I can get
out are grunting noises. Before I can form words, Drew’s slid off the bed and
his face is buried in my throbbing heat. I haven’t come down from my first
orgasm and he’s building me up again. His tongue slides around my swollen clit
and I jump from the contact. Drew yanks my hips to hold me in place and licks
around my opening. His fingers part my folds and he licks from the bottom to
the top. He ends by sucking my clit. I can’t help the convulsions now and I
grip onto the sheets to try to stay still.

Drew moves his tongue faster and
my hips move, seeking the release I now crave. I feel a finger push into my
opening, and I’m over the edge again. I scream out Drew’s name and he drags out
my orgasm by moving his finger in and out slowly while his tongue caresses my
clit. When I finally come down, I see spots. I’m pretty sure I haven’t come
that hard in my life.

I feel Drew crawl back onto the
bed and up my body, kissing his way to my face. He gives me a very satisfied
smile.

“I think I like to hear my name
like that,” he says as he kisses my lips. I can taste myself on him and it’s intoxicating.
Pulling his shoulders, I try to bring him closer to me. He allows me to do so,
dropping his weight from his arms and lying on top of me. I can feel his
hardness at the apex of my thighs. I try to spread my legs but Drew has me
trapped.

I need him inside, so I try
another tactic. Reaching down to his ass, I squeeze him and pull his hips
toward mine. I start to kiss his neck while running my fingernails up his back.
Drew groans as my nails scrape upward and he relaxes his legs. I take advantage
and spread my legs, but I still don’t have him where I want him.

“Drew, I need you, like now.” I
can’t believe how breathy I sound.

“Lily, this is supposed to be
slow.” He kisses my neck again.

“I know, but what if we go faster
now and then slow later? I don’t think I can wait anymore.” I dig my nails into
the flesh of his muscular ass.

Drew inhales sharply and seems to
be spurred into action. The next thing I know Drew is gone. I hear the rip of
foil and imagine him putting a condom on. Then my legs are spread wide, my
knees bent, and he’s pounding into me. It’s magnificent. Drew looks me in the
eye while he’s fucking me and I can’t help but stare back. He has a look of
pure bliss on his face. I am so filled and satisfied with each thrust, and when
he presses his thumb on my clit I explode again. I’ve never had three orgasms
in a row and I feel like I’m floating. I find myself screaming Drew’s name, and
some other words I don’t really understand. Drew speeds up his motions and then
he stills. I look at him and his face reflects the passion and pleasure of his
release. It’s a beautiful sight.

We’re both panting and sweaty.
Drew rolls off and lowers my legs. As we lay on our backs catching our breath,
neither of us says anything. I don’t think I could form words anyway. It was
the best sex I’ve ever had. As Drew’s breathing slows, it takes on a steady
rhythm. When I look over, he’s dozed off. I smile and close my eyes, too.

Chapter
7

Drew

I’m confused when I open my eyes.
Why am I in the guest room? Then I see Lily sleeping next to me and remember.
That was some mind-blowing sex! There are so many more things I want to do to
her, and I figure, why not now? Then I remember I don’t have any more condoms
in here. It’s just after seven, plenty of time to have dinner and get to know
each other. I roll over and stroke my fingers up and down Lily’s arm. I can’t
take my eyes off her beautiful breasts. They’re the perfect shape for my hands
and mouth. I want to lick them again; I just can’t stop myself. Leaning over I
wrap my lips around her areola, sucking lightly to get her nipple to perk up.
Her body is so responsive it doesn’t take much. I lose myself and I don’t
notice Lily is awake and running her hands through my hair. I look up and she’s
smiling.

“Wake up, sleepy.” I give her my
best boyish grin, hoping she’s not upset I was tonguing her while she was
asleep.

“What a nice way to go to sleep
and wake up. But I think I need to get out of bed.”

I sit up and help her to do the
same. She looks embarrassed as I tug the comforter and wrap it around her
shoulders to cover her.

“I’ll just go put on something
comfortable and meet you in the kitchen. Would you like another glass of wine?”

“That would be great, Drew. I’ll be
down shortly.” Her cheeks are pink, which just makes me want her more.

“Okay, I’ll see you in a minute.”
I have to force myself to get up and walk away from her when all I want to do
is bury my face between her legs again.

I make it to my bedroom and I can’t
stop thinking about how Lily looked while she was climaxing, screaming out my
name. She was breathtaking and I want to experience that again. I’m getting
hard just thinking about it.

Get it together.
I can’t walk
around with a perpetual hard-on for the next few days. Thinking about taking
Lily to meet my mother helps. I’m worried about how that’s going to go.

I head down to the kitchen,
shaking off the anxiety about tomorrow, and focusing on having an enjoyable
evening. Taking the glasses from the patio, I top them off after I get out the
butter and garlic to start making the Alfredo sauce. Lily joins me a few
minutes later, looking adorable in a pair of yoga pants and a long shirt. Her
cheeks still have a rosy glow.

I hand her the glass of wine as she
sits on the barstool. I start making the sauce.

“You have two of my favorite
ingredients there, Drew. What’re you making?”

“I thought we’d have Fettuccini
Alfredo, salad, and garlic bread. Is that okay with you? Are you hungry?”

“That sounds wonderful. It’s one
of my favorites.” She smiles and I start to think about those lips wrapped
around my dick.

“I hope I can do it justice.” I
find I’m chopping the garlic with more force than necessary. I’ve got to get my
head on straight if I have any hope of making it through this evening without
throwing her on the kitchen floor and fucking her until we can’t move.
Obviously, it’s time to try something else.

“So, Lily, did you grow up around
here?”
It’s
lame, but I don’t know what else to say
right now.

“Yes, I grew up and went to
school here. I really haven’t traveled too much outside of the area. What about
you?”

“My parents moved here when I was
about twelve. Before that we lived in Michigan. I went back to Michigan State
for my undergrad but I came back out here for law school.”

“Did you always want to be a
lawyer?” Lily seems sincere in her question.

“I’m not really sure. My father
was a lawyer, so I just figured that was what I was supposed to do. I enjoy my
career and I’ve been fairly successful at it.”

“I’m going to guess you have been
very successful based on what I see.” Lily has a big grin on her face. I feel
my cock start to get hard again. This woman is going to kill me.

“Thanks, I’ve been lucky. What
about you? What made you decide to go into the wedding planning business?” I
have to get my mind out of my pants.

Lily sighs. “I guess I just
didn’t think there was anything else for me. I like to plan events. A few of my
friends got married about ten years ago and asked me to help them plan. Things
just grew from there. My dad passed away and my mom gave me some money to start
the shop from his life insurance. The business was profitable until last year
when the economy tanked and we’ve been steadily losing money since.” She looks
at her lap and I can see tears in her eyes.

“Hey, it’s going to be fine. I’ll
do whatever I can to help you get things back on track.” I can’t help it, I
need to touch her. Walking around the island I sit on the stool next to her and
take her hands, squeezing them lightly. Lily looks up and smiles slightly. One
tear escapes and I quickly wipe it away. I’m staring into her eyes and I can’t
believe how beautiful they are. I have to kiss her so I give her a small peck
on her lips. Patting her on the leg, I go back to preparing dinner.

“So, tell me about your mother.
We’re going to meet her tomorrow, right?”

Now it’s my turn to sigh. “My
mother’s had a tough life. Her parents were killed in a car accident when she
was young and her grandmother raised her. She met my dad and married him as
soon as she could, just to move out. They struggled financially for most of my
life, until we moved out here. My dad got in with a good firm and things got
better. Until she got a call from Dad’s secretary telling her he had collapsed
and was being rushed to the hospital. I was in law school when it happened. He
died of a massive heart attack. She just fell apart afterward.”

“Oh, Drew, I am so sorry.
How horrible for both of you.”

“It was pretty bad. I finished
law school a semester early so I could get back here and watch out for her. Mom
dealt with her grief from the bottom of a vodka bottle. Eventually, that became
a couple bottles a day. Once I got back, I put her in rehab but the damage was
done. She started to develop memory loss. Doctors say she has alcohol-induced
dementia and it’ll only get worse. She also has some signs of cirrhosis of the
liver. So, now she’s in an assisted living facility with someone there to
remind her to take her medications and to make sure she doesn’t overdose. She
has good days and bad days, but so far there are more good ones. I know she’s
going to lose her memory soon, and then she won’t know who I am. I can’t thank
you enough for helping me with all of this.”

Lily smiles and blushes again.
God,
that is so fucking hot.

“It’s sweet you care so much
about your mother to do this. I’m sure she’ll be very happy for you. I look
forward to meeting this special woman.”

“I just know she’s going to adore
you. Are you hungry? The sauce is ready and the pasta can be done in a matter
of minutes.”

“Yes, I’m starving. What can I do
to help?”

“You can sit there and look
beautiful. Would you like to eat in here, on the patio, or in the dining room?”

“How about in here. That way I
don’t have to move.”

“Sounds good.
I’ll run and find
a Pinot Noir while the pasta cooks.”

I get the wine from the panty.
When I come back to the kitchen, Lily seems lost in thought, gazing out the
patio window. I stop in my tracks and just look at her.
How in the fuck is
she still single?
She’s beautiful with those striking green eyes, gorgeous
light brown hair, unbelievable tits, and that round ass. She has legs that look
like they go on for days. And the look on her face when she comes is
unbelievable. I’m going to have to get her under me again tonight or I might
explode.

I show her the wine choice. Lily
looks up and smiles, nodding at my selection. I uncork the wine and pour it
into glasses. I plate the pasta, grate some pecorino Romano cheese over it, and
sit next to Lily. Raising my glass, I offer a toast.

“To us.
May this be the
beginning of a beautiful
relationship.
How is that for
cheesy?” Lily laughs out loud and I can’t help but join her.

“To us.”
Lily taps her
glass to mine and we turn to eat our meal.

*
* *

Lily

I can’t believe how easy it is to
talk to Drew. He’s a fantastic cook, too.
How the hell is he still single?

We’re sitting on the sofa facing
each other, holding cups of Irish coffee, enjoying the rest of the evening.
We’ve talked a lot tonight, and gotten to know each other better. I know Drew
doesn’t like peas and he’s been to Europe more than once. I also know he enjoys
his career and doesn’t really have many hobbies. There’s one question that’s
been nagging me though, so no time like the present to ask.