Renewed (Awakened #2) (14 page)

Once I finished getting ready, I stepped out of the bathroom and leaned against the door frame, showing off the outfit I had chosen for Stefan. I perched my hand on my hip and met his gaze. His eyes suddenly blazed with passion.

Oh, you’ve got him.

His eyes danced across my body, first surveying my curls around my neck, then to my chest, showing the skin under the white lacy garment. I reached up and pulled a strap off my shoulder, returning my hand to my hip. His eyes followed down, looking at my exposed stomach as the garment had a slit going up to right under my breast. He looked down at my white thong and my dark stockings. His eyes kept venturing down toward my black, sky high heels, and last but not least, the black riding crop I held in my hand.

Stefan’s eyes slowly crawled back up my body until they met my gaze.
Oh, to say flames were dancing around his dark caramel eyes would be an understatement!
He didn’t move.

“Miss. White, you play dirty.”

A grin danced across his lips as he placed his hand over his cock. I followed his arm down with my eyes, skipping over his tattoos, down the muscles of his forearm, across his big hands, finally landing on his throbbing cock. Stefan rolled over on his back, letting his hand slide down and then back up, pumping himself slowly as I watched.

Oh, fuck me now!

“I’ve learned from the best,” I teased as I held the riding crop up, stroking it with my hand.
Where did I get these balls from?
I was seriously standing here, in skimpy lingerie with a fucking riding crop in my hand watching Stefan play with himself which was turning me on.

Oh dear Lord…turning me on was an understatement!

I slid the riding crop down the side of my neck, over my nipple, down my stomach, stopping before I got to the opening between my legs. We stared at each other as he began to pump himself harder and I dragged the riding crop between my legs, causing a small moan to escape my lips.

“Oh, Stefan,” I whispered.

“Dirty, dirty girl,” Stefan said as he stroked his hand back down. I was whimpering as the riding crop dragged between me, pulling the moisture from my swollen clit.

I dug my fingers down between my thighs, and before I knew it I was lifted in the air, thrown on the bed, and the riding crop had disappeared from my hand.

“Oh, Jennifer. I’m going to own you,” Stefan growled. “On your knees.” I got on my knees near the edge of the bed. “Put your hands at the base of my cock.” His voice was low, but demanding and controlling. I placed my hands exactly where we told me, pulling him tight. I looked at him, his tip moist from the pre-come. I licked my lips, waiting for the word.

Stefan grabbed my head, trusting it forward until all of him was inside me. I looked up at him through my lashes.

“Fuck it! Going to Hell anyway…”

He guided my head back and forth as I felt his cock throb inside my mouth. I swiped my tongue over him, running it from the base to the very tip of him, popping him out of my mouth.

His head fell backwards as he thrust himself inside my mouth again. “Fuck, you’ve got a dirty, dirty mouth.” His dark eyes met mine as I slid my mouth up and down on him. “Get on the bed, face down, ass up.” I kept swirling my tongue on him.

“Now!” he roared, causing me to jump. I scooted to the middle of the bed, grabbing a pillow and pushed my face down into it, sticking my ass in the air for him. I was dripping wet, waiting for him to touch me, lick me, spank me…something…anything!

After a moment, the riding crop came down across my backside, quick and hard. I cried out into the pillow as he began to lick the spot that was stinging.

“Scream my name!” he roared as the riding crop came back down across the other cheek. I screamed into the pillow again as he licked my other cheek. “Scream it, baby. I want to hear that dirty mouth scream my name.” The crop came down again, this time right over my clit.

“Stefan! Oh Stefan, fuck me!”

Without delay, Stefan pulled my thong aside and thrust himself inside of me. Pain mixed with pleasure, causing the most intoxicating feeling.

“You’re mine!” Stefan growled as he barreled into me relentlessly. “Say it!”

“I’m yours!” I cried out.

He placed his hands on my hips, pulling me into him as he squeezed my backside. “Come!” he demanded in a low voice as his trigger pulled m and I released myself all over him. I felt his hot come shoot into me as we both cried out together, gasping for air.

My legs gave out as I collapsed onto the bed with Stefan collapsing on top of me. We were both breathing heavy, trying to get as much air into our lungs as humanly possible. Nobody saying anything, but it was a comfortable silence. We didn’t need words to describe our love from each other; it was radiating from our bodies.

“I love you, baby,” Stefan said as he nibbled my ear, making me giggle.

“I love you, ha-ha, too, ha-ha!”

I kept trying to turn my head, but he would just nibble the other ear. Finally, he disconnected himself from me and stood up at the end of the bed.

“Up you get, shower time.” He slapped my backside as I stood up.

“Ouch!” I cried out as I rubbed my hand over my butt. I walked over to the bathroom, pausing in the doorway.

“Sure you don’t want this again?” I pushed my breasts up and raised my eyebrows.

“Now!” he roared. “Jennifer, get in the shower, or I swear...”

I watched him come to life again. Oh, he wants me alright. I laughed and flipped my hair over my shoulder before walking into the bathroom, shutting the door and preparing for my wedding day.

Three hours later, I walked out of the bathroom to find the bungalow empty with a note sitting on the bed.

 
My dearest Jennifer,

 
I had to leave you; I didn’t want to see what you looked like until the wedding ceremony. I’m sure you will look beautiful, as always. Kennedy should be here to meet you soon, until then…think of me.

 
I love you,

 
Your Stefan x

My heart skipped a beat.

Could I fall more in love with this man?

“Who is ready to get married, bitches!”

Enter Kennedy
.

“Where are you?” she yelled from the living room.

“In the bedroom!” Kennedy flew into the room, slamming to a dead halt in the doorway, her eyes on her.

“Oh! Fuck me sideways!” She continued to look at me in my wedding dress. “Shit, Jennifer! Are you trying to kill Stefan?”

“I look that good?”

“You look heart stopping good!” Kennedy walked over to me and grabbed my hand to spin me around. I was wearing a white lace wedding dress that had a low back with a cream colored bow tied at the small of my back. The lace dress ran up over my shoulders and dipped down over my breast with a low slit in the front of the dress. My breasts were pushed up, begging for attention. The lace fell down to a small pool around my feet, adding a small train to my dress. My hair was done up in curls and pulled to the side.

“You think Stefan will like it?” I asked as Kennedy released my hand.

“I’m pretty sure he’s going to come in his pants when he sees you!” We giggled together.

“Well, look at you!” I responded. Kennedy twirled around in a small circle, letting me get a full view of her. She wore a short, strapless, light ice blue dress. The sweetheart neck had rhinestones embellished around the top. The dress flowed down into tulle and stopped around her upper thigh, and she wore silver sandals showing off her manicured toes. Her hair was down with loose blonde curls lying on her shoulder. She was breathtaking as well.

“Let’s get you married!” Kennedy took my hand and led me out of the bungalow.

Chapter Twelve

Just breathe…

One step…

Two steps…

Three steps…

Four steps…

Just breathe, in through your mouth, out through your nose. In through your mouth, out through your nose.

Are my feet still moving? I can’t feel my legs. Look at Stefan.

Grab his hand…

“You look beautiful,” Stefan whispered as we stood next to the preacher holding hands, the beach acting as a beautiful backdrop. I was shaking, sweating, and pretty sure I was about to pass out. Ayden stood next to Stefan and Kennedy stood behind me.

 
All we needed was each other.

“We are gathered here today to join this man and woman as one...”

 
I couldn’t take my eyes off Stefan. How did I get so lucky to be here? I was truly in love, and it felt good to know somebody loved me back. Although I was scared about our future, about this marriage lasting, I knew Stefan wanted me and he would do whatever he needed to be with me, and that felt amazing. He gave me the security I needed and craved.

“Jennifer,” Stefan whispered. I snapped out of my trance and raised my eyebrows. “Are you listening? I have to recite my vows.”

Don’t cry…don’t cry!

“My dearest Jennifer,” Stefan begun, squeezing my hands and pulling my eyes into his own. “All my life I have wandered, looking for someone or something to fill my void, my broken void. When I first saw you, my world paused. It was you. Only you. Forever, it will be you. I want you to know that no matter where life takes me, you will always be by my side. I am so honored to have found you. You’ll forever be mine, and I’ll forever be yours. You are my Heaven, my abyss. I can’t let go of you, I can’t let anyone else have what I have. I’ll love you forever and an infinite amount of days, baby.”

Don’t cry…

Oh God! I’m crying!

Stefan reached in his pocket and pulled out a tissue for me. I mouthed thank you as I wiped under my eyes, trying not to smear my make-up.

“Stefan, it’s amazing how quickly a person’s life can change. You have awakened my soul, forced me to open my eyes and made me appreciate life for everything it is.” I stopped and took a deep breath, trying not to cry.

 
“Stefan, you are my everything. I can’t imagine my life without you. Thank you for taking me, all of me, and making me whole. I promise to honor and cherish you for as long as I’m breathing. I love you.”

A tear fell and Stefan reached up, wiping it away.

We’re really doing this…

“And now we tie this love together with wedding rings. Stefan, if you will please slip Jennifer’s wedding ring on her left finger.” Stefan reached in his pocket and pulled out a diamond band. The band was covered in diamonds; it looked nice next to my engagement ring, but still too much. “Jennifer, if you will please slip Stefan’s wedding band on his left hand.”

I looked back at Kennedy who handed me Stefan’s wedding band. I had picked it out right after I found my wedding dress. It was a dark silver band with a single diamond in the middle of it. It reminded me of him because I was only his, and he was only mine—we were one. I slipped on the wedding band and watched him look it over, his eyes swimming with emotions.

“Now, with the power vested in me, Stefan, you may kiss your beautiful bride.” Stefan pulled me into his arms and dipped me down, making me throw my arms around his neck.

“I’ve been waiting a very long time to do this, Mrs. Long,” Stefan said as I felt his fingers trail up my back to my neck, holding me still. Stefan touched his lips to mine and kissed me, slowly dipping his tongue into my mouth. I moaned against his lips as his other hand trailed down and squeezed my backside.

I can now die a happy woman.

After a moment, Stefan twirled me back to my feet and put his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him.

“I now introduce to you to Mr. and Mrs. Stefan Long,” The preacher said to nobody, but I heard every word. I looked over at Stefan who was smiling.

“Let’s go get you fed before I have my way with you all night,” Stefan whispered in my ear as we walked down the imaginary isle. I turned around and looked over my shoulder at Ayden as he dipped Kennedy and planted small kisses over her lips and nose. She was giggling as she tried to keep her dress down.

“Congratulations again, sir,” Charles said as we crawled into the back of our SUV.

“Thank you, Charles,” Stefan said before grabbing my chin and giving me another deep, passionate kiss. He pulled back and eyed me, running his eyes over my lips. I was panting, waiting for him.

“We need to get you out of that dress...how the hell do I unhook it?” Stefan asked as he pulled me onto his lap to look around me.

“Undo the bow,” I whispered. Stefan trailed his finger down my spine following it with kisses. I was going to melt.

“Done,” he whispered.

“Now you’ll find the zipper.”

I heard the zipper slowly pull down, then Stefan stopped. “Charles, please drive around until I tell you to stop.” Charles nodded as Stefan put up the shield, blocking out Charles.

“What about Kennedy and Ayden?” I asked.

“I told them to go to the restaurant and wait for us.” Stefan had begun to pull the lace straps off my shoulder and was gently placing kisses on each shoulder.

Stefan pulled my dress down, revealing my white
corset.“What
the hell are you doing to me, baby?” he asked as he moved out from underneath me. He laid me down on the seat and began gently pulling my wedding dress off.

“I love your dress,” he said as he pulled it off. “But holy shit, I
love
what you’re wearing underneath it.”

He tossed my dress aside and looked me over. “I’m not even going to take these off.” He ran his fingers over my stockings. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

I spread my legs open, showing him I was ready. He ran his hands up my legs, to my thighs, over my stomach and stopped when his body was on top of mine.

“Hi,” I whispered.

“Hi. You ready, Mrs. Long?” He smirked. I hooked my leg over him as he ran his hand down my body, grabbing my butt. I was so wet for him, yet he’d hardly touched me. He lifted himself up and unzipped his pants, pulling his long erection out.

Oh, he was ready!

Stefan pulled my panties to the side and circled his finger around my entrance, spreading my lips apart. “Baby, I love how wet you are.” He plunged two fingers inside of me, causing me to gasp for my next breath. He pulled his fingers out and shoved them in his mouth, sucking on them. “You taste delicious.”

He grabbed my thighs and plunged into me, filling me completely. I moaned as I arched my back, pressing my breasts against him.

“This is going to be fast, baby.” Stefan pounded into me, holding my thighs tight. “I will never get enough of you,” he said as he continued to drive into me. I moaned out, feeling my body squeeze around him.

“Stefan!” I cried as I felt my orgasm hit me.

“Scream my name, baby.”

I moaned his name over and over as he brought me down from my orgasm. I felt his cock throb inside of me, signaling he was close as well.

“Fuck!” Stefan cried out as he released himself inside of me. He laid his body on top of mine, nuzzling my neck.

I love my sweet, compassionate Stefan.

After a moment, he pulled out of me and sat down at the end of the seat, pushing himself back inside his pants. “You’ll leave this on, but here is another dress.” He handed me a plastic bag. Inside I found a white, short dress with a beautiful sweetheart neckline and little jewels accenting the top. I wiggled myself into it and looked down. It came to about my mid-thigh and looked beautiful. He handed me a shoebox with a pair of white high-heeled peep toe’s that were also covered in jewels. I pulled them out and found the bottoms of the shoes were red.

Oh my…holy shit!

“Stefan,” I whispered.

“Do you like them?”

“Do I like them?” I peeled my eyes off of the Christian
Louboutin
shoes that sat on my lap to look at him. “Stefan, I love these!” I wanted to kiss my shoes—maybe even sleep with them tonight.

He helped me pull my stockings off, and I leaned down, slipping on my shoes as Stefan rolled the glass down between Charles and us.

“You can take us to eat now,” Stefan said as Charles nodded.

I stared down at my beautiful shoes. Kennedy was going to shit a brick!

“I’m so glad you love them.” Stefan kissed my cheek. “Thank you for making me the happiest man on this planet.”

“Thank you for making me the happiest woman.” I smiled back at him.

“Are you sure we can’t stay longer?” Kennedy asked as we got onto the plane.

“Kennedy, you guys are more than welcome to stay longer, but I have a doctor’s appointment and Stefan still has plenty of work to get back to.” I wished that we could stay forever. It was truly paradise here, and I wasn’t ready to go back to the real world.

Kennedy shrugged as we all sat down and took our seats on the airplane. First class was something special; extra leg room extra storage room, blankets, pillows—the works! I got comfortable and buckled my seat belt. Stefan had been busy on his phone since we left the hotel; I had to remember that he still had a company to run.

A flight attendant came by and asked us if we were interested in anything to drink. We both replied no; I planned on sleeping this whole flight. I was worn out from our vacation, and my body was sore.

As I looked out the window, I realized how I would miss this place, but I was so excited about getting home and getting everything ready for Bean.

“I have a proposition for you,” Stefan said as we began taking off. I squeezed his hand and closed my eyes. I hated take off; I always got nervous.

 
“What’s your proposition, Mr. Long?” I asked.

“My proposition for you, Mrs. Long, is to work for me.”

My jaw hit my lap, and I opened my eyes.

“What?”

 
“I want you to work for me,” he said calmly.

Work for him?

No, no, no, no! There was no way! I was his wife, what would people at his office think?