“Baby, I’ll explain it later. For now, trust me.” Taking her hand, we need to leave before I take her pretty face, her sublime body, and those plump lips and bang her into next week. A constant urge drills through me, burns inside me and it’s a battle to keep myself in check around Phoebe. She’s taking my cock beautifully and her confidence is building but I’m holding back. And I will for as long as it takes for her to want to try more with me.
I never want to scare her.
“Yes. But I’ll be reminding you soon about the explanation.” Swinging her bag over her shoulder, my cell rings.
Emerald’s calling and she won’t be happy. “Would you let your woman out of your apartment? We need her with us so we can get ready, together.” She’s stern and direct.
“We’re on our way.”
“And no stopping for fucking on the way, do you hear me?”
“I think the people in Canada heard you, you’re yelling that loud.”
“Good.” Hanging up in my ear, my head shakes.
“Come on, we better get you to them before she blows a gasket.” I can’t resist looking at her innocent smile, knowing I made love to her, I kiss her cheek then pull Phoebe along before I change my mind and make love to her again. Infuriating Emerald for some fun would be worth it. Hell knows she deserves it, but probably not on her wedding day.
“You look exceptional, Em. Absolutely stunning in this dress.” Lace zips it up, while Crystal and I stand back admiring the queen she is.
“Slate’s going to go insane looking at you. I’ve never seen you look so beautiful.” Placing her tiara on, Crystal pins it in place and I catch the sight of myself in the full-length mirror.
Black hair shines, the spiral curls pinned to hold their lift and shape still look like I walked out of the salon minutes ago, not hours. My blue sweetheart neckline dress, showing off my new present from Emerald, a sparkling platinum teardrop-shaped pendant, taking pride of place in the dent of my neck and my made-up face beaming with pride surrounded by these women.
“You’re all dazzling.” Stepping back, I take in air. Today is something I have only dreamed about. Making bouquets for brides and bridesmaids, table pieces and more is a creative art form, one I enjoy doing but care and precision always must take precedence. I pride myself on original arrangements, using only the best flowers I can source. I live my fantasies through their experiences. Going to a wedding isn’t on my agenda, let alone, being part of the wedding. Giddiness overwhelms me.
“I don’t think we will only have to worry about Slate going bananas over Emerald, I think the beast in Ocean may reveal its head if anyone comes close to you, Bluebell.” Crystal moves back and admires her handiwork.
“I think all our men are going to go ballistic,” Emerald chimes in, grinning. I agree with her.
“Woohoo ladies. Let me look at all of you.” A guy dressed in a canary yellow suit, wearing glasses skips into the room.
“Neville, it’s about time you showed up to the party. I was beginning to think you weren’t coming.” Crystal beams and the guy air kisses her, moving onto Lace and then Emerald.
“This dress was made for you. If I were straight, I’d be trying to give you one last bang before you become Mrs. Saxe.”
Emerald howls, as do the others.
“And who might you be?” Holding Crystal by the waist, he raises his eyebrows and wags a finger at me.
“This is Ocean’s woman, Bluebell,” Crystal proudly states.
“Hi, my name’s Phoebe, but I’m known as Bluebell.” The girls look at me quizzically, but I’m cut off before I can explain.
“Oh darling, you’re exquisite. Tell me, is your man as good I imagine in bed? I’ve been waiting to find out from a source, but he doesn’t keep anyone long enough to ask.”
Gulping down, trying hard not to blush, I nod and think about our time in bed. “Ocean’s skills outdo mine, I have nothing to compare him to, but I think it’s been special.”
Everyone quietens.
Lightening the mood, I blurt out, “I haven’t heard any complaints from his sexy as sin mouth and his cock is bigger than anything I’ve seen. Plowing into me, he certainly knows how to make me scream multiple times, leaving a dull ache in my pussy for the next day or two. I’d say I’m the luckiest woman alive.”
Staring at me, the girls burst out laughing.
Neville fans himself. “Damn, now I need to visit the bathroom, girl. I just knew he’d be fucking amazing. You don’t have that kind of body, seductive growl, and tight ass and not know how to use it properly.”
It’s my turn to chuckle. I’m only telling them what they want to hear, I’ll keep our special moments to ourselves. They don’t need to know every detail.
“Kyle should be here any minute.” Lace composes herself and reminds us that we are on a time schedule.
“I’m going to go, darlings. I need to make a quick stop, but I will see you in a jiffy.” Leaving the room like a whirlwind, I move out of his way.
Crystal’s cell beeps.
“Kyle’s out front in the SUV so we can all fit. Let’s get this night underway, beauties.”
Emerald looks calm and collected, picking up her bouquet, she hugs Lace and then me.
“If I forget later, thank you for having me stand with you. You can’t know what this means to me. I’m overwhelmed with your kindness.” My voice wavers, but I hold back the tears. I can’t ruin my makeup.
“Thank you for doing this for me and for what you’re doing with Ocean.”
“I’m just loving him.”
“Yeah, that’s what he’s missed his whole adult life and now you’re giving it to him. Bluebell, it’s everything he needs and much more. Keep doing what you’re doing.”
Nodding, I take in her words and smile.
“Come on, let’s go.” Crystal takes her bag and flowers. “I can’t wait for our men to be speechless when they see us and Slate’s eyes when he sees Emerald in this dress.”
Gathering my bag and flowers, I leave and enter the waiting car outside after Lace. Crystal jumps in the front.
“Sis, you look gorgeous.” Kyle plants a small kiss on her cheek, tears form in his eyes.
“Thank you. I’m glad you’re here to give me away.”
Looking sad, he helps her in the car and resumes to the front seat.
“Do you think it safe Crystal’s in the front with me?” Kyle’s voice sounds genuinely worried.
“Of course it’s alright. Tanner should be over that crap by now. And if he isn’t then he needs to be.” Crystal’s voice is stern.
“Okay. We don’t need trouble, so I was only checking.” Kyle heaves in a breath. “Where’s Jayce?”
“The babysitter has come over. We thought a night to ourselves was warranted.”
“Sounds like it’s going to be a big night,” Lace chirps in.
“I hope so.” Giggling, we all listen to the hum of the motor and the low volume of the radio. It’s keeping my nerves at bay.
“You’ve picked a spectacular time to have your vows. The sunset is going to be perfect.” Blue still lines the sky, but the sun’s dipping down. In about fifteen minutes, the time when we arrive, there should be pinks, purples, and only a touch of blue left.