CPOV

As I watch her walk away, my mind wanders again to our future wedding. What color scheme will she want? Hell she can have a fucking rainbow color scheme for all I care! There's one thing I have to do before I propose: I need to talk to her father. I might not believe in practicing all traditional values, but that is one I will practice. If it were my daughter, I would like to talk to the man to give him my blessing. Will we have a boy or a girl first? As I watch her wait for the DJ, I notice out of the corner of my eye a young man taking pictures of the wedding ensemble. I flag him over to me.

"What is your name?"

"I'm José Rodriguez sir, of Rodriguez Shoot," he states proudly.

"Do you have a business card?"

"Certainly sir." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his card while I pull out one of mine and scribble my personal phone number on the back.

"I'll be needing your services soon, but I want to make a deal with you. Get shots of that beautiful woman who is about to sing, and I'll pay you double the amount."

"Thank you sir! I will get them processed and have them sent to you as soon as possible." He scurries off as the DJ gathers everyone's attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now is the time for the happy couple to share their first dance. Singing for us tonight is their personal friend, Anastasia Steele." My eyes are glued to Ana as Gwen and Ros take their places on the dance floor and hold each other close. Ana closes her eyes, takes a breath, and brings her eyes back to me.

"There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again.
I'm awake in the infinite cold, but you sing to me over
And over and over again."

Most of the wedding guests are watching Ros and Gwen and some are watching Ana. Mine are, of course, fixated on her. She simply looks breathtaking in her dress and minimal make-up.

"So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours.
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope."

How could I be so lucky to have met her? What did I do to deserve her love? After all the years of being cold and unfriendly to practically everyone, I managed to have this wonderful, amazing woman come into my life and flip it upside down, making me see all the things I've missed.

"Sing to me the song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again.
When it feels like my dreams are
So far, sing to me of the plans that you had for me over again."

Her eyes are bright as they stare into mine. Her smile grows as we stare at each other. Her confidence is blooming tonight and she's as happy and as relaxed as she was the night of the gala.

"So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours.
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope."

If I had to do my childhood all over again just to know I'd end up loving her and being with her, I'd do it in a heartbeat. I love her. She loves me. We were meant for each other. We found each other and we've grown together as one.

"I give you my destiny, I'm giving you all of me
I want your symphony.
Singing in all that I am at the top of my lungs
I'm giving it back."

I have that moment you see in romantic movies: everything but her becomes a blur. No one else in this room matters except for her. She is the only thing I see, and I'm the only thing she sees.

"So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours.
I pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope.
Mmm...Mmm oooooohh."

Tomorrow's the night: I will propose to her then, after dinner. The crowd erupts in applause as Ana beams at me, and applauses for Gwen and Ros. She comes back to our table and I envelop her in a hug. I plant my lips against hers in a semi-forceful manner. She must have felt the surge of electricity through us because she puts her hand around the back of my neck for bring my lips harder onto hers.

"Ana that was mesmerizing! Everyone loved you."

"Oh thank you. I know, I'm pretty amazing aren't I," she asks as she swishes her hair back over her shoulder in a theatrical movement. All I can do is laugh and bring her back into my chest for a hug. We enjoy the rest of the wedding. Ana actually catches the bouquet and I know this is fate. We dance, enjoy the cake, and wish Ros and Gwen off with warm regards as they run from the event hall to an awaiting car to take them to the airport. They're going to Jamaica and won't be back for three weeks. Taylor graciously drove us to the wedding and as we're heading home, Ana gets a phone call.

"Hi Dad!" Oh shit her dad! "Yes dad we had a lot of fun…yep, we danced and dined and I sang with my wonderful voice." She's smiling fondly as she thinks about her dad. "Well of course he's here, we're never apart for too long…okay hang on a minute." She hands me over the phone, and I don't think I've ever been this nervous in front of a woman.

"Hello sir."

"Hello Christian, it's nice to finally talk to you, although I wish we could have met face-to-face sooner. I know you haven't popped the question yet but how Ana talks about you to me, I'm going to say that's going to happen pretty soon?" Oh man if only you knew!

"Yes sir."

"Will you honor her Christian?"

"Yes sir."

"Will you cherish her Christian?"

"Of course sir."

"Are you going to be able to handle her?"

"Trust me sir, no one handles her." She beams up at me in her seat.

"Do you know about her past Christian? Do you know about her scars?"

"Yes sir but none of that matters to me. All that matters to me sir is her happiness." A few moments pass of silence between him and I.

"Christian?"

"Yes sir?"

"You have my blessing son. Thank you for being her light when she was caught in the dark."

"It's truly an honor sir."

"It was nice talking to you. Please put Ana back on the phone please."

"Certainly sir." I hand the phone back to her and kiss her cheek.

"Okay Dad I'll talk to you tomorrow night…Love you too…Bye." We've parked now. I run around the car, open her door, and pick her up bridal style.

"Ever since I saw you wearing that dress, I've wanted to rip it off of you and worship your body again and again," I breathe heavily into her neck. She tilts her head to the side to give me more access.

"Well, what are we waiting for," she asks as she begins to undo my tie. I race to my room and gently throw her onto the bed, getting her to let out a squeal as she lands gracefully on the bed. I quickly meet her lips as we start to undress each other. I slowly peel the dress away from her as her tongue explores every inch of my mouth. When I throw the dress onto a nearby chair, I let out a gasp and my eyes widen. She's wearing black and red plaid bra and panties with black lace tracing the edges. She rips off my shirt and makes quick work getting my pants off. I lay her back down and kiss her once more before I work my way down her body. My lips are barely touching her skin, blowing warm air against it, and she gets goose bumps. I reach her feet and kiss each one and she releases a giggle. I look up to her in confusion.

"My feet are ticklish."

"You shouldn't have told me that Anastasia." I bring her foot to my mouth and softly graze her instep with my teeth. She takes in a sharp breath of air and arches off the bed. I repeat the process with her right foot and start moving up, leaving little love bites along her leg. Her head is back and she's panting crazily. I reach her panty covered folds and skip right past them, and start the process over again as I go down her left leg. She's moaning as she removes her bra and tosses it onto the floor. I finally let her have her unspoken request and take off her panties. I lick from the bottom of her folds all the way up to her clit. I then start to work her clit with my tongue as her moaning continues to get louder.

"Christian," she moans. I stick three fingers in her and slowly start to pump them in and out. Her back rises off the bed and I see her hands fly to her chest, and she starts rubbing her tits.

"That's right baby, play with your tits while I finger fuck you!"

"God Christian!" She clamps down on my fingers as she cums. While she's coming down from her orgasm, I remove my fingers and lick them clean. I then lick her at the base of her opening and lick her all the way up to her mouth. I smile down at her as she reaches down to remove my boxers around my almost painfully hard dick. "Oh Christian, I love you."

"I love you too Ana." I lean down and capture her lips once more as I ease my way into her. God she's so tight, I can't get enough of her! I start pumping into her nice and slow as I reach for her breast and take the nipple in my mouth. I massage the other with my hand and pinch her nipple with my fingers, making it erect in an instant. She starts moving her hips to meet mine and it feels amazing. We're usually like jack rabbits, we like it hard and fast, but tonight we're making love nice and slow. I switch breasts as she climaxes again around my dick. When she's calmed down enough, we switch positions so she's riding me. The sweat coming off her is creating a glow on her skin. I run my hands up her sides, admiring her curves and strong core. Her breasts are perky and her nipples are hard, staring right back at me. I take one in my mouth as she continues to ride on my cock until she and I cum. We roll over onto our sides catching our breaths.

"God Christian that was the best," she looks up at me with her piercing blue eyes and places her hand on my chest. My hand pushes her brown locks of hair out of her face.

"You're amazing Ana. God I love you."

"I love you too Christian." She leans in and I feel her gentle lips on mine. "Ready for round two?" She smiles deviously up at me.

"You bet!"