Faith (My Misery Muse) (23 page)

“Baby, you’re thinking too hard,” he
murmured.

“I, I don’t think I can, Drake.”

His shoulders drooped and he leaned his head
down on to my shoulder, “Why not, Mags?”

“What if you decide this was a mistake?”

“I’m not going to, baby.”

“What if?”

“Damn it, Mags, we’ve been through the
fucking what if games already. We can do this, baby, just trust me
a little bit, please.”

I stared at him and knew he was right. I did
need to trust him and he’d never given me a reason not to trust
him, all the time I’ve known him he had never given me a single
reason, so I whispered, “Yes.”

Drake

I couldn’t believe she said no again. I
didn’t know if I what I would do if she didn’t start trusting me, I
hadn’t done anything for the lack of trust. Then I heard her
whisper something and I looked up at her. “What was that baby?” not
believing I had heard what I thought I did.

“Yes, I’ll marry you,” she said a little more
loudly.

“Once more, I don’t think I heard you right?”
I asked grinning. She smacked me in the arm and I laughed. “You
mean it?”

“Yeah, I mean it.”

I kissed her hard and fast then reached over
and rapped on the glass three times.

“Why did you do that?” she asked.

“The second part of your surprise,” I said
and winked at her.

I dug around the in the table beside me and
pulled out the velvet box X had stashed in there for me earlier and
looked up at Mags. She was staring at the box like it was an asp.
“Shhh, honey, you already did the hard part.” She swallowed and
nodded. “You ready to see it?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

I had a little trouble getting the box open
one handed so she reached over and helped me, then took a quick
inhale. “Oh.my.god,” she breathed out.

“You like it?” I asked looking down at the
vintage engagement ring I had picked up while I was on tour with
the band. It was a carat round diamond with two half carat pink
diamonds set on either side, all of them line in hematite and
around the band all set in a platinum band. When I saw it I knew it
had been made for Mags and couldn’t resist, getting it for a
hopeful someday.

She nodded her head and stuck her hand out, I
laughed and pulled the ring from where it was nestled and slowly
slipped it on her finger. “Perfect fit,” I murmured then kissed her
taking my time exploring her mouth.

“We’ve got few hours till the next surprise,
baby, what should we do with our time?” I asked kissing up her neck
to the sensitive skin behind her ear.

“Drake, we can’t?”

“Why not.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.”

She frowned down at me. “Can I be in control
this time?”

“Whatever you want, honey.”

She smiled. “Why don’t I believe that?”

I nipped her ear lobe when she ground down on
my hard cock. “Tease,” I muttered.

She gave a throaty laugh and did it again
causing me to groan. “I’ll behave.”

“Hmm, that sounds like a nice change.”

Chapter 40

Mags

He ran his lips across my collarbone very
slowly, torturing me, his hand grasped the bottom of my shirt and
started pulling up dragging his fingers against my skin as he did.
I shivered at the feather light caresses as his fingers grazed my
ribs and the side of my breasts against the silky material of my
bra. I lifted my arms for him as he kissed my collarbone, one last
time, before removing his lips from my skin for the moment. His
fingers trailed against the sensitive skin of my arms then finally
after the exquisite torture my shirt was off.

“I thought I was in charge?”

“You are, honey, just trying to help get
your clothes off.”

“Uh huh.”

He smiled up at me then let his eyes slowly
make their way down my now naked torso. “Damn. but you are
beautiful,” he whispered then leaned and captured a nipple in this
mouth, the sensation was almost too much. The silk of my bra was
hot and wet and clinging to my beaded nipple. He gave it one last
leisurely lick then moved over to the other one giving it the same
exquisite torture. My head fell back and I moaned loudly. His eyes
rolled up to look at me and I could see the gleam of appreciation
in them, he finally released that nipple with a pop.

“Up,” he ordered.

I kneeled above him giving him access to the
button on my jeans. He popped it open and unzipped them slowly
while he ran his tongue down the V they created to my panties where
he stopped and sucked a mark on my skin.

“Off,” he ordered.

I sat back down and wiggled my ass against
his hard cock knowing it would drive him crazy while I tried to get
to my feet so I could take off the rest of my clothes, I sighed,
“When do the casts come off?”

“Not soon enough,” he
growled reaching up and popping me on the ass. “Now strip for me
nice and slow.” He then reached over and hit a button and
Portishead’s
Glory
Box
started playing.

I slid off his lap, kicked off my flip flops
and moved over to the seat across from his and kneeled down. I
slowly ran my fingers down my neck to my breasts where I slowly
circled my hard nipples with the tips of my fingers then dragged
them down to the front clasp, slowly opened it and let go, the cups
fell open showing him my breasts. The audible gulp I got from him
made this so much sweeter. I ran my hands down my stomach to the
top of my jeans and began to slowly wiggle my hips so the jeans
fell down them to the seat and I spread my thighs as far as I
could, and ran my fingers down the front of my slipping them in the
side and feeling the wet hot skin that lay beneath.

“All right, Mags, get on with it,” he
groaned.

I shook my head. “I’m the one in charge,
remember?”

I stood and shook off my jeans the rest of
the way and walked back over to him turned around and bent over
pulling my panties down my legs. Drake growled then an arm wrapped
around my waist and he pulled me down on top of him.

Laughing I looked over at him.
“Impatient?”

“Fucking tease,” he muttered.

I turned around and went to kneel back over
him when I noticed that his sweats were now pulled down and his
impressive cock was standing at attention and he had lost his
shirt. I reached down and swiped my finger over the head then put
the finger in my mouth sucking off the precum.

Drake

“Mags,” I choked out.

She looked down at me and popped the finger
out of her mouth. “Yeah?” she asked innocently.

“Please?” I nearly begged, my cock hurt from
watching her little show and I didn’t know how much more I could
take.

She giggled and I decided I had had enough I
ran my fingers up her legs to her inner thighs and until I reached
the part I wanted most at this moment, and ran a finger up her slit
then back down barely touching. She whimpered and I knew I had
almost won. I slowly parted her lips and ran my finger up to her
clit and slowly circled it and leaned over and sucked one of her
nipples into my mouth, she moaned and I smiled around the nipple. I
brushed across the bundle of nerves with my thumb and she lowered
herself slowly down until the head of my cock was nestled against
her opening.

I let go of her nipple a.nd looked up at her.
“This want you want, honey?” I asked then thrust my hips up so just
the head was inside her. She nodded her head furiously and I
chuckled “You going to tease me anymore?”

“No, Drake,” she whimpered when I gave her
another inch.

“That’s what I thought, baby, now can you
reach that table over there for a condom?”

“No condom, we're good.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, now please, Drake.”

I thrust up hard until I was so deep inside
her that I couldn’t tell where one of us began and the other
stopped, it was pure bliss.

“Honey, you’re so hot and tight, don’t think
I’m going to last long.”

She nodded her head so I guess she was right
there with me.

“Can you move, honey?”

She nodded her head again and started a slow
ride up and down my dick, she held me so tightly in her grasp and I
knew no one had ever felt this good.

“Faster please, Mags,” I begged and she
picked up her speed and I met her thrust for thrust I reached my
hand down between us and started circling her clit again. She began
to tighten around me moaning louder and I knew she was close.

“Come for me, baby” I murmured and did
screaming my name and clenching around me so tightly that I didn’t
stand a chance. I felt the electric tingle in my spine and then I
was groaning out my own release buried as deeply as possible in the
woman I love, the woman I was about to marry.

Chapter 41

Mags

I was getting my clothes put back on and into
a semblance of something that didn’t scream I was just fucked in
the back of a limo when I noticed Drake watching me.

“What?” I muttered.

“Just wondering something.”

I plopped down beside him and started
searching for my shoe—where they hell did they go? “What’s
that?”

“We didn’t use a condom.”

“No, we didn’t.”

“You’re okay with that?”

“I’m marrying you, aren’t I?”

“Yeah, but what if you get pregnant?”

“Would that bother you?”

“Fuck no, I want have lots of babies with
you.”

“Don’t know about lots, but I wouldn’t mind
another kid or two.”

“Can I adopt Quinn?”

“Thought you already planned to?”

“I do, but I never asked you what you
thought.”

I stopped looking for my shoe and up at him.
“You’re serious?”

He nodded his head.

“I love that you even want to, of course I’ll
let you.”

He let out a breath. “Good,” he murmured then
leaned down and picked something up, handing me one of my
shoes.

I shook my head, how the hell did it end up
over there? “So where are we going?” I asked again.

“It’s a surprise, we should be there
soon.”

“All right.” And I went back to finding my
lost shoe.

Five minutes later and no shoe, the car
stopped then the rear door opened, I started to climb out and
tripped on something. I looked down and found my damn shoe. Drake,
of course, found this hilarious until I smacked him with said
shoe.

I climbed down then turned around to help him
out, the driver cleared his throat and I looked over at him and he
was smiling at me.

“I’ll help him, ma'am.”

I nodded and moved out of the way so he could
help Drake out of the limo. While they did that, I looked around,
where the hell was I, because this wasn’t Dallas. Once Drake was
out and in the wheel chair we had bought for him, I started in on
questions. “Where are we?”

“Oklahoma City.”

“Why are we in Oklahoma City?”

“So we can get married.”

“Huh? Have you lost your damn mind?”

“No, I haven’t lost my mind. I’ve finally
gotten you to say yes and I wasn’t going to chance the seventy-two
hour wait in Texas that you’d change it, no waiting in Oklahoma and
it's close.”

I had to give it to him he knows me well.

“All right, let’s go get married then.”

“You’re not mad?”

I shook my head. “Why would I be mad?”

“Well, this will be a quick thing in front of
the Justice of the Peace.”

“Yeah, I got that.”

“You’re okay with that?”

“Now you’re worried about that?” I asked and
started laughing; he’s worried now after he drove our asses two
hours to get here.

He shrugged and looked at me sheepishly.
“Didn’t know how you’d take it actually.”

“Need help with the chair?” I asked.

The limo driver walked up. “Ma'am I’ve got
it.” I nodded at him and looked at Drake.

“I’m fine with it, but you’re telling Devi,”
I said then sauntered away, guess I’m getting married today.

“You suck,” he yelled after me then followed
me to the building.

After we finally finished filling out all the
paperwork and paying the fees, we had our marriage license. The
office building was closing soon so we had to hurry to get to the
JP in time to get married, but Drake couldn’t run anywhere. So that
meant I had to run to the other side of the building while he
followed slowly in his wheelchair pushed by the limo driver. I made
it in time and talked to the man at the desk and was able to secure
us a spot to get married today. I still couldn’t believe I was
doing this, but I didn’t feel like it was the wrong thing to do
anymore.

Drake showed up about five minutes later with
a big smile on his face and holding the most beautiful bouquet of
flowers I had ever seen. It was a work of art. There were stargazer
lilies mixed in with white orchids and blue purple orchids that
trailed down, it was breathtaking.

“These are for you,” he said holding out the
bouquet with a sheepish smile. I took pity on him and took the
flowers from him burying my face into them so I could smell their
sweet scent.

“Drake, they’re beautiful.”

“I’m glad you like them, baby, I wanted you
to have something traditional,” he murmured. “We all set here?”

“Yeah, we should see the JP in about ten
minutes.”

“All right, let’s find a place to sit.”

“Okay” and I lead us to a bench not far from
the office.

Drake

I had been watching Mags for the past five
minutes alternate between staring at her engagement ring and the
bouquet of flowers I had X get for her when an older man in robes
came out and called our names. I looked over at my future wife and
smiled, she walked around pushing my chair towards the Justice of
the Peace.

“So you’re getting married today?”

“Yes, sir,” I answered.