A/N:
I know it's been a while, but I've been goin' through some of life's unexpected challenges. Finally things have settled somewhat to normal. Thanks for the patience you have shown.
Okay, y'all, here is the first afternoon and night of Em and Mara's married life. I hope it meets your expectations.
Chapter 17: The Reception and Wedding Night
Upon entering the lobby of the Beverly Hills Hotel, we stood in awe of what Sheri and Alice had done in the lobby. There was a red carpet leading to the door of the ballroom. On either side of it were chrome poles with red velvet rope running through the rings at the inside of each one. Each pole was topped with a beautiful bouquets of red and white roses tied with green satin ribbons. A green garland with red and white rosebuds was dramatically hung over the double doors and matching wreathes hung on each one.
As the doors opened and we stepped inside, I was stunned. The whole ballroom was decorated with hundreds of sparkling fairy lights, beautiful bouquets of red and white roses, and theme colored balloons tied to the backs of red linen covered chairs. There was an arbor over the wedding party's table decorated with the same garland over the entry doors.
Each guest table had a centerpiece of red and white roses in a vase covered in shimmering gold flecks. Four candles …two red and two white tapers…were sitting in gold candelabra, tied with green ribbons. Place settings of the finest white china dinner, salad, and bread and butter plates, with a gold rim around the edge, sat at each of the eight places at the round red linen tablecloth covered tables. White linen napkins in gold napkin rings lay across each set of plates. Chrystal goblets and fine gold silverware completed each setting.
Sitting off to the side in a lighted corner on a small dais, were two beautifully decorated tables with white linen and the same green garland that was on the head table. On one sat our beautiful wedding cake, a replica of Kate Middleton's eight layers, white and ivory cake. Beside it sat a three layer chocolate groom's cake. Napkins, crystal cake plates and gold forks. The adjoining table held a huge silver punch bowl with matching ladle and silver cups. There were bowls of nuts and fondant mints
The head table was decorated the same as the guest tables, except for the bride and groom's chairs, both were decorated romantically across the back with red, white, gold and green bows. A green runner traversed the middle of the long white linen tablecloth, covered with greenery and white and red roses and gold ornaments. In front of the table was a dance floor surrounded with the other tables.
We slowly made our way up to the front…amidst thunderous applause… and settled into our seats; followed by the rest of the wedding party. I looked out over the room and gasp. Every table was full with people…most of whom I did not know. However, I knew they were in the 'industry' and known by the Cullen family. Felix and Demitri, along with their wives, sat at a table in front of the dance floor, grinning and giving us thumbs up. Darren Gray and Jenny Dolan, with their spouses, were at the same table. I waved at them and grinned happily.
As soon as everyone received their champagne, Edward stood and welcomed our guests.
"If you would lift your glasses, I would like to start this celebration with a toast to the bride and groom," he started. "Mara and Emmett may your life's journey together be just what you want it to be. Em, it has been a long time coming, bro, but no one could be more perfect for you than this amazing new sister-in-law of mine. Watching the two of you together is an absolute joy. The love you share is evident in everything you do. Mara, I thank you for taking this brother of mine and filling him with happiness. You have brought him back into the light after a very dark time. Take care of one another…and have lots of babies so Mom will leave the rest of us alone!"
After the laughter subsided, he continued, "To Mara and Emmett." The people responded in kind, and then it was quiet for a few seconds as everyone sipped their champagne.
"Okay," Emmett shouted into the quiet, "I'm starving, so LET'S EAT!" The celebration had begun.
I was amazed at how quickly the servers scurried around placing the appetizers on each table. It seemed as if the was one server per table. I wondered how they knew what each guest had chosen. Alice explained, later, that in the reception invitations she included a menu and asked each to return their choices in the RSVP. Then she and Sheri had made a seating chart, and set place card at each plate with the guest's name and their menu selections. The servers checked their assigned tables before the guests started to arrive and wrote everything down. My two wedding planners were the best!
The meal went quickly. The first course of the appetizers was served to us; Em had chosen the Lobster Ravioli in a Brandy Cream Sauce, and I the Fresh Melon and Imported Prosciutto. Next, the salad course was presented; Em and I both chose the Classic Caesar Salad with homemade Caesar dressing and garlic croutons. The entrées came next; Em had requested the Chateaubriand and I the Broiled Snapper with Lemon Garlic Butter Sauce. We both had iced tea to drink with our meal; saving the champagne for later. The whole meal was perfectly prepared and delicious.
The announcement was made by Alice that it was time to cut the cake. Em and I stood and made our way to the display table. There, we both held the knife and cut a small slice of the cake and placed it on a small crystal plate. Breaking off a small piece, we turned to each other. I saw the devilish twinkle in his eyes.
"Don't you even think about it Mr. McCarty, I whispered teasingly. "Or you'll spend your wedding night on the sofa."
"Ah, sweetness, now you've hurt my feelings," he pouted at me playfully. "I would never do that to you."
"Right," I muttered as I placed a piece of the confection to his lips.
He opened his mouth and sucked the cake in, along with my fingers. He reached up and took my wrist as he slowly pulled my fingers from his mouth, swirling his tongue and licking my fingers as he did so. The look in his eyes almost brought me to my knees. Oh, what he could do to me with that one look. With an evil smirk, he raised his piece of cake to my lips. I glared at him as I opened my mouth to accept his offering. As he slid it between my lips, I quickly clamped down lightly on his fingers with my teeth and sucked them deep into my mouth, returning the same sexy action as he had done. I thought I heard a soft groan as he slowly slipped his fingers free. I picked up a napkin and gently wiped his lips, and he returned the favor, and then kissed me sweetly.
Grinning, we picked up the champagne flutes, again turning toward each other. Linking arms, Em spoke.
"Here's to the love of my life, my beautiful sweetness, Mara…my bride. I will love you forever." He said his face aglow.
"And I will love you, too, my darling, Em, forever." I replied, tears of joy filling my eyes.
Together we raised our glasses and sipped the wonderful Cristal champagne. Setting the glasses down, he took me in his arms and captured my lips in a heated kiss. The crowd erupted into applause, laughter, and whistles. Turning, we blushingly returned to our seats, as the servers passed out the cake with nuts, mints and a bundle of colorful Jordan almonds and refilled our guests' glasses.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please?" James said into the microphone, standing to his feet. "For the last seven years, it has been my privilege to call Mara "sister". She is my wife's best friend, and from the day I married Sheri, we have become a family. We have seen her through her ups and downs, and this is definitely the most 'up' she has ever been. She is so 'up' she's even having a bit of trouble getting into the feelings of her Torch songs. We've watched as the sadness disappeared from her eyes and replaced with joy. This is because of Emmett's love for her and, believe me, she returns that love for him with her whole being. Now, Emmett and I had a rough start; I didn't trust him with Mara. However, it didn't take me long to realize that he was a great guy, and has since become a real friend. Just remember, friend, what Sheri and I said to you that night, and know that it could happen if the need should arise."
The crowd burst into laughter.
"It will never be necessary, James," Em hollered over the noise, holding his hands up palm forward. "That, bro, I can promise you!" More laughter ensued.
"Good!" James grinned. "Now, with that being said, Sheri and I want to wish you, Mara and Emmett, a life as happy and fulfilling as ours. It is perfect," he added, lifting Sheri's hand to his lips for a gentle kiss. She blushed as she stared adoringly at her loving husband. "To Mara and Emmett," he called out and lifted his flute to sip his champagne. The guests echoed the sentiment and sipped from their own glasses. As he sat down, James handed the microphone to Carlisle as he stood.
"I won't take up a lot of your time because, like you, I want to get on the dance floor," he said with a chuckle. "Esme and I want to welcome Mara into our family. We love you, sweetheart, and thank you for what you've done for our Emmett. You all know how much family means to the Cullens and we want to invite James and Sheri to be part of our family. You are Mara's family, she loves you, and we love you, too. So Mara and Em we wish you all the love and happiness. In addition, I echo Edward's words…please have lots of babies to satisfy Esme!"
"Now," Sheri announced, "Emmett and Mara will take to the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife." Grinning, Em and I made our way to the dance floor. As we stood there waiting for the music to start, the lights dimmed around the room and spotlighted Em and me. "We have a special treat for the newlyweds," Alice added excitedly. "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Adele!"
Em and I gasped. "Did you do this?" I asked him, joining in the welcoming applause.
"No, I only mentioned the song…among others… to Alice," he replied.
"Me, too, only to Sheri," I added. "We have wonderful sisters, don't we?" he nodded in agreement.
As the applause died down, the intro music started, and we began to dance. Staring lovingly into each other's eyes, we felt every word of the song. It was perfect for us.
To Make You Feel my Love as sung by Adele
When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one there to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you haven't made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
I've known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you belong
I'd go hungry; I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love
The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing like me yet
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
To make you feel my love
To make you feel my love.
As the song ended, Esme and Carlisle joined us on the dance floor. There was another surprise as Sheri introduced Josh Groban. I stepped into Carlisle's open arms as Em took his mother in his. The music started and I sighed happily. It was the perfect song for a dance with his parents, and later James and Sheri.
You Raise Me Up as sung by Josh Groban
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary,
When troubles come and my heart burdened be,
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains,
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas,
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders,
You raise me up… To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains,
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas,
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders,
You raise me up… To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains,
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas,
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders,
You raise me up… To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains,
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas,
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders,
You raise me up… To more than I can be.
Halfway through the song, Sheri and James traded places with Carlisle and Esme. Then the rest of the wedding party filtered onto the dance floor. I danced with Edward, Jasper, and Jake, while Em danced with Bella, Alice and Rosalie. There were a few speculative stares at that pairing, but we didn't care. We knew where things stood, and that was all that mattered.
I was again in Em's arms as we danced around and around as more and more guests joined the dancers. When the dance floor became more crowded, Em and I returned to our seats and enjoyed watching our family and friends enjoy themselves. A short while later, Em took and squeezed my hand.
"How much longer are we expected to stay, sweetness?" he asked, looking at me longingly and cupping my cheek. "I'd really like to get you alone and ravage you."
"Hmm, that sounds like something I'd like," I responded seductively, running a finger down his right dimple. "Let me talk to Sheri." I looked around and caught her eye, beckoning her forward. She came to us and after a short talk; I turned back to Em. "The only things we have left to do are the throwing of my wedding bouquet and garter, and then run the gauntlet of bubbles.
"Bubbles?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow. I chuckled.
"They are being used instead of birdseed since we aren't leaving the hotel tonight. It's safer for the interior."
By the time I was finished explaining the reasoning to Em, Sheri was clearing the dance floor and calling all the single ladies to the front. Laughing and giggling grew as the group of girls lined the back of the dance floor. I was surprised at the amount of singles there were. With a grin, I turned my back and tossed the flowers over my shoulder as hard as I could. I was taken aback for a moment when I turned back around and saw who had caught my bouquet…Jane. There were a few gasps, but she smiled shyly up at me. I looked at Em and he joined me as we smiled and gave her a thumbs up. She turned and stood next to a handsome young man who placed his arm around her shoulders and hugged her. It seemed that Jane's life had turned around and she was happy.
"Okay, gents," Alice called. "It's time for Em to divest Mara of her garter and toss it to one of you. Come on, don't be shy!" she added with a laugh. Soon there were about twenty young men standing where the ladies had previously stood.
Em brought a chair for me to sit on, and got down on one knee. Slowly…to whistles and catcalls…began to draw the hem of my dress up my leg.
"Damn, sweetness, did you have to wear it so far up your thigh?" he whispered as I laughed.
"That was to give you more incentive to hurry and get it off," I mumbled back.
When he grasped the garter with his hand, he purposely ran his fingers higher up my leg…under the cover of my skirt, of course. I couldn't help the soft moan that escaped my lips, and he gripped my thigh tighter as he groaned quietly, looking up into my hungry eyes."
"Come on, bro, you can wait 'til you get to your room for that," Jasper hollered. "Throw the thing already!" Laughter filled the room as Em gently slid the garter down my leg and over my shoe. Standing up, he stretched the elastic like a rubber band and shot it into the air. A few hands reached for it, but only one caught it…Jane's young man.
Taking my hand, Em led me over to the smiling couple. "We're happy for you, Jane and…"
"Martin," the man replied.
"Martin," Em finished and held his hand out. They shook hands and I turned to Jane, engulfing her in a gentle hug
"Have a good life, sweetie,' I whispered. "You've been through a lot and now you deserve to be happy."
"Thank you, Mara," she whispered back, tears filling her eyes.
Em gathered her up in a bear hug as I shook Martin's hand. "Take care of her, Martin," I said kissing his cheek. "She needs happiness in her life."
"Yes, ma'am," he replied, "I surely will."
In the meantime, Sheri had started herding the guests out into the hotel lobby, with servers handing out small bottles of bubble solution. Added to that, there were four theatrical bubble machines set strategically around the lobby.
There were two lines of well-wishers from the ballroom doors to the bank of elevators waiting for our run through them.
"Are you ready, sweetness?" Emmett asked a few minutes later, grinning and taking my hand tightly.
"As I'll ever be," I replied, grinning back.
Two servers reopened the double doors for us and we took off at a jog. The bubbles bursting on my face and neck had me giggling as I tried to keep up with Em. The whistles, catcalls, laughter, and well wishes were happy music to our ears. The family was waiting for us at the elevators. They each hugged and kissed us while we headed toward the car.
"Does everyone…" I started turning to Sheri.
"Don't worry about anything, it's all taken care of," Sheri said, hugging me again. "Just go and enjoy the next two weeks with that hunky man of yours." I grinned as Em practically pulled me into the elevator and jabbed repeatedly at the button for our floor and the bridal suite.
Once inside, he fused his lips to mine, wrapping me tightly in his arms. Soon we were lost in each other until interrupted by the bell announcing our floor. As the door opened, Em led me quickly to our door. He opened it with the key card, and as I started to walk in ahead of him, he spun me around.
"Where do you think you're going, Mrs. McCarty?" he whispered, picking me up. "We have to observed tradition, babe." I giggled as he carried me across the threshold.
Just inside, Em reached for the 'do not disturb' sign. I leaned down and took it from him, placing it on the outside doorknob. He kicked the door shut, and I reached down to lock it.
Suddenly, I squealed as he twirled me around until he reached the couch and fell back on it, taking me with him. I landed on his lap, and his arms came around me.
"You're mine, Mara. My wife," he said quietly, gazing into my eyes. "You have made me the happiest man that ever lived, and I love you with everything in me, babe."
"Oh, Em," I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I never thought I could feel this way, whole again, but you have brought me back to life. I love you with all my heart, body, mind, and soul." Then he was kissing me hungrily, and I returned the passion.
Slowly Em stood up, with me in his arms, and carried me into the bedroom, closing the door behind us. Setting me on my feet in front of the bed, he turned me around placing my back to him, and began to unfasten the tiny buttons on my dress. His large hands fumbled a bit and I heard him swear under his breath, something about 'so damned may buttons'. I chuckled.
"Just be glad my dress is low backed," I said quietly. "There would have been twice as many buttons for you to unfasten."
"There, finally," he muttered with a sigh. Then I felt his hands on my shoulders and his lips on the curve of my shoulder. He traced his fingers under the straps of my dress and slowly slid them down my arms, letting it slither down my body to pool around my feet. As I stepped out of it, he picked it up and, turning, laid it carefully over the back of the chair in the corner. I had turned to face him, and he gasped as he stopped still, his eyes skimming my body.
I stood there in my white stretch lace, form-fitting bra slip, bikini panties, thigh high lace-topped stockings, and peep-toed stilettos. I let my hungry gaze take him in, and stepped toward him. He reached for me, but I stopped him with a shake of my head. Instead, I reached for his white tuxedo jacket, slipped it off his shoulders, and laid it on top of my dress, followed by his tie and vest. With each article of clothing I removed, I watched as his eyes darkened to a deep midnight blue and his nostrils flare with each shallow breath he took. Then I reached for the buttons of his shirt, reaching up to kiss each inch of his perfectly sculpted chest that I slowly revealed. When I reached the last button, I pulled the silk shirttails free from his pants, and peeled if off his magnificent shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Running my hands caressingly down his chest and over his pants covered legs, I knelt, bent forward, and slipped off his white shoes and silk socks; as he lifted each foot in turn. Sitting back on my heels, I raised my hands to his waist and, looking up into his smoldering gaze, unhooked and unzipped his pants. He let out a low growl when I let the back of my hand graze lightly across his erection as I peeled his trousers down his legs. There he stood in his boxer-brief covered magnificence. I caught my breath…I never ceased to be amazed at his masculine beauty. To me he was superior to even a Greek god.
Picking up his shirt and pants, I folded them neatly across the chair. Suddenly I felt his massive arms surround me, pulling me back against his chest.
"I think you have way too many clothes on, Mrs. McCarty," Em murmured in my ear, nipping at the lobe. "I think we have to do something about that, don't you?"
"Mmhmm," I replied breathily, "the sooner the better, Mr. McCarty."
I leaned back onto his chest with my head back onto his shoulder, and moaned as his hands came up to cup my breasts through the bra of my slip, and traced his thumbs across my already hardened nipples. My panties were immediately flooded. Turning to face him, I wrapped my arms around his neck and captured his lips in a drugging kiss, which he enthusiastically reciprocated. We stood locked around each other for a few moments, taking pleasure from the erotic dance of our tongues and feel of our bodies pressing against each other. With our lips still locked, he cupped my ass and lifted me up so that I could wrap my legs around his waist and I whimpered at the feel of his enormous erection pressed against my sex. As he walked us toward the bed, I rubbed against him seeking the friction I needed. He gently set me down on the bed, laying pillows under my neck and upper back, and then knelt before me…between my knees.
"I'm gonna take your shoes off, babe, but I think I'll leave the stockings on," he murmured raggedly as he slid his hands up the inside of my thighs. "They're so silky." He leaned down to kiss the inside of my right knee and continued down my calf, with kisses and soft nips, to my ankle. There he slid off my shoe and kissed the arch of my foot. Then he repeated the erotic play on my left leg and foot.
Next, he slid his hands up my silk covered legs, under my lacy slip, and pulled me up to sit in his arms. I felt him begin to raise my slip up, and lifted my bottom so he could pull it up and over my head, and toss it over his shoulder to the floor.
"My God, Mara," he marveled, allowing my breasts to fall into his seeking hands. "You seem to be more perfect each time I see you like this. No one has a body like yours, sweetness…no one. You are more beautiful than any A-list actress, anywhere. And now you are mine!" He massaged my breasts gently, and lowered his head to my left breast to take the hard and distended nipple into his mouth. I moaned loudly, arching my back, burying my hands in his hair, and pressing him more firmly to me. All his licking, sucking and biting sent waves of heat straight to my core. My panties were soaked as my body readied itself for the pleasure it knew was coming. Then he ran his tongue across to my right breast and worshiped it the same manner, causing me more anticipation.
"Oh God, Em," I moaned as he started a downward path with his talented tongue, stopping to dip the tip into my navel, and lapping at it. "Please, baby, don't stop," I begged, squirming restlessly against his hard body, pressing his shoulders downward. "Please!"
I felt Emmett smile against my skin as he worked his way down to where I so desperately wanted him. He paused at the top elastic of my panties, placing small kisses and licks from one hipbone to the other. Then he slipped his fingers inside the waistband. When I realized he was trying to slide the bit of white lace down my legs, I raised my hips to aid him. Reaching my ankles, he stood up next to the bed and pulled the cloth over my feet, dropping it on the floor, and then quickly rid himself of his boxer-briefs. My breath hitched at the sight of his ready cock, and I felt a ferocious wave of desire sweep over my body and settle more moisture at the apex of my thighs.
With a half lidded, seductive gaze, he knelt on the bed at my feet, licking his lips. Slowly leaning forward, he skimmed his hand from my feet to my knees, and parted them, lifting my legs over his shoulders as he settled between my thighs. Turning his head, he kissed inside my upper right thigh, and then I felt the sting of him marking me. I hissed and moaned as he repeated his mark on my left thigh.
"You're mine babe, forever," he declared quietly, looking up at me…his sincerity and pride shining in his eyes. "And now you have my mark to prove it. I love you, Mara. Remember that always."
"Forever and always, Em," I responded, moaning as he suddenly buried his face between my legs.
He kissed my nether lips as if they were my mouth, nibbling and sliding his tongue in. My back arched as an intense orgasm shot through my body, surprising me. I had never reached the heights that quickly. Emmett looked up at me with a surprised grin on his face, and then resumed pleasuring me. I gasped as he lapped up all of my essence and flat tongued me up to my sensitive clit. I screamed when he took it between his teeth and swirled his tongue around the top.
"Ah…ahh…ahhh…Emmmettt!" I cried as again I spiraled through the heavens, panting deeply.
He lapped up my copious amounts of nectar before crawling up my body to capture my lips in a drugging kiss. The erotic taste of my essence on his lips brought aftershocks to my body. Em took me in his arms as I trembled.
"Are you all right, sweetness?" he asked, nuzzling my neck as I slowly relaxed.
"Oh, hell yeah!" I responded, wrapping my arms around his neck, pressing tightly against him, and capturing his lips in another heated kiss. "I love you, I love you, I love you." Then I became aware of his hardness pressing into my hip. "Let me take care of you, baby." I added, sliding my hand down between us.
"Not this time, babe, he replied, gently pulling my hand back. "I am so ready, I wouldn't last long, and I want to be inside you when I climax."
Cupping my cheek, he kissed me deeply and trailed over my jaw and down to my throat to worship my breasts again. Sliding down my body, he positioned himself between my legs. I spread them wide to accommodate him, and raised my legs to encompass his hips as he placed is cock at my opening. We gazed at each other lovingly as he slowly slipped into me. I gasped. As many times as we'd made love, I still had to acclimate to his girth stretching me from wall to wall. He was still until I moved my hips against him.
He began a slow rhythm, allowing me to feel each ridge and vein slide inside of me, passing over nerve endings that had me moaning in pleasure. Reaching down, Emmett pulled me up to sit on his lap as he rested back on his heels. He grasped my ass, and I wound my arms around his thick neck, burying my face in the curve of his shoulder. He continued to raise and lower me on his hard cock as he raised his hips to plunge up into me. I pressed my heels into his ass cheeks to pull him closer. Our breathing became pants and grunts, moans and groans. Each movement had him sliding across my clit, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
"Baby, I'm…almost…there," I panted wildly. "Ohohohohoh…God!"
"Hold on…babe," he grunted. "Hold on!"
"I cccan't…" I started.
"Nowww!" he groaned as I felt him stiffen. Then, together, we shouted our releases, flying into the cosmos wrapped tightly around each other.
As I began to float back down to the bed, I gently laid back and pulled him down on top of me, holding him until he began to relax. He rose up on one elbow, and ghosted the knuckles of his other hand down my cheek.
"Wow, what a start to our married life," he murmured. "I love you so much, sweetness. You make me whole and complete me. Slipping gently out of me, he rolled onto his side, pulling me with him and into his arms.
"That was awesome, Em," I said softly. "You make me feel so safe and secure, but mostly deeply loved. I am so in love with you, my darling, and I feel completely whole for the first time in my life, all because you love me.
I snuggled against him, and we lay in silence for a long while, basking in the afterglow of our love. Suddenly my stomach growled, followed closely by Ems.
"Hmm," I chuckled, "Seems that our dinner hasn't held us. Maybe we ought to think about getting something to eat."
"Do you want to go out, or call room service?" he asked, kissing my temple.
"'Let's stay in," I replied. "I don't want to share you with anyone else tonight."
He grinned and leaned down to kiss me.
"Okay, sweetness," he said, sitting up and reaching for the room service menu. "Let's see what they have to offer."
After perusing the menu, we decided on cheeseburgers…no onions…, fries, and chocolate shakes. Telling us it would be twenty minutes, Em and I decided to take a quick shower.
Other than a few kisses and caresses, we actually took a shower. We had just gotten out when there was a knock on the suite door. Em grabbed a pair of black silk sleep pants and went to answer the door. While he was gone, I slipped into a white silk babydoll nightie and matching robe. Before joining Em in the living room for our supper, I towel dried my hair and slipped into a pair of white mules.
Em had just set out our meal on the table for two near the glass floor to ceiling balcony doors, when I entered the room. He turned and saw me, stopping to stare.
"Hell, babe," he gulped. "If you're trying to kill me, you're succeeding." I laughed and walked over to him, locking my arms around his waist.
"Oh, baby, I don't want that," I replied seductively. "That would be cutting off my nose to spite my face. You're too good a lover to get rid of. Besides, I love you."
He chuckled and kissed me before leading me to the table. He pulled the chair out for me and I sat down. Before he sat across from me, he held up a finger and went back into the bedroom. Upon returning, he had a short silk robe that matched his sleep pants. He joined me at the table. Next to it, on a small cart, sat a bottle of Dom Perignon in an ice bucket, two champagne flutes, and a bowl of strawberries…compliments of the hotel.
"Would you like a glass of champagne now or after we eat?" he asked.
"After, please," I replied, lifting the silver lids off of our plates.
I always enjoyed watching Emmett eat. He ate with gusto while still minding his manners. The man could really put away the food. He finished of his burger and fries while I was still trying to get mine down. I could only eat half of my meal, and offered the rest to Em. With a grin, he took my plate and quickly finished it off.
When the meal was through, we decided to cuddle on the couch and watch a movie while our dinner settled. Giving me the choice of a movie, I chose The Notebook. I thought Em would gripe, but to my surprise, he readily agreed; saying it was a great movie.
Em rolled the cart next to the couch and neatly popping the cork, poured us each a glass of champagne and set the bowl of strawberries on the coffee table before us. Dimming the lights, he joined me on the couch and started the movie. Periodically, during the movie, Em would reach for a strawberry and feed it to me. I'd take a bite and he'd finish it. By the end of the film, we'd each had two glasses of champagne and eaten all of the strawberries.
"Would you love me that much if I had Alzheimer's?" I asked him as I wiped my eyes.
"I will always love you, my sweetness," he replied taking my face in his hands. "I pray that it doesn't, but if you should get sick like that, I'll always be with you. You are my life, now and forever."
Then he kissed me with love and passion, drawing me tightly to him.
After turning off the TV, Em took my glass and set it on the coffee table with his. Then, taking my hands, he stood and pulled me up into his arms.
"Let's go back to bed," he said huskily and picked me up, carrying me back into the bedroom.
He set me on my feet, and I stepped out of my mules, untying the belt of my robe. Em untied his and when he looked up, I had let my robe slither to the floor. His eyes widened and his nostrils flared. He stepped up next to me and it didn't take him long to strip me of my nightie. Lying me down on the bed, he let his sleep pants fall to his feet, and joined me. Again, he made love to me as only he could…heatedly, lovingly and perfectly. Afterward, we fell into a satiated sleep. Twice more, during the night, we turned to each other and loved each other passionately. It was nearly dawn before we finally fell into a deep sleep.
At ten that morning, Em woke me, telling me we were to meet Sheri and James for Sunday Jazz Brunch at eleven in the Polo Lounge. After packing everything, except for our outfits for the day, and our toiletries, Em called for a bellhop to come for our luggage. While he waited in the living room, I took a quick shower. I was finishing up my hair, when Emmett joined me in the bathroom. He hopped in the shower as I applied my make-up. Thirty minutes later, we were on our way to meet Sheri and James for brunch. Our flight on the Cullen family jet was scheduled to leave at two o'clock pm. I had no idea where we were headed.
A/N:
Well, there you have it. Mara and Em have made it through the first day of married life. Now, where is he takin' them for their honeymoon? Come back next time and find out!
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Hugs,
Ellen
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