I Won't Give Up on You (24 page)

Being a smart ass I ask, “Where exactly would you have done that? The back of the church, the Sunday school room? Oh how about the Preacher’s waiting room?”

Growling, he pulls me into him and begins to trail his lips down my neck while his fingers roll my nipples into hard peaks. As his teeth graze my jaw, I once again let my hands slide into his silky hair. I can feel him between my legs. Squeezing my thighs together, gripping him tighter makes him pinch my nipples hard.

“Fuck, Caston.” My voice is more of a breath.

He laughs into my neck between kisses. “I should’ve done you in all those places. Damn, I’m going to hell.” I feel a small nip and pull away.

Giving him my serious face. “No marks. I have to wear this crazy white dress tomorrow, and I need to look virginal.”

He pounces at me again, lifting me up into his strong arms.

“You are far from virginal.”

I laugh. “That’s why I said look.”

Wrapping my legs around his waist, I let my heels dig into his ass. He slides into me. I’m ready for the abrupt action. Feeling him hard and deep in me, makes my head fall back. I soak in the feeling. He’s slow at first, making me crazy.

“Caston, faster. Please, faster.”

My chest raises and lowers quickly. His hands grip my ass, kneading it. He leans forward to place a kiss on the pale skin of my breast.

“Faster, huh?”

“Mmmm, please.” I’m enjoying the slow motions, but I really need to be pounded.

I feel the skin on my breast start to ache, I know he’s sucking. Marking me. Just as I was about to say something, he backs me up and slams me into the wall. His cock picks up speed, and I’ve lost all ability to form any words.

Pulling my ass, he spreads the cheeks apart. I’m completely open to him. His fingers slide closer together and one circles my ass. It causes my first orgasm to detonate around his cock. My hands are pulling his hair, scratching at his back, and gripping onto anything they can reach. Not stopping to let me recover, he picks up his pace once again, and I can feel another wave on the brink. I stretch my hands above my head, arching my back to push my body into him. Just when I think I can’t have another orgasm his finger slides into my ass. The stretch and pinch sends a scream of ecstasy escaping me, making me clench him hard, and pushing me over that edge. I can’t catch my breath. He follows me over the edge filling me with his hot come.

I bury my head in his neck and hold on as the ripples of my orgasms continue to detonate. I’m so completely relaxed, tears start to slip from my eyes.

Slowly letting my legs fall to the ground, he lifts my chin with his finger.

“Hey, why the tears? I didn’t think it was that bad,” He says, trying to bring light heartedness back to the moment.

I laugh through my tears. “I’m just so happy. All the emotions are just coming out.”

A light kiss is placed on my lips, and I smile. “I love you so much it hurts, Caston. Sorry for the tears. It’s just a very emotional time for a girl.”

“I understand.”

He holds me close until I calm down.

A while later, when we are both presentable again, Caston grabs my bags before reaching for my hand. “Ready.”

I nod, and we head out the door to the stairs. The music and the chatter from the party downstairs celebrating our wedding rehearsal carries on as if the guests of honor weren’t even missing.

“Glad to know we were missed.”

Caston just laughs and places a kiss on the top of my head. “That’s why I put on such fantastic parties.”

I look at him confused. We reach the bottom of the steps and he sets my bag down and rest his hands on my hips. “Because then, my dear, we can sneak off anytime we want, and no one is the wiser.”

Rising up on my toes, I lean into his ear. “I like when you sneak me off.”

We’re about to get lost in a kiss when Beth interrupts us.

Her perky voice travels over the chatter. “Ready to go?”

“No, I don’t want to stay at the hotel.”

She puts her hands on her hips, just as she is about to start arguing with me, Jake slides in next to her, placing his arm around her waist. I smile when I see her sink into his embrace. I know that feeling all too well. Caston squeezes me, so I know he saw the same thing I did.

“Maybe just give her a few more minutes, Elizabeth.” He kisses her cheek and reaches for the bags by Caston’s feet.

Beth’s cheeks turn red at their interaction.

Knowing I’m just extending the inevitable, I kiss Caston’s chest. “I should get going. Don’t want to get to the hotel too late. I have this big thing happening tomorrow.”

“I’ll miss you.” He scratches his chin. “I don’t think I have anything tomorrow, might just spend the day in bed.”

Beth’s mouth hangs open, and I smack him lightly on the chest. “You better be there, mister.”

“Oh I’ll be there. I was thinking of going to sit on the steps of the church right now.” Pulling me in for a tighter hug. He nuzzles my neck, making me giggle.

Jon walks up and shoves his way between us, swinging his arms around our shoulders.

“So, the ladies are going to the hotel, and I’m going to get Caston fucked up one last time in the name of bachelorhood.”

I lean forward and glare at Caston. This was not the plan. He was smiling like a fool until he sees me looking at him.

“That’s what you’re doing? Maybe I should leave Jake to keep an eye on you.”

Caston shakes his head. “No, baby, I’m not doing anything. I’m going to get all these people to leave, then I’m going to bed. A lonely, cold bed.”

Beth reaches for me, pulling me out of Jon’s embrace. “See, he’s going to behave. Let’s get going.”

“Walk me to the car?” I produce my best puppy dog eyes.

He’s reaching for my hand and pulling it up to his lips. “Of course, I wouldn’t let you leave without getting a few more kisses in.”

Beth just rolls her eyes. She grabs my purse and follows us out of the door to the waiting limo.

Walking my love to the limo, I’m nervous because I haven’t told her about all the new security threats we’ve been informed of. I have a security meeting with everyone as soon as Beth takes Bre to the hotel. I need to make sure our day goes off without a hitch. She’s been so nervous, I don’t want anything to go wrong. I hate having to lie to her.

One last kiss, then I shut the door, place my hands in my pockets, and watch the taillights of the limo until I can’t see them anymore. Jon is once again at my side.

“Ready to get this show on the road?”

I just shake my head. “Why can’t we just get rid of her for good?”

Jon smacks my back as we turn to head back into the house. “Oh we could, but then we’d be in jail for life. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I could handle only having conjugal visits. I would hang myself.”

Stopping in my tracks, I look at him. “Really, you’re just thinking of your dick in this situation?”

He shrugs and walks off in front of me. I’m not sure how, but the house is mostly cleared of people and the cleaning crew is already fast at work to make sure I’ll never know there was a party here. I loosen my tie and undo my cufflinks shoving them into my pocket. Walking toward the den, I roll up my sleeves and run my hands through my hair, ruffling it a bit.

Walking into the room the conversations stop and everyone focuses on me. “Evening, gentlemen and lady.”

A round of pleasantries go around the room. “Let’s get this show on the road. I’d like to make it to bed and get a few hours in before tomorrow.”

“Very well, sir,” Terrance begins. “As you all know we’ve had an in with Mark for the last few weeks. As much as I don’t like to admit he is helping us, he has given us some valuable information pertaining to Beverly. I’m not sure he has given us all of his cooperation, unfortunately. I still believe there is something he is hiding which—”

“Is why we decided to make sure the guests were clean before they entered tomorrow.” The redhead in the back speaks up.

“I’m sorry, I don’t remember your name.” I shift some papers around on my desk.

“Sorry, sir. It’s Kaitlyn. Terrance hired me to be with Sabrina during more personal moments. I’ve also been the one that’s gotten close to Mark, but he’s very good at covering his tracks.” A light blush appears on her cheeks.

“Ah, yes, I remember now. Go on.”

“We sent everyone who RSVP’d a computerized card to bring with them in order to get access. When scanned at the check-in location it will bring up a picture of the guests to make sure no one had their card stolen and no one will be able to get in without that card.”

Terrance takes over. “Sir, Kaitlyn has been undercover getting close with Mark for a few months now. He keeps telling Kaitlyn that as soon as he’s done with his next job he’ll be free. I really think we need to bring in metal detectors. Mark hasn’t indicated in any way that he will be anywhere near the wedding, but we can’t be sure. He only talks about his job, but we are unsure what that is exactly.”

Concerned about my employee’s well-being I ask, “Kaitlyn, Mark hasn’t hurt you when you interacted with him right?”

She blushes again. I wonder what that reaction is about. “No, sir, he hasn’t. Actually, besides a few outbursts, he seems like a totally different person than his file states. I’m shocked to see his record.”

I nod. “Yes, unfortunately, monsters like Mark and Beverly are usually really good at hiding their past and have a tendency to snap. Terrance, I don’t want metal detectors. I don’t want to treat my guests like that.”

Terrance just shakes his head and types something into his phone. I know we’ve had this conversation before, but I don’t want to look back on my wedding day and remember metal detectors and gobs of security.

“So, the cops will be on standby, around the corner,” Terrance continues. “We’ll have men posted at each entrance, and no one can come in or leave through any door except the main entrance. Once Sabrina arrives, the side door will be locked.”

I lean forward and rest my elbows on the desk. “Am I stupid for going through with this?”

No one answers me, not that I expected them too.

“Is there anything else?” I’m at my wits end.

“Bruce and a few other men are at the church sweeping it now. I will head over as soon as we finish up here,” Terrance answers.

Nodding, I stand up and grab my phone from the desk. “Okay, thank you everyone for working overtime on this. No more mess ups. We’ll get them once and for all. Beverly and Mark will not hurt anyone again.”

I walk out of the den and head toward my room. The house is quiet and dark now. Too quiet. I have too many thoughts and worries going through my head. The clock in the foyer chimes midnight. Smiling, I open my phone and send a text to Bre.

Today you will become Mrs. Black. I can’t wait.

I throw the phone on the bed and strip down to my boxers. Crawling into bed, I think back to my life before Sabrina and how lonely it was. My phone chimes a return text.

Love you. I can’t wait either. Now go to bed.

Smiling I quickly type back.

You aren’t sleeping. Plus, I can’t sleep when you aren’t with me.

I can see she’s typing back, so I wait for her response.

Me either. Beth snores. Will you still marry me with bags under my eyes?

Nothing would stop me from marrying you. Try to get some rest.

You too. XOXO

XOXOX

I set my phone down and send a silent prayer to her parents and all that is holy to watch over us tomorrow. Terrified isn’t even the word to describe how I’m feeling. I know something is going to happen, I just don’t know what or when.

I shove Beth a little to try to quiet her. I forgot what it was like to sleep in the same room with her. She fell asleep watching a movie, and I was just too exhausted to try to move her. I remember why I couldn’t wait for her to move out of our dorm to her apartment. She rolls over, but immediately pops out of bed, scaring the hell out of me.