Chapter 33: I Love You

Meredith's Point-of-View

"Sorry Ma'am. We don't have any flights out to Toronto until tomorrow afternoon.

I moaned and muttered as I realized that there was no way that I could get to the wedding on time. I wasn't sure what time it was, but I knew that it would be early in the day. If I were marrying him by complete choice again, I'd want to get married at dawn so I could spend the rest of the day and the rest of my life as his wife. No, I had let him go, and now I was paying for it.

"Why!" I screamed into the dawn's breaking light.

To top off my bad day, it was pouring down rain. I thought, actually, I didn't think, but I went to his trailer. I knew Brooke wouldn't want to go out there any time soon, so I decided to go drown myself in misery. God hated me and sent me pouring rain, it fell so hard that it almost hurt when it hit me.

"Stupid, idiotic, moron, lame ass loser!" I cried to myself as I paced the meadow behind the trailer.

"You forgot beautiful, smart, intelligent lady too." I heard behind me and froze.

No, not possible. I must be hearing things, there was no way…but to entertain my mental instability I slowly turned. I felt as if someone hit me in the gut, what was he doing. He should be in the middle of his marriage ceremony by now. Not standing here, soaking wet, and in the rain.

"What the hell are you doing?" I called out to him, still in disbelief, "You're supposed to be getting married right now."

"I know." He said as he took a step closer "But I can't."

"Sure you can." I yelled "I signed the papers, you're free to marry whoever you want to!"

"I know." He nodded and took another step. "You signed the papers."

"So, what's the problem then?"

"I didn't." he said.

"You didn't?" I panted. Anger and pain flooded through me; I didn't want to dare feel hope at this moment. "Why the hell not!"

"It took me a while to figure that out." He said, taking yet another step "I know I'm late, I might be a little too late, but the thing is… I love you." Yep, wind knocked right out of me "I've loved you since…forever. I don't want to divorce you; I want to be married to you. Though my head told me otherwise, my heart…always knew."

I took a moment to catch my breath as we stared at each other through the rainstorm "You love me."

"I love you."

Run. Stay. Run. Stay.

I ran…into him that is. His arms caught me and lifted me up as our lips collided, I broke away quickly to whisper my own confession to him "I love you too."

He groaned as I wrapped my legs around his waist and I felt like I was floating, a minute later I knew why. He'd carried us towards the small trailer, the rain stopped falling on us and I heard the door close, we were inside. He set my feet down on the floor but our lips hardly parted. I kicked my wet shoes off and I felt him wiggling out of his own. His fingers peeled my wet shirt off of me and then pulled his own off. I wasn't thinking at this point, well not other than how fucking good it felt to have his skin pressing against mine, how hot it felt.

My wet jeans pooled around my ankles and I kicked out of them, he picked me up and lifted me up onto the small counter, I was glad that I had a small ass. I felt his lips pull into a smile and they tore from mine. I soon felt them nipping and sucking down my neck and collar bone, he pulled the lace cup of my bra down and caught my nipple up with his lips. I gasped and my fingers weaved through his wet raven locks. After giving one breast full attention he moved to the other, I felt myself spouting a fountain south of the border if you know what I mean.

I knew that when we had physical contact I felt fireworks, but now that it was going past kissing it felt like a fucking atomic bomb going off inside of me. His lips finally released my fully erect nipples and he knelt down in front of the counter, I looked at him deep and smoldering as I thought oh my god! He smirked for barely a second before tearing my panties off, and I was grateful that they weren't my favorite pair. Hell, I didn't care if they were, I could buy more. His hands massaged my inner thighs as his tongue took a nosedive into my waterfall. He groaned as he got a good taste of me and I screamed as I braced myself on the counter, he slung my knees over his shoulder and started doing things with his tongue that I didn't even know were possible.

I bit my lip until I tasted blood and cramped every muscle in my body to try to hold off but even that wasn't enough. I finally relaxed and felt my body shake into a flooding orgasm, his tongue kept softly massaging my center folds until all my fluids had been lapped up and my trembling ceased. He slowly rose from the floor with a large grin of satisfaction on his face. I was out of breath and sore from the massive orgasm I'd just experienced, but my god did I want more! I reached around his neck and pulled him into a searing kiss, I could taste myself on him and it turned me on like you wouldn't believe.

I somehow managed to wiggle enough to remove the remainder of his clothing fastened around his waist. He kicked out of them and lifted me again, we stumbled back to the bedroom and he tossed me into the bed. I shivered at the caveman like action and looked up to see a devious smirk, I bit my lip as he crouched over me and positioned himself in between my legs. I reached up and stroked his massive member and heard him groan in response, he took a panting breath to keep himself in control and then moved out of my grasp, lowered his hips, and buried himself inside of me.

"Oh god!" I screamed, or he screamed, or maybe we both did.

We took a long moment to catch our breath and let each other adjust, me to his size, him to my tight wet walls. His lips collided with mine in a slow kiss of passion as he started to slowly stroke himself against my tight muscles. I felt myself building up quickly and anxiously, I tried to tighten my muscles to hold off my own orgasm and felt him whimper in response.

"Relax." He whispered.

"If I do, I'll cum already."

He grinned and pecked my lips "So, cum as often as you want to." He said deeply "We've got all day."

With that, I started to tremble, my fingers dug into his back and I screamed as I felt another explosion wash out of me, he grunted into his own and I felt our hot sexual fluids mix together in a rush of lust and emotion.

There was still a lot to think about, and talk about, and I didn't want to drop the issues at hand but….they could be put off, you know, for a day….or two.