Authors: M. Dauphin H. Q. Frost
"What is this, Liam?" she asked.
I smiled and nodded towards the tree. It was her moment. She was nervously shaking as she walked up to the first tree on our walk and plucked the envelope hanging from the branch. She opened it and read it out loud to me.
"The time I fell off my bike and you hugged me." She smiled up at me and cocked her head.
"Go on." I managed through my nerves. Why was I nervous? She was going to say yes, right?
She walked the path down to the gazebo, stopping to read the notes along the way.
"The time the entire class found out you failed the spelling test." She laughed at the memory and kept going.
I had written down everything I remembered from our lives that made me love her even more. From kicking me in the shins, to the hugs I loved, even the fact that she definitely did not 'take care of it'. Everything about her made her perfect in my eyes. She needed to know that.
Making it to the last tree before the gazebo, she still hadn't noticed her parents and Jenny sitting in there, quietly watching, and with the tears in her eyes I was sure she wasn't going to until we got down there. Able was holding my hand the whole time, watching his mom with curiosity and enjoying the lanterns. She opened the envelope and a single daisy crown fell out with a small note.
"All of the times you forced me to make these for you. Thank you," she read the note and looked at the crown, placing it on top of her head and giggled. "I did force you to make theses a lot, didn't I?" She laughed and sniffled as she adjusted the crown on her head.
Jesus she was beautiful. Breathtaking.
I nodded, nerves made me unable to form words and I took her hand, pulling her toward me, kissing her harder than I probably should have in front of her parents, but I couldn't fucking help it.
"One more thing, Ry." I nodded towards the gazebo.
She turned her head to look and squealed, then took off just like Able did when I would get home from work. Grabbing her parents and best friend in a bear hug, she giggled and bounced just like him too.
"What—" she started, but her dad shook his head as her mom stood and collected herself.
God, I was making all the Reynolds women cry.
"Ryley Anne... baby girl. We love you more than life itself. We are so happy you finally found your forever," her mom said and handed her the final envelope.
Ry was in full-blown tears and all I wanted to do was hold her, but I had other things I needed to do first. I quickly told Able what to do when she turned around, and through his giggles he was able to whisper back to confirm he understood what he had to do. I had faith, he could do it. I got down on one knee, pulled the ring out and waited for her to realize the sentence on the paper made no sense.
She read it, turned it over, and put her hand on her hip. Then she turned towards me. "Liam, I don—" She abruptly stopped as she realized what was happening.
Able was kneeling beside me, smiling from ear to ear. Just as she started moving towards us, Able took his part of the evening and ran with it.
"Mommy, will you marry my daddy?!" he screamed, and everyone laughed at the little guy's innocence.
She still hadn't spoken, frozen in place, and I was starting to get nervous. I stood up and walked over to her, taking her hands in mine.
"Ry, I know it's been an insanely hard road getting here, but we made it, baby. You have me, Ry. Every piece of me. You have had all of my love since the first hug you gave me after I scraped my knee when I was eight. Please, Ry. Please say you will be mine for forever." I rested my forehead on hers as I spoke, needing that connection.
Her head started shaking before the words came out.
"Y-y-YES! Of course!" she stuttered between her sniffles and tears, and wrapped her arms around me; kissing me with so much passion, love, and lust I almost carried her back to the house.
I didn't want to pull away from that, but I had to. Everyone was watching us.
Placing my grandmother's ring on her finger, she noticed it immediately.
"Oh, Liam... your grandma's ring," she whispered, inspecting it. "It's perfect." She smiled and kissed me again, laughing as Able laughed at us in the background.
That was what perfect was. I had finally found my forever, and she had been there the whole time. I just had to open my heart to find her.
What did the note say?
The time you said yes to forever
RYLEY
"You ready for this?" Jenny asks as she fixes my veil and fidgets with the back of my dress.
"I think you are more nervous than I am." I smile back at her and she hugs my waist, resting her head on my shoulder.
"It's so weird you know. I thought you hated him…. Hell, I hated him. I'm actually having a hard time not hating him anymore." She laughs and hugs me tighter. "I'm so happy for you, Ryley. You deserve all of this."
I watch her walk away to finish getting her dress on.
One year ago today Liam Porter poured his heart out to me in front of everyone I love dearest in life. He went to the extreme, planning the best proposal a girl could ask for, going as far as flying in my parents and Jenny for the special occasion. Now I stand here, in a tiny room in the back of the church, waiting for the moment that I've wanted my whole life. The moment I can call Liam Porter my husband.
"Who is up for a toast!?" Anna calls over to us.
Jenny gives me a look that tells me she has it under control, then I see her sneak me a glass of sparkling cider before Anna gets to me with the champagne.
"To the bride and groom, I've never seen anyone as happy as I have seen Liam with Ry."
Everyone agrees, clinking glasses, and drinking up. Typical wedding day toast, but just the sentiment has me on the verge of tears. Damn hormones.
"How are you going to make it through today without people finding out, Ryley?" Jenny whispers. I shrug and finish my drink.
"You'll just have to follow me around with that bottle, I guess. And extra tissues." I wink, and she laughs.
"Please! I'm off to find me a hot groomsman!" She laughs loudly and walks away from me.
She's right, there are some good looking groomsmen today, but my eyes are only on Liam.
"Five minutes!" our wedding planner, Sarah, announces.
I shake off my pre-wedding jitters and go over my vows in my head one more time.
The music starts and I hug my girls tightly. Able and my dad turn down the hall to come and get us, both of them walking me down the aisle. Everything is finally happening and it's like I'm living in a dream. The back doors of the church open and I look to the front of the isle, seeing Liam standing there. Dark grey tux, hands clasped behind his back, smiling the brightest smile just for me. I don't notice the hundreds of people in the church, don't notice my dad crying next to me, and don't even notice the flash from the photographers. All I see is my Liam.
It's time to say our vows and I know exactly what I'm going to say, but I'm still nervous. I take a breath and voice my love to the one man that has always held my heart.
"Liam Porter, I can honestly say I feel like the luckiest girl alive today. You have had a strong hold on my heart since the first day we met, eighteen years ago. So much has happened in our lives that would make anyone want to give up, but we haven't. Our hearts stayed true and brought us back together. I love you more than anything, Liam. Forever and always, no matter what life throws our way, you will always be mine and I will always be yours." I say my vows loud enough for the church to hear, then I lean in to whisper something that only he needs to hear right now. "I'm pregnant, baby." I smile as I watch his reaction, knowing he's going to have to hold it together for his vows.
His eyes grow wide, and when it's his turn to talk nothing comes out. The pastor clears his throat to remind Liam what we're doing and all I can do is laugh. God, I love this man.
LIAM
"Liam," Ryley whispers with a giggle and nudges me a little.
Pregnant! Fucking pregnant! I want to scream out in joy. I want to grab her and kiss her. I want to go home and consummate our marriage that isn't even legal yet because I can't talk.
"Ry." My voice cracks and I rub my throat, clearing it. "Ryley Anne Reynolds. The only girl and woman I've ever needed. You have given me everything I've ever wanted and so much more." I take a step toward her, my hand swiping across her stomach as I reach for her waist.
I can't not touch her. She's pregnant! Another one of my children swimming inside her right now and I'm supposed to hold it together while she stands in front of me wearing a sexy as hell smirk, waiting to say 'I do' and make my life complete?
"Baby," I breathe with a chuckle, having to look away from that grin on her face. "Ryley, I love you so much." I shake my head, staring at the ground between us. It's happening and I can't let it. I started tearing up when she walked down the aisle toward me, but now I feel them spilling over. "You have no idea how happy you make me every single day." I'm done for, sniffling, having to wipe away the tears. This is great, I'm making an ass out of myself, but she pulls the clearest, most sincere emotions from me every day of my life, she always has. "I've always wanted to spend a lifetime together with you." My face hurts from trying to fight it. When I look at her, she's in tears and reaches forward, wiping my face, all the while still smiling. "And I promise you we will get through anything together, forever and always."
The priest is talking, but I don't hear what he's saying because I'm zoned on Ryley, smiling at me, tears also spilling down her cheeks. God she's beautiful.
"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride."
I did hear that, I've been waiting for that, and I don't hold back. I grab her in into my arms, holding her tightly and dip her back. Our audience is cheering on our love for each other and I finally pull back just enough so only our lips are touching lightly.
"Thank you," I whisper at her lips and she laughs.
"For what?"
"Being you. Being mine. Being forever." I turn my head to find my son who's staring at us with a huge smile, not ashamed of his parents' love for each other.
When he gives me the thumbs up, I laugh, pulling Ryley to stand upright and hug her tight.
"I can't wait for more." I discreetly rub her stomach then turn my bride to get us the hell out of here.
I want to skip the reception and just move on to the honeymoon, which is actually a week stay in Disney with our son because it's a new beginning for all three... shit, four of us.
"Hey, Liam. Hey, man." Jack grabs the sleeve of my tux and I turn back to look at him before getting in the limo. "Congrats. Ry, you look beautiful." He smiles at her.
"Thanks, Jack." She hugs him then quickly kisses me and slides into our waiting limo to get us to the reception.
"Dude." He nervously rubs the back of his neck and I know something's up; Jack doesn't usually clam up. "That Jenny chick...." He looks off in the distance for a minute and now I'm ready to pull Jenny to the side and give her hell for obviously pissing off my best man. "She seeing anyone?"
"You fucking serious?" I laugh, and hard. Clapping him on the shoulder, I tell him, "Bad news, man. Just be careful." I get into the limo, grinning at my bride who's wearing the best smile on her face. "I love you, Ry," I say, sliding into the seat next to her, kissing her at the same time.
"Mmm," she hums on my lips. "I love you, Mr. Porter."
"How many more times you want to do this, Mrs. Porter?" I whisper in her ear, my hand resting on her stomach as I slowly rubbing by thumb over her satin gown.
When she pulls back to look at me and her eyebrows shoot upward, I laugh.
"How many do you?"
"At least four more times after her." I rub my hand in a circle.
"Liam!" She hits my arm, then falls into laughter with me.
I have my forever and always. I always have.
Take a peek into Bang. M. Dauphin and H.Q. Frost are collaborating once again to bring you the hilariously sexy story of Jack and Jenny.
Can the playgirl be tamed by the stuffy bachelor? Could he even handle her if he did?
BANG
JACK
I've been standing here with my hand under the shower stream for five minutes and the water's still cold. Son of a bitch. I don't have time for this! My niece's birthday party starts in two hours and I still need a gift. That'll be a quick stop to grab some of those horses. My Little Horses or… Pony. I think it's pony. She likes it all and I know I'll be spending two hundred dollars on crazy haired dolls. I don't have time for this!
I knew my water heater was on its last leg, but with all the overtime I've been putting in at work I have't had the time to fix it.
"Hello?" Liam huffs into the phone. He's on vacation and I promised I wouldn't call him because he's been working overtime for the past three weeks.
"Nothing work related," I attest before I continue. "My water heater finally went out. I'm going to be late for Joslyn's birthday party, can I swing by your place and grab a quick shower?"
I hear him talking to someone, and I think it's Ry, before he comes back to tell me, "Yeah, that's cool, man. Just lock up when you leave."
"Thanks," I breath with relief.
I don't have time to worry about my water heater right now. Grabbing clean clothes, shampoo, body wash... I'm not going to use their toiletries; I head out the door. Of course traffic is thick. Any other Saturday at noon people would already be in the sun, enjoying the eighty degree weather, today though, today, the day I'm in a hurry, everyone and their brother is on the road.
"Move! Move! Come on! Move!" I scream at the car in front of me with an eighty-something-year-old woman behind the wheel. She brake checks me…. This day is headed for disaster.
Rushing into Liam and Ryley's, I head straight for the bathroom and drop my handful of clothes and toiletries in the hallway. Fumbling with my things, I have one hour to shower, dress, get a gift and make it on time.
I'm stressed, I'm tired, I'm behind schedule, and I'm hard. Perfect. I don't have time for this either, but maybe if I rub one out I'll calm down.
I let my thoughts wander to the last woman I was with. Amber. I grip my cock and, like usual, my thoughts start taking me back to the one woman that's haunted me ever since I had her three months ago. Jenny.
Leaning against the wall, I let my mind think back to every dirty thing Jenny did to me the one night we had together. Jenny... that woman. God, she was incredible, then she was gone. Didn't even leave me her phone number, and because of that, I've had no contact with her since. Sure she's a friend of Ryley's, but I'm not going to talk to her about that shit. A man takes care of himself when it comes to a woman. I'm fine with the women I have here.
I'm not fine. I need another night with Jenny, or multiple.
I look down at my softening dick. Dammit! This isn't working.
Slamming the butt of my fist to the wall I open my eyes and cringe, seeing I touched... hair. A wad of… pink hair? What the hell is that!? I jerk away from it and slip, grabbing the shower head before I fall.
"Crud!" I shout…. Crud. I shouted crud!
Realizing strands of cotton candy hair are stuck on my hand, I flail like a little girl until it flings off.
Ryley definitely doesn't have raver pink hair! That looks like.... I can't stop myself from poking at the strands while I inspect them. It looks like pony hair, from those My Little Pony dolls my niece loves.
"What the hell," I grumble out loud that Ryley's letting Able play with dolls!
If it's not pony hair, it's Barbie, and neither are okay! He's a little boy! He needs trucks and motorcycles! Not dolls! I'm all for that kid becoming his own person, doing what he loves, but come on! This is a little extreme! Dolls!
I'm feeling more worked up than I was when I got here. I need to get to this damn party already and hopefully tonight get in touch with one of the women in my phonebook to alleviate the stress I've been feeling.
After rinsing one more time, I toss the hair wad into the trash with a cringe. Gross.
Going through my clothes, I notice I don't have boxers. I HAD boxers, I know I did! Tying the towel around my waist so I can see if I didn't grab them when I dropped my things in hallway, I pull the door open, rushing because the ten minutes I took to try and jerk off set me further behind. I didn't even get off!
As I step in the hall, I'm smacked with what I think is Ryley. I grab her before she falls and I immediately realize this isn't Ryley when my hands sink into nice, full hips and there are large tits pressing into my chest. I immediately let go. No one was supposed to be here. Taking a step back, my eyes go wide and my dick goes hard all in a matter of a second before her scream hits me, then her fist. She's a woman possessed! And trying to pummel me to the ground. While trying to control her flailing limbs, I lose my towel. I've grabbed both her arms and am able to push her back a step, but I'm not letting go. Those nails weren't digging into my flesh in the same pleasurable way I remembered they did three months ago. Crazy woman!
"Jenny!" I blurt her name and watch her grey eyes widen, but only for a second before she relaxes and her thick, shiny lips turn up into the sexiest grin that makes my cock reach out for her.
Son of a bitch.
She has pink hair strips or lights, whatever women call this hairstyle. She has pink pony hair, that's all I know.
"Jack," she says as her eyes travel down my completely naked body and her tongue traces the rim of her lips.
My cock jumps when her eyes get to him. Son of a bitch.
"Nice to see you too, big boy." Her grin widens, then she takes a step closer to me to where every soft part of her is pressed against every naked, hard part of me.
My instinct is to take a step back, and when I do she steps with me. I take another step back. She steps with me. Now she's pushing me back and into the bathroom, kicking the door closed behind us.
"What're you doing here?" I try not to sound so confused, but she's the last person I thought I'd see. At least not in this situation.
"Shh, Able's downstairs," her voice purrs as her hands travel to parts of my body I've only dreamed of her touching since our last encounter.
"Able? You're with Able? You're Able's sitter while Ry and Liam are on vacation?" I sound like a bumbling idiot, but what is this woman doing!? Able's downstairs and she's stroking my cock in Liam's bathroom!
"Yep, all week." Her lips go to my neck and her hands keep stroking. I'm used to taking the control, but this woman has me trumped, and damn if this isn't the best feeling I've felt since I met her at the wedding.
When she starts nipping her way down my chest she stops at my nipple and circles it with her tongue. I have to take a deep breath so I don't blow my load right here in her hands.
"Mmm, just like I remember," she hums as her grip tightens and she slides down to her knees. The lips I've fantasized about since the first time wrap around the tip of my cock and her bottom teeth scrape up my underside.
"Jenny." Her name comes out guttural sounding as I slightly bend and put my hand to the wall to keep me steady. This woman is insane! But I'm not going to stop her.
I look down at her and her eyes flick up to mine as she takes me all the way to her throat.
"Oh, Jesus." I slide my fingers into her doll hair that I like a lot more than I do on those ponies. Her fingernail polish matches her hair. Why do I find that cute? "Pink," I pant and her lips pop from the tip of my cock while she looks up at me questioningly. "I like your pink pony hair." I do? Did I really just tell her she has pony hair!?
With a chuckle, she sinks me to her throat once again. I've never had a woman so eager to please with a blow job, but this is something she likes. There is no doubt about it, and she does a damn good job at it. The best I've ever had.
"AUUUNT JENNY!!!" I hear Able's voice yelling through the hall and damn near choke on spit when I gasp like a woman.
Jenny stands and smiles at me while wiping her lips and slightly chuckles, probably from my reaction.
"That's my cue. That was fun." She kisses me hard, then pinches my ass and slips out of the bathroom, quietly shutting the door behind her. A second later the door opens and my boxers are thrown at my face, then the door clicks closed again and she's gone.
That woman....