His Alone(65)

Mallory had a couple people from work, but other than that she and I didn't have any guests. I kind of liked it that way, because we have each other. And that's more than enough.

The band is still playing softly in the background, and I lean back against Captain, closing my eyes. It's been the most perfect day ever. Mallory and I walked hand in hand through the doors and to our future. When I looked up and saw those dark green eyes waiting on me, every thought I had went out the window. Mallory had to tug my hand a couple times to keep me from running down to him. I didn't realize how much I wanted a wedding until that moment, something to celebrate us becoming one and to let the world know I belong to him.

The ceremony was mercifully quick, and I didn't have to stand in front of the crowd too long. We said traditional vows, except Captain had asked the minister to take out obey and replace it with feed. God, I love that man.

After it was over, the four of us came to the garden for our reception. It's the place Miles built for Mallory, but I feel like it's a part of me, too. Their story is so much a part of mine and Captain's that it made sense for us to have a double wedding. There are twinkling lights strung everywhere, and the garden looks so beautiful. It's peaceful here, with the music and the waterfall, and I don't know if I want the night to end.

Mallory is sitting in Miles's lap across from us, and I reach out, grabbing her hand and squeezing it. "Thank you," I say to her, and I see little tears form in her eyes.

"I think it's time we head out. We're wheels up in an hour," Miles says, and picks Mallory up.

I stand, taking Captain's hand, and we make our way out behind them. He wraps his arm around me, and we exit the front of Osborne Corp. The limo is waiting on them, and I see Mal wiggle in Miles's arms before he puts her down. She runs over to me, wrapping me in a huge hug before kissing me on the cheek.

"I love you so much, Paige," she says, and then pulls away, getting into the back of the limo.

Miles comes over, kissing me on the cheek and shaking Captain's hand. "We'll see you guys in two weeks. Have fun." He winks at Captain and then joins his bride. The limo pulls away from the curb.

I turn to Captain, feeling a little bummed that the night is over. "Think there's any crab cakes left?" I ask, looking back at the building longingly.

"I think they were all gone when you made the caterer cry, kitten." He pulls me into a hug and kisses the top of my head. "Besides, we don't really have the time."

Just then another limo pulls up, and Captain opens the back door.

"What's going on?" I ask, excitement bubbling up inside me.

"Get in, kitten. We've got a honeymoon to catch."

I beam at him, thinking this is the kind of surprise I could get used to. I'm not one for having everyone look at me, but I'll take a vacation any day of the week. I climb in and I'm bouncing in my seat as he comes in after me. The car pulls away, and I look at him, suddenly feeling wide-awake.

"Where are we going? I didn't pack a suitcase. How did you do this? I'm so excited."

Leaning forward, I plant a kiss on his lips, and he laughs as he takes over. My back hits the seat of the limo as he covers me with his body.

"It's a surprise, and I packed your suitcase. Some things are worth waiting for, Paige. And you were worth every second." His mouth moves down my neck, and I feel the slick heat of his tongue between my breasts. "My God, I know I've told you seven thousand times today, but you look so beautiful. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen."




 

 

I wrap my legs around his waist, and I feel the limo hum beneath us. The vibrations along with Captain's mouth have me all too ready for him. The whole night has been full of sneaky touches and soft kisses, both of us knowing what was to come. That tonight we would make love as husband and wife, and though it would be the same as before, it would be something new. I can't keep my hands off him as I run them up his dress shirt and under his suit jacket. I want him naked and grunting on top of me, but this limo seat isn't big enough for that. It's barely able to hold me, and Captain has his knees on the floor.

"How long do we have?" I ask, panting with need.

"Forever," Captain says, pulling one of my nipples free and latching on to it.

"Ryan!" I cry out as the pain turns to pleasure. "I meant to where we're going."

He releases my breast and looks up at me with a wicked grin. The limo comes to a stop, and I want to curse. He moves my dress back in place and gives me a soft kiss before sitting up and adjusting himself. Once we're both decent for the public, he opens the back door and helps me out. Our driver holds the door as someone takes our luggage out of the trunk and wheels it away. We're on tarmac, and I see a plane a few feet away.