Page 21 of Wrong Number, Right Silver Fox
"Are you ready? Is there something wrong?"
"No. I'm ready to become Mrs. Jack Baldwin."
We walk slowly, the music filling the atmosphere with excitement for what's to come. The closer I get, the faster I want to walk into my soon-to-be husband's arms. Thankfully, my dad keeps me anchored to him so I don't make a fool of myself.
Then I'm there, in front of Jack, giving him the brightest smile, and ready to surrender my heart to him.
"Hi."
"You look beautiful."
"So do you."
"Are you ready for this?"
"Why does everyone keep asking me that? I'm already yours, Jack. Since day one."
He leans as if to kiss me, but the officiant clears his throat, and Jack steps back again, but doesn't let go of my hands. The ceremony goes by in a blur of words, vows and rings. Jack's hand trembles when he puts the wedding band on my finger and so does mine when I put on his.
When the officiant pronounces us husband and wife, Jack kisses the life out of me in front of all our family and friends. I don't really care. We're united as one now. He picks me up bride style and carries me out of the garden and into the mini maze that my parents have at the end of the garden.
"Do you even know where you are going?"
"Out of the range of prying eyes."
When he reaches the middle of the maze, I realize he does know where he is going. There is champagne, roses, and bedding with pillows on the ground. He puts me down at the edge of the bedding and pulls me into his arms.
His hold is tight, and I almost can't breathe. I think I know why he's holding onto me so hard.
"I'm not going anywhere, Jack. I'm your wife now."
He loosens his embrace, and I find I can breathe again.
"It seems too unreal. I can't believe we belong to each other now."
"Believe it."
He lowers his lips to mine and kisses me gently. It could be an innocent kiss if anyone were watching, but it stirs everything inside of me. I pull back from the kiss and look up at him, my fists grabbing his suit jacket aggressively.
"You need to fuck your new wife right now, Savage. I want you to claim me."
"That's why I brought you here, Vixen."
He lowers me to the ground, on top of the soft duvet. I feel like a princess in a fairy tale as this god leads me into our temporary marriage bed. He starts navigating my multiple layers of skirt until I'm grabbing most of the front against my waist.
Jack loves foreplay and going down on me, but right now I don't know if I'm up to that. He looks up at me and licks his lips. I give him a come-hither look that's scorching hot. Or at least ashot as I can make it. He unhooks my garters and starts pulling down my panties, leaving my sex bare to him.
My heart is racing a mile a minute as he crawls up to me. For a moment, I could swear he was growling at me.
"Easy, my savage beast. I can take everything you have to give me."
He reaches down between my legs and I feel his fingers going up and down my slit.
"Fuck, you're drenched for me, Vixen. Just the way I like you."
He teases my pussy, clit to hole, over and over again with his fingers. I start moaning in response to this measured torture. My hips start grinding against his hand, and I grab onto his jacket once more with all the force I can muster.
"Jack, please."
