Jenner didn’t waste a moment. He dipped me in a dramatic kiss that I felt all the way to my toes. I gripped the back of his neck as he deepened the kiss and let him devour me the way I’d been dying for him to since he left me in bed this morning to go fishing with all the guys.
We stood to the sound of raucous applause. As we walked down the glass aisle, our guests released lanterns into the air filling the night sky with little bursts of orange. We all stood and watched as they drifted further and further away with the warm night breeze.
Bayu was waiting for us at the outdoor reception area where a tent covered a dance floor, DJ area, and a long table. Fairy lights covered the top of the tent, along the poles holding it up, and down the center of the table, making the area magical.
We all sat down at the table with Jenner and me at the head of it. I looked down the table to see all of our friends with their drinks in their hands. When I imagined my wedding day, I always thought Sophie would have been by my side as my maid of honor. It was sad she was no longer my friend, but I learned the hard way that once you earned an ounce of fame, you figured out who your real friends were, and sadly Sophie wasn’t one of them. The people before us were our friends and now our family. Something both Jenner and I were grateful to have.
As our dinner was served, Alex stood up and clinked her knife to her glass. She beamed at us from where she stood four seats down. “When I first met you, Abbi, I knew you were perfect for Jenner. The only problem was he didn’t know it. It didn’t take long for you to work your charm on him and for Jenner to pull his head out of his ass. Not only did you make him remember the man he is, but you became one of my good friends. I’m so glad you came into all our lives.”
She stepped forward and caught Jenner’s hand in hers. “While I don’t love the circumstances of our bonding, I wouldn’t change a thing because it means I got you as a friend for life. I’m glad you found your happy because I can’t think of a man who deserves it more.” Wiping a tear from under her eye, Alex leaned in to hug Jenner before she came over and wrapped me in a hug.
“I want to thank every single one of you for joining us today and helping to make our day special. You’re our family, and we’re blessed to have you. Now I’m going to take my beautiful wife back to our bungalow and ravage her for the rest of the night. Enjoy the free food and drinks!” Jenner waved as he started to drag me away.
We were met with lots of laughter as I blushed. I couldn’t even look at my brother. Still, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Even though it was a vow renewal, it was, in essence, our first wedding night since we couldn’t remember the actual first one. As we walked to our bungalow, we kissed and stumbled our way there, unable to keep our hands to ourselves. The moment we reached our bungalow, Jenner started to lower the zipper of my dress while simultaneously trying to open the door.
“It was torture trying to keep my hands off you. You’ve never looked more beautiful than you do tonight,” he murmured as he kissed up the back of my neck.
I turned in his arms, bring my hands to feather through his hair that he’d grown out for the part of Victor in Hans Schroeber’s latest film and had decided to keep it.
“Thank you for giving me this beautiful day and an amazing life.” I lifted up on my toes and licked along the seam of his lips.
His hot breath skated down the column of my neck. “You don’t have to thank me. It should be me thanking you for giving me back my life. Making me realize I needed to take control and not let the past rule me.”
Once he finally got the door open, Jenner led us back to our bedroom to find the room lit with candles and rose petals strewn around the room.
“I can’t believe you did this. It’s so romantic,” I gushed, spinning around to take it all in again.
“I can be romantic. I picked this resort and every place on our itinerary for our honeymoon. Wait until you see what I have in store for you,” he said as he stalked toward me. The heat in his eyes nearly set my skin aflame.
With only a few inches separating us, Jenner reached for my hand and kissed my wedding band, and then slowly kissed his way up my arm.
Gently, he helped me step out of my dress. I was surprised he was taking his time and not ripping it off me like he did my regular clothes. It made me love him all the more that he knew I wanted to keep my dress from our special day.
Slipping the strap of my bra off, Jenner kissed my shoulder and placed kisses all the way down my arm to my fingertips. He kissed my ring that covered his name tattooed on my skin, although it might as well have been tattooed on my heart. He was permanently etched into every fiber of my being.
“Let me worship you.” Jenner backed me up to the bed, and lovingly laid me down. He started to kneel when I stopped him.
“Wait,” I sat up. “I want you naked.”
“Oh, yeah?” He smirked as he slowly started to undo the buttons of his shirt.
“I love your body almost as much as I love you.”
His hands went to the waistband of his linen pants. “How much do you love my cock?”
“Maybe a little more than you.” I bit my bottom lip to try and keep my smile at bay.
Jenner growled as he pulled down his pants and boxer briefs. His cock sprang free and pointed straight at me. Stepping toward me, he knelt on the bed, making it dip under his weight.
“And here I thought I’d be soft and sweet with you, but now I’m going to fuck you hard.”
I bit back a moan at getting exactly what I wanted from him. I liked it every which way he gave it to me, but tonight I wanted him to dominate me.
“Get on your hands and knees. I want your ass up in the air.” His hands went to my hips, guiding me where he wanted me. With his hands splayed out on my ass, he pulled my cheeks apart and groaned. “Fuck, I love your ass.”
His hands smoothed down my globes and moved between my sex to cup me before two fingers made their way inside and started to pump in and out of me.
“You’re already so wet for me. Do you want my fingers or my cock?” He smacked down hard while his other hand kept pumping. My core clenched around his fingers at the mix of pleasure and pain.
Wiggling my ass, I answered. “I want your big cock inside of me.”
“I have to say,” he lined himself up at my entrance. “When you were shrieking in my hotel room, I never thought you’d be a dirty talker. It turns me on so fucking much.”
In one swift movement, Jenner slammed into me, filling me and making me feel complete.
Fisting my hair in one hand, he pulled until my back was arched and my ass was higher in the air. The fingers of his other hand dug into the flesh of my hip as he kept me in place. Pulling almost all the way out, he let the tip of his cock rest at my entrance before thrusting deep.
He kept his punishing pace, building me higher and higher. With each brush of his cock, my pleasure mounted, making me arch back into him more and more. Jenner’s harsh breath in my ear spurred me to buck back into him until I felt him hit the end of my depths.
When I did that, Jenner went into overdrive as he pounded into me. Our sweaty skin fused his front to my back, and with each powerful thrust, his balls slapped my clit.
“I’m close,” I moaned, rearing back into him.
“Damn right, you are,” he gritted out, driving into me faster and harder. My walls started to flutter around his shaft. “Milk me, baby.”