Make Me Yours

Now we’re chest to chest, her small breasts floating in the water. Our mouths meet, tongues caressing, chasing, driving the heat between us higher as she straddles my lap.

Her hands grip the tub behind me, and I position my cock at her entrance. Then, with a swift drop, I’m sheathed inside her. We both moan at the incredible sensation, the clenching satisfaction of complete connection.

“My beautiful girl,” I moan, sliding my hands from her hips up to her waist as she rides me. She’s such a great rider. I’m trying to stay here with her and not get lost in the heaven between her thighs.

Grinding her body against mine, she bites her lip to keep from crying out. Her breasts rise out of the water, and she’s moving fast. She’s gorgeous to watch, the flush covering her breasts and rising to her neck.

My orgasm is tightening in my lower stomach, but I’m doing my best to hold out. It’s hard with her luscious insides pulling me, milking me. Leaning forward, I give her nipple a hard suck, a little bite.

“Remi!” It’s a high whimper followed by a cascade of spasms through her core as she comes on my cock.

Her body breaks into shudders, and I let go, pulsing and filling her, bucking up into her, groaning through the final waves of orgasm.

She collapses with her arms around my neck, and she’s relaxed and smiling. “I love doing that.”

“I love doing that with you.”

Our lips meet, sweeter this time. I hold her to me so I can kiss her shoulder, nibble her neck, pull her lips with mine again as our tongues caress gently, languorously.

I’m so in love with this woman…

It brings us to today, to this lavish wedding ceremony right here in Oakville.

Stephen is in town as my best man, and Drew is Ruby’s matron of honor. We have Ruby’s mom, Eleanor, Dottie, Gray, Dagwood, a few people I don’t know very well, and even Ms. Terry taking a role in the festivities.

We erected an arch and chairs in the town park square in front of the gazebo. It’s spring, so flowers are blooming. Azalea bushes are giant masses of magenta, and wisteria hangs over our heads like lavender grapes on vines.

Drew and Mrs. B, as I’ve learned everyone calls Ruby’s mom, added more flowers to the already bursting scenery. They let me know the wisteria, lilies, and camellias were added. I’m not an expert on flowers, but I think it looks like a technicolor rainbow straight out of any one of my daughter’s favorite Disney movies.

I stand before the arch with Pastor Hibbert behind me and Stephen, Dag, and Gray at my side, and as much as I’ve counted down the days to this moment, my stomach is in knots as the music changes and everyone shifts in their seats.

First comes Lillie, the little show-stopper. She’s wearing a floor-length blue gown to match Ruby’s engagement ring. It’s designed to look like a princess with a full tulle skirt, and she has Buddy on a long leash as she drops petals down the aisle. When she gets to the front, she steps beside me, holding my hand.

Ruby wanted to be sure she was included, so she’s taking part in the unity ceremony, lighting a candle to show our union as a family.

Dottie comes next, followed by Drew, also dressed in sapphire blue. They line up across from my groomsmen.

The music changes, and everyone stands. The Bridal Chorus begins, and when I see the white of her veil, I have to swallow the ache in my throat.

“Don’t cry, man.” Stephen is at my shoulder, and I exhale a laugh.

Ruby is utterly gorgeous. Her dress is fitted to her body, sleeveless, and floor-length, ending in waves of white satin. The veil hangs over her face and hair, but through the mesh, I see the light glistening off the tears in her eyes.

Fuck Stephen, I have to wipe away the mist. She’s the most beautiful angel sent to bring me back to life.

Pastor Hibbert joins our hands, and Ruby bends down to take Lillie’s small hand. My daughter looks up at her in wonder, and after the pastor’s introduction, the three of us take our small candles and hold them together to illuminate the one larger candle in the center representing our new family.

Satisfaction calms my insides as I watch the yellow flame grow taller. I couldn’t have imagined I would have this chance again, and I’m so fucking grateful.

Lillie goes to sit on her grandmother’s lap, and Ruby and I take hands, reciting the words that will bond us together. I promise to love her, cherish her, protect her for the rest of my days. The words are so easy to say.

She looks up at me, and when she promises to love, honor, and care for me for the rest of her life, I know I’m the luckiest guy in the world.

At last we reach the part where I can remove that veil and kiss her beautiful lips. For a moment, I hold her in my arms, drinking in her beauty, making a permanent memory of this point in time, this time when I am given a second chance at love.

Our lips unite, our eyes close, and we’re swept up in the bliss of union.

Ruby