Fake Date 36
AN: This is the end of Fake Date (Unless I want to add random chapters later). I am marking it down as complete so I can write others and not having to have this one linger so much on my mind. I appreciate all of the reviews and support and I hope you guys enjoy this last chapter.
Bo's POV
Lauren is my wife. We have finally tied the knot! Some will judge or assume one of those typical lesbian reference when they see us, but I honestly don't care. Only those that got to witness our love story will see the indefinite pull. Lauren Lewis came crashing into my life and gave me courage to love freely. She put a stop to wild and reckless Bo, giving me all I needed and more. Our battles were more emotional, but we still fought and stuck by each other. She turned me into a love sick fool.
She is my wife, just as I am hers. I have been waiting for this day since she surprised me with a ring. Sometimes, I can still feel the pressure to not screw what we have up, my past still lingers on bad days, but having Lauren there and appreciating me for such little things has all of my worries slipping away. She is amazing. It's something I don't think I will ever get over.
They say, the happiest day of your life is your wedding day. Seeing Lauren waiting at the altar, her nerves obvious to anyone who looks her way, had me convinced they were all true. In that moment, I knew my mother's words were true. "Marriage is only the beginning. Trust me." And I do, especially, seeing how happy both her and my father looked at the ceremony. It seems that my mother finally figured out that Lauren was never a phase for me. She was it for me.
"Did you do all of this?" Lauren's voice is rough as she drops me on the bed. The red rose petals scatter around and land unceremoniously on my fair and face. Kenzi and Hale each dropped off an overnight for us before the ceremony along with some more champagne and a few snacks. I don't even get a chance to answer as she twists and yanks on my dress, a frustrated noise escaping her lips. "Why isn't this easier?!" She growls, sending a jolt between my legs. As if, I'm not already wet from that suit she's wearing, she has to growl too?
"Fuck it." She whispers more to herself and her hand disappears under my fluffy dress. Her fingers just brush my panty covered center and my eyes roll to the back of my head, releasing a throaty moan. "Jesus, Bo you're soaked." Her hand cups me more fully, and I grip the bedding underneath me.
Lauren is enjoying the feel of wet silk in her hands, taking her time now that we are finally behind closed doors. That stupid bet with Kenzi has us both frustrated for each other's more intimate touches. Sometimes, you just need your partner to fuck you until you pass out with a smile on your face. Hopefully, Kenzi is just as upset by losing the bet than we were celibate. A bet, I will never be making again. My need for my wife is too much. "I need you, Lo."
Her chest is flushed, her white lingerie hanging from her torn shirt, as she pulls her hand from my center. Slowly licking her fingers clean, she leans down to muffle my groan. Tasting myself on her lips and tongue is almost too much. She knows this, she seems to always know how to push my limits. "Let me take care of you, baby." She whispers against my swollen lips. Lauren's hands trail up my thighs again, and slowly peel the baby blue thong from my body, discarding them in her pant pocket.
Something in the air changes, we both feel it when our eyes find one another. Time isn't a factor anymore. There's no need to rush and Lauren takes full advantage of that. She takes my hand and pulls me until I'm standing again. My heels are long gone so Lauren is just a bit taller than me. She uses that to her advantage, spinning me around, peppering soft teasing kisses to my bare shoulder and neck. I can feel every breath she takes as we sway to the unsound music in our heads. She fits perfect with me. Holding her hands and guiding them across my chest, around my stomach, she lets me map out my body for her. The subtle flexing of her hips shows she's enjoying it too.
When her hands full out of my grasps though, I frown. Only until her hand goes to the top of the back of my dress and yanks. My breath catches hearing the material split in two and the cold air hitting my bare skin. "Much better." She mumbles, kissing down my spine, leaving small nips and dragging her short nails along my sides.
She doesn't waste another minute, yanking my dress down. The heavy weighted material falls to our feet, leaving me in just my thigh garters. Shivering, when her warm body holds me again, her hands cupping my heavy breasts from behind. "My God, you are beautiful." Her fingers tug lightly on my stiff peaks making me cry out.
Her soft chuckle has me glaring at her over my shoulder. "Lauren…" I warn, even though she continues with her exploration of my naked body. "Enough teasing, please."
She releases me and I turn quickly to face her. My eyes feast at the white lace that comes into view. I didn't even realize she stripped herself down to her underwear. My hands trace what my eyes are taking in. "So damn sexy, Lo." I am all too happy to see the effect I have on her. This electricity we have between us is almost too intense at times. Sometimes, breathing is such a challenge whenever we get like this, but to be together like we are, it's worth it.
Being distracted by her, she catches me off guard and practically tackles to back onto the bed. Laughing, she blows raspberries on my neck making me squeal and wrestle to get away from them. Of course, her strong arms pin me to the mattress and she leans over me. "There's that smile." She says brushing her nose against mine with a small sigh. "You looked way too serious for a second there, wifey."
The pet name has me rolling my eyes, but I have to fight not to laugh. "I'm a little nervous, I guess. There's always so much pressure on wedding nights. Us, being no different."
Lauren still has me pinned, now only using one hand to hold me down. "You're not a virgin, right?" She jokes.
Snorting, I try to free my hands, but no avail. "I'm sure we can roleplay that some time." She raises an eyebrow and I shake my head with a laugh. She knows damn well how many new things I have done, especially since they were all with her. Roleplaying being no different.
That look of concentration is back on her face. I doubt she even realizes that she does it. Crinkled brows, a small frown. If her eyes weren't full of lust, I'd think she was doing paperwork at work. I know she's not lost. She's still with me, but having a hard time knowing where to start. For such a genius, sometimes she overthinks the simplest of things. Those things being me.
"Kiss me." I whisper, but my voice is still demanding. She does, without a thought. Closing the space between us, she lets go of my wrists and slips her body in between my thighs. She smirks and I gasp, feeling the lace rub against me wet heat. She does it again and again, knowing how much I'm enjoying it.
The kiss deepens, her lips pushing harder against mine, as her tongue consumes my whole mouth. I'm breathless when she pulls back. I only have a moment to catch it before her fingers find my opening and push in. Lauren rests her forehead on mine as she gently thrusts slowly, but hard, her heel slapping against my clit every time. Fuck, fuck, Bo." She thrusts again making me cry out. "How are you still so tight? After everything we have been through…"
Her breath is harsh on my face, and I love feeling her get off on giving me pleasure. "Faster, baby. I'm already so close!" I beg opening my legs wider. She doesn't disappoint with the speed and also surprises me maneuvering so my leg in now on her shoulder. She smiles down at me and presses a sweet kiss to my lips, before pulling back with a wicked grin.
Her next thrust introduces a third finger as she pounds into me. The noises she's pulling from me are so foreign, that special spot her hits from this angle is hurdling me towards the edge. "I-I'm close." I pant, but she must know already as her head bend down and her lips suck on my nipple harshly.
I scream, coming hard, clutching Lauren's shoulder with one hand, while the other one grips her braid, as she finishes me off. My stamina is normally pretty good. Lauren and I have been building it up over the years, but right now I'm spent. My heart is pounding while my whole body is jelly.
Moaning, my wife put my leg back on the mattress, I try to catch my breath. It's hard though, as Lauren continues to kiss my chest, licking and sucking, while her teeth make small appearances. "Mmm, that was wonderful, Isabeau." She hums as she keeps traveling lower and dipping her tongue in my belly button. "So perfect."
"it's been too long, babe." I pant, my eyes still closed as I reach blindly for her hair. "Just, give me a second and I'll be ready to return the favor, my love." I don't know if it was the champagne or just a long day, but I am exhausted. And whatever Lauren is doing with her mouth is making me purr with such delight. My eyes only snap open, when I feel her thumbs part my cum soaked lips and blow cool are on me. "Holy Fuck!"
"That's right." She takes a hard lick from bottom to top. "I'm not near finished with you." Her tongue slips into my center and it wiggles a little. I'm thrashing back and forth, desperately trying to close my legs, but her elbows force them to stay open for her.
Eating me out has always been a favorite for her. It never mattered where we were, or what time of the day it is. Lauren is always trying to give me head. Being more bisexual than anything, oral sex was never really pleasurable for me. It was more get in, get out, and call it a night for me. For being an owner of a chain of sex shops, you would think I would be more in touch with what I like, outside of it being battery operated. But meeting and exploring with Lauren, she has tapped into a whole new world for pleasure. Her mouth on my very wet cunt, being number one.
"I could eat you all night." She mumbles, licking her wet lips. I really hope she doesn't plan to do that. She has before, literally using my pussy as a pillow after hours of her drinking my cum. Then to wake up with her still going at it, was damn near too much.
She reaches up, lightly stroking my quivering stomach, before find the hand that's on my breast. We share a smile, when our fingers lace together, before she lowers her mouth on my clit. She must sense my impatience. "Oh yes, yesss Lauren. Just like th-that." I moan and reach down with my free hand gripping her hair tightly. She wouldn't dare stop, but I am not taking the chance.
I'm too far gone to care, as I thrust my hips erratically fucking her face until I peak a second time. And then a third, when she shamelessly moans against me and slips two fingers back in side, pressing against my g-spot. I see stars and collapse boneless against the mattress. "I'm dead." I pant and Lauren settles down next to me.
"God, I missed you, baby." I hum when Lauren kisses my cheek and moves my sweaty hair out of my face. "Making love to you on our wedding night has got to be number one in our top ten sex-capades." Her sigh has me mustering up the energy to roll on my side to face her.
My poor baby is probably hurting so bad. She is still in her underwear and her braid is all messed up from my intense hold. Cupping her cheek, I lean forward and press our lips together. It's soft, but sweet, letting our lips move together so languidly. "Does this outfit come off or..?" I tease, snapping the band to her panties.
She doesn't answer with words, instead helping me to settle us on our knees. She must know how wobbly my legs are, grabbing a few pillows for me to keep steady. Confused when Lauren unsnaps her top, freeing her tantalizing breasts, she then leans down on all fours facing away from me.
All questions get answered when I see the heart cut out, displaying her glorious ass. "I hope you like it?"
"Like it?" my voice low, almost dark. "I love it." I waste no time palming her ass, squeezing and spreading it apart to see all of her. She knows exactly what her ass dos to me. It's literally a piece of meat that I want to sink my teeth into. Her letting me fuck her in her tightest hole had been such a thrill that we both seem to enjoy. For her to pick out such a revealing piece of clothing, she must want it all.
Spanking her ass, she moans, biting her lips trying to muffle it. "Don't." I warn, reaching forward and grabbing her braid, jerking her head back. "I want to hear you." I smack her ass again and she doesn't disappoint. She loves it when I'm rough with her. Now I know why she was so sweet and loving at first. She wanted our first time to be sentimental, to have a memory worth 'aww'ing over it. She did that first, but only because she wants this now.
"You sneaky little devil." I tsk and lean forward so I can but her earlobe. "You think you are so clever, huh?"
Her groans are breathy while I continue to bite and suck on her shoulder. "I know my wife."
Damn her and her smoothness. My second wind is coming hard now. Lauren should be in for a treat. "Lucky you." I thrust my hips against her ass, propelling her face forward until she hits the mattress. She obediently keeps her ass high in the air making me smile.
Not needing the pillows at my side anymore, I grab and place one in front of her. "Thank you, love." She beams and cradles it in her arms to rest her head more comfortably.
"No problem, sweetheart." My hands explore her back, her strong shoulders flexing at my gentle touches. Moving past her sides, I get a handful of her breasts and moan at how hard her nipples are against my palm. I don't linger too long, instead running my hands on her carved abs. "Mmm my beautiful, sexy, wife." Settling on her lips, I'm back in my original position against her ass.
Even though there's a thin layer between us, I wonder if she can feel the small patch of hair I grew for her. My thumbs trace the heart, her skin getting goosebumps in its wake as my grinding gets more prominent. "A wife begging to get fucked."
I love hearing her whimper. It's so out of character for her. Her writhing, needy, it truly is a sight for only me. Tracing a hard line down the top of her ass crack to her clit, my hand cups the wet material. "That's my good girl. So wet for me." I coo rubbing her harder. Her legs shift further apart and I stop rubbing and smack her wet lips. She squeaks and closes her legs slightly, making my grin grow.
"I wish I brought the toy box." I muse, using Lauren's ass for my own selfish needs, even as she meets me thrust for thrust. "I would have packed your favorite blue friend." Her movements still suddenly. "Is there something you wanna tell me Mrs. Dennis?"
"My satchel…" She croaks out. She tries to lift her hear head from the pillow, but a firm hand on her back keeps her there. "Black satchel hanging on the bathroom door."
I couldn't get off the bed quick enough, reaching back for her as a last minute though, tearing her panties clean off before rushing off. Sure, enough I found the little bag hanging on the inside of the bathroom door. Leather straps secured, I put the vibrating dildo on. Taking off my garters still hanging from my thighs, I take a quick look in the mirror. Freshly fucked, is a clear description. With the remote in hand, and grabbing a hair tie last minute, I walk back into the room finding Lauren still bent perfectly.
"Can you tell me way you like this one so much, Lo?" I ask still standing and enjoying the view. She's getting messier by the minute and a part of me feel terrible for not just fucking her. But the only part of me knows, that this is exactly what she wants.
Looking down at the toy, it's really nothing fancy. It's shorter than most of our toys, but the thickness is definitely more noticeable. Enough that I struggle to close my fist around it.
"It makes me feel good." She mumbles into the pillow. She almost sounds sleepy. I know I need to speed things up a bit.
Getting back on the bed, I place the blue cock forward, rubbing the length through her parted lips, nudging her clit with each stroke. "Does this feel good, too?" I push the button, starting the vibrations. She jerks up with a howl and I toss the remote, reaching for her blonde braid instead. I keep a tight hold on her, making her sit up on her knees, her back pressed tightly into my front.
Reaching between us, I grab the strap on and line it up, pushing it up into my wife. We move together, my arms now reaching around, holding her stomach as her hands reach back to wrap around my neck. She's beautiful like this slick with need, her sweating body moving sensually with me. She I so carefree, mumbling sweet nothings, asking for more, telling me how close he is. Even with the burn in my thighs and the way the vibrations hit my overly sensitive clit, I would stay like this forever, just to watch Lauren.
Watching her come undone, isn't like anything I've seen. Sure, we fuck, make love, go at it like rabbits… but each and every time is like a gift. She chose me, stuck by me, and fought for me. She is the love of my life and I got to marry her. There is just something so amazing being like this with your one and only.
"Wow! That," Lauren laughs and tries to catch her breath, "that was incredible, my love." I find the remote and turn it off before gently remove it from her. I'm rewarded with a gush of arousal, which I scoop up with a finger, sucking the digit clean.
She falls forward after that, making me laugh. I follow suit, kicking off the harness as we move like sloths to get under the covers. She pulls me to her and I rest my head on her beating heart. "I love you… so much Lauren."
She runs her hand through my hair, ripping out the hair tie in the process. "I love you too, Bo." Her hazel eyes find mine. "We're married." She grins lazily.
Kissing her swollen lips, I rest my head back on her chest. "We are." Lauren's arms hold me just a little tighter as she kisses the top of my head.
Closing my eyes, snuggling deeper into my wife, I can say the clichés are true. This is the happiest day of my life.
AN: Well, there you have it. Hope you enjoyed the ride for these ones. Like I said, I might add if inspiration strikes but I want to explore all options. Thank you for reading and I hope you liked this last chapter of Fake Date! A one shot turned into 36 chapters…. Definitely worth it.
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