10. Chapter 8

It"s been six months since the trip that changed my life. Keith and I are inseparable, and the magazine is doing great. I miss Annette at the office, but Keith gave her a great opportunity as a PR Consultant down in Miami at a club called Midnight Heat. She"s already texted me that the owners are gorgeous, and she"s having the time of her life.

I"m packing a light bag because Keith says we"re going somewhere fun. It"s a surprise. He"s always doing things like that for me, making sure that our life is full of joy and adventure. I texted my besties that I"m not available this weekend. Sometimes, he includes them in our plan, but this trip is for the two of us. I make sure to pack some sexy lingerie to wear for him. He"ll probably tear it off me as soon as he sees me, but that"s part of the fun of wearing them and why they make them so flimsy.

Keith comes in and is carrying a garment bag.

"What is that?" I ask him.

"It"s part of your surprise. Don"t peek."

"Fine, but I"ll get you back with my own surprise when you least expect it."

"I can live with that. Come on, we"re just in time to get to the airport."

We hurried to the airport, and when we were seated in first class, I remembered fondly the first time I traveled this way. He sees my smile and comments.

"What's on your mind?"

"The first time I flew first class was on that trip to Vegas, where we reunited. It"s a fond memory for me."

"I"ve spoiled you with all the fancy travel, haven"t I?"

"A little bit. But I"m grateful for everything. For you, for how well the magazine is doing, and how you constantly show me how much you love me."

"Well, we"ve got a few hours of travel ahead of us to reach Las Vegas, but I think you"re going to love my surprise for you."

Keith got us a fancy suite at the Bellagio, where I first stayed with him. It"s nighttime, and he ordered some room service, champagne included. The surprise garment was a gorgeous white cocktail dress, and my first thought was that I could get married in a dress like this. Keith served us some champagne and handed me a glass.

"Thank you," I say.

"You look beautiful tonight." He puts his arm around me and pulls me close. "Let"s toast to forever."

"Forever," I say with an eager smile.

All of a sudden, he"s down on one knee and shows me the most beautiful princess-cut diamond on a simple gold band. My eyes grow teary, and I put the champagne down on the table in front of me, nearly spilling it. My hands cover my mouth, and I tremble all over.

"Julie, the past six months with you have been the most amazing I"ve ever lived. I"m happier than ever and have seen that my effort to make you happy has worked. You look radiant, and you are full of energy. That was part of you already, but it"s come out more often now that we"re together. I wouldn"t say it"s all my doing, but my desire to love you and love you well shines through everything I do every single day and affects you in a positive way. I"ve seen you blossom into this fantastic woman that I would love to spend the rest of my life with."

"Oh, Keith."

"Wait, I don"t think this is coming out right. Let me try again. You are the most amazing woman I"ve ever known, and I thank you for giving me a second chance to win you over. I don"t mind all the obstacles I had to go through – broken nose included – because, in the end, it means you are by my side. And I believe that"s where you belong, next to me, building a future together. Building a home and raising a family."

He looks down for a moment and is silent.

I"m bursting with the desire to say "Yes" already, but he deserves to tell me what"s in his heart.

"Julie, all that I am and all that I have is yours. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

"Oh my God, Keith. Yes! A thousand times, yes!"

I offer him my hand so he can put the ring on my finger. Once he"s done, I drag him up and fall into his arms as he kisses me. I"m melting into his arms when he pulls back. I"m surprised, but he has a devilish look in his eyes.

"Come on, Princess, we"ve got an appointment we need to keep."

"I thought we could celebrate." I waggle my eyebrows at him.

"What I have in store is better."

I don"t know what would be better than having hot, passionate sex with my fiancé, but it"s his surprise, and I don"t want to spoil it. I grab my purse and follow him out the door. Fifteen minutes later, we"re in front of a wedding chapel, and I"m eyeing it warily, searching for Elvis impersonators.

"Is Elvis in the house, Keith?"

"No, this is a bit fancier. Remember, you agreed to marry me?"

"You mean RIGHT NOW?"

"Yes, please."

I take a deep breath and think about it for a minute. I would have liked to have my brother and my besties with me on this day, but getting married where it all started seems right. We can always renew our vows later and have a fancy reception. And I have the perfect dress on. I reach out for his hand, and he takes it in his.

"Let"s do this. I love you."

Turns out, we were a few minutes early, so they put us in a small room to wait. Then, our names were called, and we hurried to the ceremony room. When the door opens, I gasp at the sight of my family all standing, waiting for us to walk to the altar. My eyes grow teary again when I see my brother Mike take my hand from Keith"s into his own. Keith then walks to where the altar is and stands there with a huge smile on his face.

"I see you said yes, little sis."

"I sure did. Thank you for being here."

"It" was all Keith"s doing. I have to admit he really loves you and would do anything for you."

"I know. I"m a very lucky person. Let"s do this. I want to be Mrs. Keith Matthews."

Mike walks me down the short aisle to where Keith waits for me, and we begin the ceremony. Afterward, I hugged all my besties, and we went to a fancy restaurant for dinner. But my thoughts are on the honeymoon. I give Keith a look, and we eat faster than possible. My friends tease us about wanting to start the honeymoon already, and they"re not wrong.

Back at the hotel, we"re tearing our clothes off. Our movements are hurried, and we can"t stop kissing each other. When we"re naked and in each other"s arms, I look up at my husband, husband, and feel an immense amount of joy go through every cell in my being. I lift my hand and caress the side of his face, and he kisses my palm.

My other hand grabs his erect member, and I pump him a few times. I love that he"s always so turned on by me. I kneel in front of him and kiss the tip of his cock, licking the drops of precum that have leaked out. The salty taste makes me groan, and I use my tongue to twirl all around the head of his dick. I feel his hand on my head, gripping my hair.

I open my mouth wide and take his cock as far as I can go. I remember to relax my throat muscles and start sucking him.

"Jules, that"s amazing. Your mouth was made for me."

I drop my grip down to his balls and play with them. It"s a favorite pastime of mine to tease him like this, and I know it drives him wild. But only a few minutes in, I feel him pulling at me.

"Stop, Princess. I don"t want to come just yet."

I pout as I look up at him. "But this is one of your wedding presents."

"That sounds amazing, but you know how it is with me—ladies first."

He helps me get up and pulls me towards the huge king-sized bed. I scoot in and get in the middle. My pussy is pulsing with need, so I open my legs, offering myself as another one of his wedding presents.

"You"re killing me, Princess." He says while stroking himself.

I cup my breasts and tease them while he watches. That gets him on the bed and in between my thighs really fast. He holds himself above me and gives me a tender look.

"Tonight, I"m making love to you, my beautiful wife. I want to show you how much I treasure you and love you."

And he does just that. Every caress, every touch is filled with how much he cares about me, and when I finally explode, he takes me in his arms, and I feel safe and loved. Forever.