Accidentally Perfect (2 page)

“She gave me away?”

“Yea, then she stood up for you.”

“Wait, she stood up for me?”

“Yes, Troy stood up for me.  We said our vows and they gave us the night to ourselves to celebrate our
honeymoon
and let me tell you.  That was my favorite part.”    

“She was okay with this?  How could she be okay with this? How could she let this happen?
Wait,
our honeymoon.  This is our honeymoon?  I don’t even freaking remember a damn wedding for me to have a freaking honeymoon.  I don’t even know your name.  Oh my God, I am reliving a freaking Carrie Underwood song. My mother is going to kill me.”

“It’s Nate.”

“What?”

“My name. It’s Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, actually.”

“Nathan.”

And that is why I fell instantly for her.  She doesn’t just say my name.  She breathes it.  She makes it come to
life;
she makes me come to life.  Yeah, I know, it hasn’t even been
twenty-four
hours since she entered my life. Hell, it hasn’t even been twelve, but I don’t give a damn.  My life didn’t start until I laid eyes on that beautiful woman,
my wife
. 

Troy and I made a trip to Vegas to expand our security company from the east coast to the west.  I don’t plan on relocating, but Troy is up to the challenge, and who am I to stop him.  I have always gone after the things that I want, no matter who may stand in my way, no matter what they have to say about it.  I know who I am.  I know what I
want,
and I am the only one in life who is able to accomplish it. 
Me, myself, and I.
  That is why I went and served my country right out of high school.  That’s why I went against everything my father wanted and everything my mother feared.  I knew my
goal,
and I was damn good at it. 
So good that in no time I was Special Forces.

When I walked up to the entrance of Pure and saw Laney’s red hair flowing as she moved to the music that came barreling out of the club, I knew she was it for me.  There will never be anyone else for me, she is it; until the day I die.  She had this energy about her.  Just watching her I knew she was a no nonsense type person.  She was the mo
st stunning creature I had ever seen
and from where I stood to watch her, she didn’t even know it.  It was the cutest thing when she caught me staring.  Her mouth that was open from singing at the top of her lungs, which quickly snapped shut when she caught me and became totally embarrassed.  Her friend, Stella almost knocked her over with a jab to the ribs when she spotted me.  That is one memory I will never forget.  One story that I know we will be telling our kids one day. 
The magical night when mom and dad found each other under the bright lights and loud music of Sin City.
  

“Do you honestly expect me to believe that we’re married?  That my best friend, who I trust with my
life would allow me to make such a huge and obscene mistake.”

“Well I did hear you tell me I was obscenely huge last night, but I don’t think the word that followed that description was a mistake
.  I think it was more along the lines of-”

“Stop, stop right there.”  She holds up one hand gesturing me to stop while the other hand grips the crisp white sheets tightly to her chest. It’s cute, especially since I know and remember every inch of her. From the curves of her tits and ass to the freckles that flow down her back in a constellation like pattern.  Most of all, I know that the drapes match the carpet, and boy does she wear it well. 

“Laney Bear I can’t stop, stop right there because it
feels so good
.  Those were your exact words about four hours ago.”

“Can you be serious for a minute? 
I am freaking out here, okay? And it’s not just the fact that I think I’m still drunk, and this may all be a very graphic, very real feeling dream,”

“Okay.”

“Now, what are we going to do?  What am I going to do?  Did we seriously get married last night, please tell me this is just a joke.”

“We are most certainly married.  We did the deed last night and by deed I mean marriage.  The other deed came later.  I had the jeweler open at about one o’clock this morning where you and you alone, saw and fell in love with the ring that is currently sitting on your finger.  We went down to city hall to get the
paperwork, and you, me, Troy,
and Stella took a little trip to the Little White Chapel.  The deal was sealed by two-thirty this morning and by five we consummated it 3 times.  It’s now eight, so I’m ready to go when you are. ”

“How can I not remember any of that?  Oh my God, did you drug me?  That was
it; you actually drugged me.”

“I did not drug you.  In fact, you were the one who told me it was love at first sight.  You were the one who told me that I felt like home while you were in my arms.  It was you who told me that you never wanted to spend another day without the feeling you get while you look into my eyes.  It was only me who suggested to not ruin it or to never let it go, so I asked you to marry me and you said yes.” 

“Really?”

“Baby, I do not lie, I do not cheat, and I do not allow anything or anyone to walk out of my life when I know that my life is better with that thing or person in it.”  I took her hands in mine allowing the sheet to puddle around her waist.  Damn sh
e was fine. “Don’t you feel the connection Laney;
don’t you feel what I feel?  What
I’ve
felt the moment I laid eyes on you?  You are mine, Laney.”  I kiss her and when I say kiss her I mean it.  With every fiber of my
being,
I show her that she is mine, my life, my wife and I was going to have a hell of a time proving to her just how much I meant it.  “You are mine.”  I kiss her again.  I hold her head in my hands while she grips my
wrists,
and I show my wife what she already means to me. Breaking the kiss I take a minute to gather my thoughts. “Right now you have two options.  One, we can continue last night’s, and this morning’s festivities, I can make sweet love to my wife, I can fuck her to the moon and back if she wants.”  I lean in to kiss that sweet neck of hers.  She moans
.
I knew she would.  I may have kissed, licked, and nibbled her neck over one hundred times already and each and every time she lets out a soft moan. 
Each. And. Every. Time.
  “Or two, we can get dressed, head downtown, and make as if last night never happened.”  I kiss her again.  I know she won’t pick option two.  If there is one thing that I am certain in my life, it’s that Laney is mine.

“Fuck me to the moon and back.”  She says with a smile.

“Ahh
, there’s the woman I married.”  So I do what she
wants;
I will always do what she wants.  

You really don’t have to tell me I’m crazy.  I know I am.  Maybe it’s the fact that I am truly hoping this is all a
dream,
and I am living it while I’m safely asleep in my own bed at home.  Or maybe it’s the fact that this man feels so damn good.  “Give me your arms baby
. I want your hands above
your head.  Keep them there, don’t move; don’t take them from the bed.”  I am sore, hot damn, my lady parts are sore.  I stretch and arch my back as he slowly kisses and sucks down the length of my body. 
Damn,
it feels so good.  A moan escapes from deep within my throat.  “Open up for me Bear.  I
wanna
see that sweet pussy of yours.  I
wanna
see it glisten for me.”  I do as he asks.  “You are perfection Laney, sweet, sweet perfection.” 

I feel the warmth of his tongue slowly caress
my clit.  Gently sucking, lightly flicking working my cunt ever so gently.  Chills roll over my body. It’s amazing. I feel like I’m floating.
Damn,
it’s delicious. 
“Hmm.”
  I hear him enjoying my taste.  I naturally buck, encouraging him to go harder; damn I need it hard, I need to come undone.  He acts on cue sliding his tongue down my pussy, massaging it with just enough pressure.  I feel his two fingers begin to thrust in and out while he sucks on my nub.  I begin to ache with need. I welcome it. I can feel my orgasm build as he continues to stroke his tongue in and out rubbing my clit until I can’t take it anymore.  The shock hits me full force, “
Ahh
!”  I arch my back more, pushing off the headboard shoving my cunt further into his face.  He takes it, licks and cleans me until my orgasm turns into slight aftershocks.  With each flick of his
tongue, I jerk while I float back to reality.

“Beautiful.”  He says as he comes up kissing his way back up my body.  Never has anything felt this good, so damn good.  I never want it to end.  I never want to go one day without the feel of him between my legs.  Yeah, I know this isn’t a dream and yeah I know I am completely screwed.  I didn’t plan for this speed bump to enter my life.  This is all Stella’s fault, damn that woman.

I lean up to him kissing his chest, sucking on his neck.  I continue as he moans in approval.  I want him so bad. I have never wanted a man so much in my life.  I feel how hard he is for me.  He pushes me down with kisses to my own neck. I push my hips up allowing his cock to meet at my entrance with one gentle thrust he enters me.  I stretch to take him
in,
and he feels fabulous.  “Laney, baby, you feel so good. 
So damn tight; so warm.
Fuck, baby.” 

Tight??
  He thinks I’m tight.
Well,
I haven’t been told that in I don’t remember how many years.  Maybe it’s the fact that I haven’t had the pleasure of being introduced to a cock that was so large that it allowed me to be tight. I will welcome the compliment.  “Jesus, you feel so good Nathan.”  He feels good, like too good, like
too
good.  Crap, did he put on a condom? 
“Nathan, condom.”

“We haven’t used one yet baby, Christ, why start now?”  He’s breathless, he’s thrusting and he’s breathless.  I am making this hunk of a man breathless. 
Wait, no condom.

“Wait, stop.  Nathan
stop
.”  I push up on this chest to get a better look at him.  “We have not used a condom, like at all?  Are you kidding me?”

“You said you were clean,
and you didn’t want protection between you and me, being husband and wife.  You said you
were
on birth control.  I told you I was clean, which is the
truth,
so we decided.  Am I wrong?”  

Technically yes, I am on the pill, but also there is this technicality that I am not sure of the last time I physically took the pill because my life has been in a little bit of an upheaval since I found my ex-boyfriend tongue deep into some other chick’s twat.  That on top of everything else my life requires of me.  I may or may not be a day or two or three behind.

“No, I’m clean.  I have a prescription for birth control
, but, with everything that’s transpired in my life I’m not exactly-” Crap my mother’s ringtone
again.  “Get up. I need to get that. She has been calling non-stop.”

“You want me to get up, now, not finish. Like right now?”