Me and Mr. Grey…...Part 14
Brenda is in her hotel room, laying across the bed. She was so incredibly tired. When Christian said he would be in her, the whole flight, he was not lying. And now she had to get up, and get ready for Diana's bachelorette party.
She did managed to rest a little. But about an hour into her nap, Diana called, and said she was coming to pick her up. She took a quick shower, and threw on a pair of white jeans, a yellow strapless fitted top, and a pair of floral printed, Betsey Johnson pumps. She flat ironed her hair straight, and applied minimal makeup.
Before leaving, she called Julia, and checked on Brayden.
After hanging up, she made her way down to the lobby.
As soon as she stepped off the elevator, her phone rung. Brenda answered, and she heard a whole lot of commotion in the background.
"Brenda, bring your a**!"
She looked outside, and saw a huge limo. She didn't know what kind it was, but it looked like a Cadillac Escalade. She made her way outside, and got in. And to her surprise, there were both men and women inside.
Diana called out to her, and motioned for her to come and sit next to her. She made her way over, and spotted Diana's fiancé, David, who was sitting on the opposite side.
Diana threw her arm around her. "We decided to have a joint bachelor/bachelorette party. And we rented out the whole bar."
Brenda's eyes widen. "On a Friday night? That's a lot of money, right?"
"Yeah, a gift from my parents. They just don't know it yet."
They laugh.
It ended up being a very interesting limo ride. People were dancing, singing, and just acting as crazy as they possibly could.
Eventually they made it to the bar, and that's when the party really got started.
To Brenda's surprise, there were both male and female strippers at the party. She assumed since it was a joint affair, they wouldn't have any of that, but she was wrong.
During the shows, the women sat on one side, and the men sat on the other. The men were tame compared to the women.
Things really got wild on the women's side. There were three male strippers, and they were being groped and pulled on, by a number of drunk women. But they didn't seem to mind.
Brenda was seated next to Diana, as she received her own personal lap dance. And the guy that was giving it to her, had the biggest penis, Brenda had ever seen. She didn't know if it was fake or what, but it looked like it could rip someone apart.
Diana screamed, as he picked her up, and flung her around like a rag doll. Brenda was worried that David was going to get upset, but he didn't even look Diana's way. At that moment, she started thinking about Christian. This would never fly with him. He'd be kicking this stripper's a**, or maybe that would be Taylor's job. But regardless, this would never happen on his watch.
After the strippers finished, everyone headed to the dance floor, including Brenda. She danced almost the whole night, until she started feeling sick. She had quite a few drinks, and plus it started getting really hot. Especially with the amount of people, that were inside the bar. So she headed outside for some fresh air.
Brenda had just walked outside, when she heard someone call her name.
"Brenda?"
She turned and smiled. "Josh. Hi."
He was on the phone, but disconnected the call, when he saw her. "Diana said you were coming to town. When did you get in?"
"Wednesday." Brenda was a little confused, because she hadn't seen him in the bar. "Were you inside? Because I didn't see you."
"Yes, it just so damn crowded in there." He smiled. "And I had no idea, you were already in town." He looked down at her left hand. "Not married?"
She shook her head. "No. But I do have a son and a dog."
He laughed. "Yeah, I know, Diana told me. She talks about him a lot. Brayden right?"
Brenda nodded. "Are you still playing football?"
"Yes."
"Same team?"
"Yep, same team."
She smiled. "That's good." She reached over and grabbed his left hand. "No ring?"
He shook his head. "Don't even have any prospects."
"It will happen...one of these days. You are just too nice, and simply too good looking. Somebody is bound to snatch you up."
"I tell you what, if you're not married in two years, look me up. I like kids and dogs."
She laughed and released his hand.
Josh was always incredibly attracted to her. And she looked even better than he remembered.
Brenda caught him staring. "What?"
"You're beautiful. And I have always liked you. I just wanted you to know that. Just in case, I never get the chance to tell you."
She didn't know what to say.
He could see she was at a loss for words.
"You don't have to say anything, I just wanted you to know." He put his hands into his pockets and sighed. "What the hell." He grabbed her hand. "Have dinner with me. Before you leave. Please."
Brenda was totally caught of guard. "Josh, I-"
"Don't touch her."
Brenda turned, and saw Christian walking towards them. She sighed. "Christian, what are you doing here?"
"Looking for you." He looked down at her hand, still being held by Josh. "Let her hand go."
"Make me."
Brenda saw Taylor walking up. Christian waived him off.
Josh looked at Taylor, then at Christian. "Just like your punk a** to have a bodyguard. Too scared to get your a** kicked?" He released Brenda's hand. "Move out of the way Brenda."
Brenda grabbed his arm. "No, come on Josh, just go back inside."
He shook his head, and pulled away from her. "After I kick his pretty boy a**!"
Christian glared at Josh. "Nothing but air in between us. Stand back Brenda."
Brenda quickly stepped back.
All of a sudden Josh swung on Christian, but Christian did some kind of move to the right, and some sort of round house kick, and Josh was on the ground.
Brenda was too shocked to say anything. The next thing she knew, Christian grabbed her hand, and pulled her down the sidewalk. They reached his SUV. Taylor opened the door, and they got in. Seconds later, they were heading down the street. Brenda looked back, and saw Josh struggling to get to his feet.
"Damn Christian!"
"I know, I hurt my motherfu*king toe, on his big a**!" He took off his shoe. "At least it isn't broken. Big motherf*cker."
"What if he sues you?"
"He swung on me. I was simply defending myself."
Brenda could not believe what just happened. She ran her fingers through her hair, then stopped and looked at Christian. "And by the way, where in the hell did you learn that?"
"My trainer. And why was that big b*tch holding your hand?"
"He was asking me out. And I was about to decline, and then you walked up. Why didn't you let me handle it?"
"I didn't have any faith in you."
She shook her head and sighed. "And I have to see him tomorrow, at the wedding."
Christian grinned. "Who knows, maybe he won't make it?"
"That is not funny. He is the best man Christian!" Brenda covered her mouth. "What if I ruined the wedding?"
"You didn't ruin the wedding. He'll be there. He was getting up, he'll be fine."
"I should call Diana, and make sure he's ok." She pulled out her phone, and dialed Diana's number...
After hanging up with Diana, Brenda looked over at Christian. "He didn't tell her. She said he got into fight, but she didn't say with who. Maybe he's embarrassed?"
"Yeah, this pretty boy whipped his a**."
Brenda rolled her eyes. "Men! I'm surprised you two didn't take out your d*cks, and see who has the biggest one."
Christian smiled a devilish grin. "Now, that would be pointless."
She glared at him. "You are so damn cocky."
"A character flaw I have."
She didn't say anything else, she just shook her head.
Eventually, they pull up to Christian's apt building.
"I'll take you to your room in the morning."
At this point, Brenda didn't care. "Ok."
They exit. Christian is limping a little.
Brenda looked down at his foot. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, it's just a little sore. I'll be fine."
They finally made it up to his penthouse. Brenda looked around. Everything looked the same.
He asked if she was hungry, she replied no. He grabbed her hand, and they head to his room.
His room looked the same too. The linen on his bed was different, but that was about it.
"Everything looks the same." She looked at his bed, then at him. "Anybody sleep here since me?"
He shook his head. "No."
"I won't ask if have you've had other women, because I know the answer to that."
He didn't say anything.
*silence"
Brenda threw her purse on the bed. "How many?"
"Three."
She questioned him. "Submissives?"
"Yeah." He searched her face, for a reaction. "Does that upset you?"
"Why would it? We only knew each other for like a week."
Christian watched her closely. "You didn't see anyone."
"It was not because of you. I had a lot on my plate, didn't have the time. Are you currently seeing anyone?"
"If you are asking, if I have a submissive? No. And Brenda, they were not relationships."
"We weren't either."
"We are now, right?"
Brenda sighed. "Christian, everything is just happening so fast."
"No, it's not."
"How can you say a thing like that? We weren't even speaking two days ago. And I was raising our child alone. What if we are making a mistake?"
He grabbed her hand, and intertwined it with his. "We're not. And Brenda, if we are going to move forward, we have to let the past go, or we won't stand a chance."
She looked into his eyes and whispered. "I know."
He caressed her cheek. "Is there anybody on this earth you'd rather be with?"
She shook her head. "No."
"I know, because I feel the same way. So, case close….."
Christian and Brenda are in his bed. His head is resting on her bare chest.
"Christian?"
"Hmmm?"
"Where is your biological mother? Do you know?"
"Yes." He moved to the pillow next to her, and looked up at the ceiling.
Brenda sat up, pulling the sheet up with her. She looked down at him. "Where is she?"
"Dead."
She was not expecting that. "I'm…..sorry. When….how did you find out?"
Christian had this blank look on his face. "She died….while I was still living with her."
"And that's how you ended up getting adopted?"
"Yes. My mother, Grace, was the attending physician, when they brought me in."
"Did she die at the hospital?"
He shook his head. "No, at home."
Brenda was almost afraid to ask the next question. "Were…you…there?"
"Yes, I was left with her body for days."
Brenda covered her mouth, as tears filled her eyes. "Oooh...Christian."
He looked at her briefly. "Don't cry for me."
"Somebody has to." And a tear fell down her cheek.
She pulled the sheet back, and moved on top of him. She kissed his neck, and rested her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, and held her there…
It's the next morning, and Brenda is just waking up. She lifted her head, and looked right into Christian's eyes. "Why didn't you wake me?"
"Why would I want to do that?"
"Because you are already up." She looked over at the clock, and moved off of him. "I have to go, I have to meet Diana at the salon."
"I'll brush my teeth, and take you to your room. I can shower when I get back."
"Why can't you shower with me at the hotel?"
He smiled. "Ok, I'll grab some things….."
Brenda and Christian are in the shower. "What time is the ceremony?"
"One."
"Are you helping Diana get dressed?"
Brenda nodded. "Yes."
"Well, I'll just meet you at the ceremony."
She stopped soaping up, and looked at him. "Oh, no you won't. I don't need any fights, breaking out at that wedding!"
"Brenda, I would never ruin Diana's wedding."
"Maybe not intentionally. And how exactly is your toe?"
"It's fine. Look, as soon as the ceremony is over, and the pictures are taken, we'll leave."
"Christian, you are not coming. You can pick me up afterwards, or I can meet you here."
Christian decided to just give in. "Sh*t, Brenda. I'm not going to argue about it. If that's what you want, I'll meet you here, and then we'll head to Vegas."
"You really are serious about getting married in Vegas?"
"I don't want to wait, and I want to get married tonight, instead of tomorrow."
Brenda had a concerned look on her face. "We don't have rings, or anything else for that matter."
"Don't worry about that."
"And I don't want to get married, on the same day as Diana."
"We'll figure something out."
He leaned over and kissed her. She stood up under the water, and rinsed the soap off. She felt his hand cup her bottom. She removed it.
"Christian, we don't have time. I have to be a that salon in fifteen minutes. And thank God, it's close."
"We always have time, and if we don't, we make time."
He pulled her to him, then planted a kiss on her. He then picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He started kissing her neck. "Christian….I…have…to go."
"I'll make it quick." He reached around, and placed himself at her opening, then pushed her down onto him, catching her off guard.
She threw her head back. "Aaaaah, Christian."
"Yeah, baby. It feels good doesn't it? I can tell you're stressed, just trying to relieve some of it."
He placed his hands on her derriere, helping her move up and down on him...
Brenda is at the salon. Her hair is finished. It has been curled and placed in an updo. Brenda made sure they didn't spray any holding spray on it, because she needed to be able to change it later, especially since her and Christian were going to Vegas.
She didn't tell Diana, that she was marrying Christian, because this was her day. And Brenda thought it would be selfish to mention it.
Brenda has just finished getting her nails done, when she sees Elena, who instantly spots her.
Elena walked over to her. "Brenda, hello."
Brenda was hoping she wouldn't come over. "Hello, Elena."
"I was wondering if you would be coming to the wedding, I see I have my answer."
"Yes, I guess you do."
Elena ran her fingers through her blonde hair. "How have you been?"
Brenda smiled. "Great and you?"
"I can't complain."
Brenda couldn't stand her, but she could be fake for a couple of seconds. "Are you going to the wedding?"
Elena shook her head. "No, I won't be able to make it."
(Good.) "Sorry to hear that."
Elena sighed. "Yeah, but I did send the happy couple a gift."
"Well, I'm sure Diana and David will love it."
"Yes, I hope so. Have you spoken with Christian?"
Brenda shook her head. (Actually, I just f*cked him this morning) "No, can't say that I have."
"Oh, well, enjoy the wedding."
"I will." Elena headed to the back of the salon.
Brenda rolled her eyes. "B*tch."
Diana walked in and sat down next to her. "I feel like I'm about to throw up."
Brenda looked over at her "Why?"
"I'm so nervous."
"Don't be. You are marrying the love of your life. The only thing you should be…..is excited."
Diana smiled. "You're right."
"Aren't I always?"
"No."
They laugh…
Brenda looked on, as Diana made her way down the isle. She looked so beautiful. She wore a A line dress, that showed off her amazing figure. She was escorted down the isle, by her mother and father. And there was not a dry eye in the house.
The ceremony was so romantic and so full of love.
They wrote their own vows. David proclaimed his love for Diana, and thanked God for bringing her back into his life. Diana cried as she recited her vows, and every now and then, David would reach up, and wipe her tears away. It was such a beautiful and intimate moment.
The wedding forced Brenda to think about her and Christian, and how different they were, as compared to David and Diana.
David and Diana had done it the right way. They dated for a very long time. And she was sure, that there wasn't anything, they didn't know about each other. There was a lot she didn't know about Christian. And you could just see the love, between David and Diana. They truly loved each other. Anyone could see that. Her and Christian on the other hand, were more or less attracted to each other. But in love? That was up for debate. Was this a recipe for disaster?
Brenda heard the reverend's voice. "And I now pronounce you husband and wife." She smiled and clapped, as David and Diana shared their first kiss as husband and wife…...
Brenda looked at the time, as she walked through the reception. She had to get ready to leave. Christian had already called her multiple times. But she didn't just want to leave, without staying for at least for a little while.
She was just about to go over to Diana and David, when she ran into Josh.
"Brenda."
Brenda's eyes widen. "Hello….Josh."
"Why have you been avoiding me?"
"I haven't been avoiding you. It's just awkward after what happened last night."
He smiled. "It shouldn't be. Turns out there is no b*tch in that pretty boy."
He laughed, and so did she. She questioned him. "Are you ok?"
"Of course. I swung on him first, and it just so happen, he is trained in martial arts." He shrugged. "Lose some you win some."
"Are you going to sue him?"
He laughed. "I swung on him first, and where I come from if you lose a fight, you lose a fight. I'd get kicked off the team if I sued him."
She grinned.
They talked a little while longer, then Brenda finally made it over to Diana and David, and said her goodbyes….
Part 2
Brenda is back at the hotel, she has just finished packing. *knock at the door*
She walked over and answered it. "How was the wedding?"
"Beautiful."
She turned and Christian followed her in.
He looked down at her bags. "Did you pack a separate one for Vegas?"
She nodded, and touched one of them. "This one right here."
"Ok. Are you ready?"
"As ready as I'm ever going to be."
Christian picked up the phone, and called the front desk. And minutes later, a bell hop came and took her bags down, to Christian's awaiting SUV.
After checking out of the hotel, they dropped her car off at the rental company, and headed to the airport…..
Brenda left the majority of her bags with Taylor, all except the one she was taking to Vegas. The rest of her bags would be taken to Christian's penthouse.
Brenda and Christian are on his private plane, headed to Vegas. Christian was looking at some papers.
Brenda is looking out of the window, thinking about Julia and Brayden.
She had not spoken with Julia since earlier that morning, when she called to check on Brayden. She felt bad for not telling her, that she was going to marry Christian. But she knew Julia would have a fit, and honestly she didn't need anyone, trying to talk her out of it, because it just might work.
This was all just so very crazy. She couldn't believe it was happening herself.
"Brenda?" She looked over at Christian. "Are you ok?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"You're quiet."
"Just thinking, and plus you're working, I didn't want to disturb you."
He shoved his papers into his briefcase, and closed it. "What are you thinking about?"
"Julia…..I haven't told her."
"Do you want to?"
Brenda leaned back, and shook her head. "No, not yet. I'll tell her when I get back to LA."
'Are you worried about her reaction?"
"Yes, but I don't want to talk about it." She changed the subject. "So…are we going to get married, in one of those cheesy wedding chapels?"
Christian laughed. "No."
Brenda giggled. "Damn, I wanted to come down the isle, while some guy dressed in a ruffle shirt, played the accordion."
He laughed. "Sorry to disappoint you." He grabbed her hand, and kissed it.
"Christian, did you tell your family?"
"I'll tell them when we get back."
"Won't they be upset?"
Christian shrugged. "Probably. But they'll get over it."
"I wish Brayden could be there, but I think it would've been too much for him. I just really hope he adjusts, to the changes that are coming."
"If not, we will have to ease him into everything. I'll hate being apart from the both of you, but if you need to stay in California, a little while longer, I'll just have to understand."
Brenda smiled. "Who is this person sitting next to me?"
He leaned over and kissed her. "Your soon to be husband…"
Christian and Brenda are in Las Vegas. A car was waiting when they arrived at the airport. Before going to the hotel, they stopped to get their marriage license. Brenda was a little nervous, because she couldn't believe, she was actually going to marry Christian. He on the other hand, was very sure of marrying her. She didn't see any reservations on his face, non whatsoever.
Before getting off the plane, Christian informed her, that they would be staying at the Palms.
And from the moment they stepped off Christian's private jet, they were treated like royalty, probably because they smelled money. These places always did their research. They knew who was staying at their hotels. And they were well aware, that Christian was a billionaire.
To Brenda's surprise, they were not just staying in a luxury suite, they were staying in a two story villa suite. And it was huge. So huge, they could have brought Diana's whole wedding party back with them, and still have room to accommodate more.
"Christian, how in the hell, did you get this on the weekend? And on short notice?"
"Lucky I guess."
She laughed. "Yeah right. How big is this place?"
Their personal butler answered. "About nine thousand square feet."
"Whoa." She did a three sixty. "This place is gorgeous."
The butler looked at Brenda. "Would you care for a tour?"
"Of course." She grabbed Christian's hand, and they toured the huge suite. And it was really amazing, especially the pool, and the view. It didn't get any better than that.
Christian opened the door to he master suite. And there in the middle of the room, was a rack full of wedding dresses."
Brenda's mouth dropped open. "Christian…when did you set this up?"
"Some time Thursday."
"Thursday? Before we went to your parents' house? Before you made that declaration, that we were getting married?"
"Yes."
"So, you just knew I was going to say yes?"
"Of course. We belong together." He walked over to the sofa and sat down.
Brenda looked through the dresses. "What if they don't fit?"
"One of them will. What are you a two?"
She nodded.
"I thought so."
She looked through the gowns, and they were beautiful. And they were not just some old ordinary dresses, they were high end. There were a couple from Marchesa and Armani. One from Versace and three from Chanel.
Brenda looked over at Christian. "Where did you get all of these dresses?"
"My personal shopper picked them out. And I made sure they'd be here, when we arrived."
"So, where are we getting married?"
"Here."
She smiled. "Here? In this room?"
"Downstairs, in front of the pool, that overlooks the city. If that's ok with you?"
She nodded. "It is" *silence*. "Grey are you sure want to do this?"
"Yes. Why?"
"I don't know, you've never even been in a relationship, but you want to get married? That's odd…don't you think?"
"F*ck, I'm odd."
She laughed.
He stood up and walked over to her. And placed his hands on both sides of her face. "Stop thinking, just let it happen. And this is not for a month, a year, or ten. Once, we put those rings on, we are never taking them off. Capisci?"
"What if we don't get along?"
"Whatever is broke, we fix. Divorce is not even an option."
"Are we writing our own vows?"
He released her. "If you want."
She grinned. "I don't know if that's a good idea, Grey. I'm kind of worried about what you'd say. I can just hear you now, I promise to f*ck her sideways everyday, for the rest of her life. And then I'll promise to let you."
He laughed. "If that's what you want to say. Hey, it works for me."
Brenda pushed him. "No, that is not what I want to say! And who exactly is marrying us?"
"They have someone that works for the hotel, that does it."
"Oh. What time are we getting married?"
"We'll be saying our I do's at midnight. I know you really didn't want to get married the same day as your friend, so I thought that would work better for you."
"It does. Thank you." She looked over at the dresses. "I should try these dresses on." She looked at him. "And that means, you need to leave."
"Why? I'm going to see you anyway."
"Yes, but later, not now. I want it to be a surprise."
"A surprise? Ok, if that's what you want, I'll be downstairs."
She turned and started looking at the dresses. Before he left he kissed her neck, and whispered in her ear. "Don't worry, we are going to be great." He left, closing the door behind him…...
It seemed liked the hours just flew by. After trying on her dresses, and picking one, they ordered dinner. After finishing their dinner, it was time to get ready for the exchanging of their vows.
Brenda is alone in the master suite. Christian was getting ready in another room.
Brenda's hair was in the same style as it was for Diana's wedding. But after showering, she took the pins out, and she was happy to see, that all of her curls were still intact. Her makeup consisted of neutral eyes, and a dark red lip. She wore a beautiful diamond earrings, and a diamond bracelet. The same ones she wore the night of the charity event, all those years ago.
Brenda ended up choosing the Versace dress. All the dresses were beautiful, but that Versace dress was beautiful and sexy. It was a strapless fit and flare dress. And the bottom was extremely dramatic. She thought that dress was perfect, for a ceremony, overlooking the city of Las Vegas.
After she finished getting dressed, she walked over to the window and looked out at the city below. Was this really about to happen? Was she really going to marry Christian? And would it be this easy?
She started thinking about all the times, she tried to get married. And how it always ended up in disaster. From Sonny not showing up, to Jax saying no. She really loved Sonny and Jax. For a long time, she thought they were the great loves of her life. And out of nowhere this smart, complicated, supremely sexy, freak of a man comes, and just flipped her world upside down.
And then there was Murphy, a man she dated for five years, and he tried desperately to get her to marry him, but to no avail. She loved him, but she needed more. Was Christian her more?
And was she really going to marry a man, she hardly knew? *knock at the door*
She turned and heard Christian's voice. "Brenda?!"
She walked over to the door. "Yes?!"
"Open the door!"
"I don't want you to see me!"
Christian put his hands in his pockets and sighed. "I won't look, just stay behind the door."
"I'm serious Christian, don't look." She unlocked the door, and opened it.
"I just wanted to let you know, the officiant is here."
Brenda grabbed one of her curls, and twirled it around her finger. "Ok. I'll be down in a minute."
"Do you have any doubts?"
"A hundred."
Christian grinned. "Well, let me in, so I can f*ck them right out of you."
She laughed.
"But seriously, stop worrying. This was meant to be." He reached around the door for her hand. She grabbed a hold of it. "I told you, we are going to be great. You don't feel that electricity running through your body?"
"I feel it."
"Of course you do. Let's get married, so we can feel it for the rest of our lives. I'll see you downstairs."
"O...k."
She closed the door, then walked over, and looked in the mirror one last time…
The person who was going to officiate, was already in place waiting. There was also someone from the hotel, who'd be serving as a witness.
Christian also hired a photographer, who didn't come cheap. He worked a lot of the celebrity events in Vegas. Christian wanted the best, and that's exactly what he got.
Christian was standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting. He looked down at his watch, it was five minutes till twelve. (What if she changed her mind?) But at that moment she appeared, and she took his breath away. She looked...perfect.
He smiled, as she made her way down the stairs. She smiled back.
Christian wanted to run up those stairs, pick her up, and carry her down. He was desperate to marry her. He felt like he was lucky to even have her back in his life. He knew he f*cked up, and he needed to make things right. For her and his son. He didn't have to marry her, he knew that, but he wanted to.
Brenda walked down the stairs, staring into those haunting gray eyes. He looked so damn sexy. And she just simply couldn't get enough of him. If she had any doubts, they were quickly erased. She had to stop kidding herself, she wanted him, all of him. And it's not like she had to marry him, she wanted to. Wrong or right.
Brenda finally reached the bottom of the stairs, and he took her hand.
"You look beautiful and sexy. I am definitely f*cking you in this dress."
She burst into laughter. "Christian, you are a super freak."
"It's not like you don't know it."
"Trust me I know." She looked him over. Damn he looked good. He had on a black tux, and it was tailored to perfection. She reached up and touched his cheek. "You look nice."
"Thanks, but seriously you are gorgeous. I've never seen anything as lovely as you. If heaven had a face." He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Are you ready?"
She nodded.
The photographer had already started taking pictures. He started as soon, as she appeared at the top of the stairs...
The officiant stood, with his back facing the pool. To say that the view was amazing would be an understatement.
The lights from the city shined through the room.
Christian and Brenda walked over, and stood on opposite sides of him.
He began. "When two people choose to spend their lives together, it is one of the most beautiful things on earth. As you two recite your vows, remember these promises for the rest of your lives, and don't ever do anything to break them." He looked at Christian. "Mr. Grey."
He grabbed her hand and looked into her eyes. "One day I was sitting in a salon, and I looked up and saw the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on. But she couldn't stand me." She laughed, and he continued. "But I didn't give up, and I managed to get you in my life, if only for a short time. But I also managed to run you away. I missed you…..terribly. And I knew if I ever got the chance again, I would make you mine for life. And now that I have that chance, I'm jumping on it You nor Brayden, will ever want for anything. I promise that I'll always be good to the both of you, and I'll never be unfaithful, because Brenda you are all that I will ever want."
The officiant looked at Brenda. "Miss Barrett, your vows."
(Oh, Sh*t.) "Um..."
Christian smiled. "Just say what you feel."
She swallowed hard, and looked into his gray eyes, her kryptonite. "I'm drawn to you Christian, I have been since the first day I met you. I don't know what the future holds for us, but I pray whatever we do, we do together, as a family with our son. I hope you always have trust in me, as I will you. I'll never do anything to hurt you, or our future together. And even though I never let myself think about you, while we were apart. I could never stopped myself, from dreaming about you."
Christian brought her hands up to his lips, and kissed them. "Do you want me as your husband?"
She stared into his eyes. "I do. And do you want me as your wife?"
"As much as I've ever wanted anything."
She smiled..
Christian continued. "Brenda, do you promise to stay, in the good and bad times?"
"Of course. And Christian, do you promise to stay with me, through the best and worst of times?"
He reached up and caressed her cheek. "No place I'd rather be." Christian leaned over and kissed her forehead. He looked at her and smiled. "Do you promise to obey?"
She laughed and shook her head. "Not a chance." She held up a finger. "Wait, I take that back, within reason."
He laughed.
Brenda intertwined her right hand with his. "Do…you promise to obey?"
"Always." He leaned over and kissed each one of her cheeks, then looked into her eyes. "Promise that you'll never leave, even when you might want to."
"I promise….."
After he was sure they were finished. The officiant addressed them. "I don't think you two need me." They all laughed, and he continued. "It is time for the exchanging of the rings."
Christian pulled Brenda's rings out of his pocket.
"Brenda, I give you these rings as a sign to everyone, that you will ever come in contact with, that you belong to me."
She laughed.
He slipped two beautiful rings onto her finger. One had to be the engagement ring, and the other was the matching wedding band. And the rings were spectacular. She had to be wearing a house on her finger.
She looked down at them. "Damn, Christian."
"You don't like them?"
"No, I love them."
"Not too much is it?"
She shook her head. "They are gorgeous. But what about your ring?"
The witness handed her the ring, which matched hers.
She grabbed his hand, and slid it on. "A symbol of my commitment to you and our family."
The officiant smiled. "May God Bless this union, I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Grey, you may kiss your wife."
Christian smiled, pulled her to him, and kissed her...
Christian and Brenda are now alone.
Christian was in the process of pouring champagne in their glasses, when he looked up and spotted Brenda standing by the pool. He saw her looking at her ring, deep in thought.
He walked up to her, and handed her a glass. "Second thoughts?"
"No. Just thinking about Brayden, and how his life is about to change."
"I told you, we can ease into this."
"I know." She sipped her champagne. "Do you think I'm selfish for making this decision?"
"No, you married his father."
He took the glass out of her hands. "Let's dance."
"Out here?"
"Out here."
Brenda looked confused. "We don't have any music."
"We don't need any." He sat the glasses down. He pulled her close, pressing her body against his. He looked into her brown eyes. "Sitting here….in this chair….waiting on you aah baby, to see things my way."
She grinned. "Christian, I didn't know you could sing."
"Brenda, there is a lot you don't know about me. We haven't been in each other's presence a full two weeks, or have you forgotten?"
She started laughing. "But we managed to get pregnant, and get married in those two weeks."
He smiled." Hush woman, I'm trying to sing to you." He started back singing. "But not a word do you say, you won't even look my way. Girl I'm...spending my dimes, wasting my time talking till I'm black and blue, can't you see? I wanna get next to you."
She reached up, and ran her fingers through his hair. "The first and only time we ever danced."
"I've been listening to that song ever since."
"Really?" He nodded. She leaned over and kissed him. "That shocks and pleases me."
"Why?"
She grinned. "It just does, because you like me, you really like me."
"I would say I do and a lot."
She leaned in and started kissing his neck, while at the same time, unbuttoning his shirt.
His hands roam all over body.
"This dress is tight as f*ck, will I be able to pull it up?"
She looked up at him. "No freak. Sorry, you will not get to bang me in my designer wedding dress."
They laugh.
His fingers continued to roam. "Where is the damn zipper?"
"It's hidden." She lifted her arm. "Here."
He slid it down, and the dress fell to the floor. She was naked underneath.
"Oooh sh*t baby. I was not expecting that."
The light from the city and the pool shined on her body.
She kissed him, and started unfastening his pants. He kicked off his shoes, and helped her remove them. She wanted to touch his chest, but she didn't know how he would feel about it. She kissed it before, but she never had the pleasure of touching him.
As if he was reading her mind, he took her hand and placed it on his chest. Her eyes question him.
"It's ok Brenda."
"Are you sure?"
"We are married. You should be able to touch me."
She didn't move her hand, because she felt his breathing quicken. She knew what his mouth was saying, but she could see, that it was torture for him. She removed her hand. He grabbed it, and placed it back on his chest.
"I want you to touch me. I need for you to touch me."
Christian closed his eyes, and he felt her hands against his skin, cautiously moving, exploring. She looked up at him, his eyes still closed. Her heart went out to him, he'd been through something that was so devastating, and she still didn't know what exactly that was. And the fact that he was allowing her to see him like this, spoke volumes to her.
She leaned in and kissed him, he pulled her closer, sliding his hand up the nape of her neck. She felt his manhood pressed up against her stomach. She broke the kiss, and trailed kisses down his chest, stomach, and all the way down to his manhood. She slowly started licking him, while massaging his twins. She took him into her mouth, while making circles around the tip with her tongue. He reached down, rubbed her head, and moaned her name. "Brenda…." She wrapped her hand around the base of him…stroking, as she continued to flick her tongue across the top.
"Sh*t…..baby stop it, I'm about to burst." But she didn't stop, she took as much of him, as he could into her mouth, and increased her speed.
"Brenda….oooh sh*t that feels so good. Sh*t stop….." He grabbed her hair pulling it, which really turned her on. He grunted and his love poured into her mouth. She didn't pull away until he was licked clean.
He pulled her back up, and kissed her hard, tasting himself on her tongue. He looked down at her. She already knew what he was wondering. "We are married Christian, it's ok, and yes it was my first time. I had to save something for my husband."
He smiled. "I feel special."
She laughed.
He grabbed her hand, and lead her to the steps of the pool. She kicked off her shoes, and followed him down, but he stopped her.
"Sit here." She sat down on the first step. He moved in front of her, and kissed her again. "Lie back."
She did. He spread her legs wide. Then leaned down, and started kissing her inner thighs, moving up to the very heart of her. She felt his tongue tickle her a**hole. She closed her eyes, and moaned softly. There was something very erotic, about him licking her there. And it was making her extremely wet, which didn't go unnoticed by Christian.
"You like that?"
"Mmmm….hmmmm."
He pushed a finger into her, while pushing his tongue into her a**hole. She squirmed.
"Ooooh Christian, that feels….so….good." She reached down and ran her fingers through his hair. He took his thumb and started making circles around her button, which really drove her crazy. She pulled his hair hard, as his actions increased in intensity. And then she arched her back, and came.
He moved up her body, sucking and kissing everything along the way, until he reached her lips. He gave her a quick deep kiss, then pulled her to her feet, guiding her into the pool.
The scene was breathtaking. They were in a Jacuzzi style pool, surrounded by glass, looking out into the city. It was beyond sexy.
He lead her to the side, and she turned around, her back facing him. He started kissing her neck passionately. She reached back and ran her fingers through his hair.
He reached down and rubbed his finger outside her opening. She arched her back, inviting him in.
He whispered into her ear. "What do you want me to do baby? I want to hear you say it."
"I want you to f*ck me in this pool"
He reached down and spread her cheeks, and pushed himself into her. Her hands held onto the side of the pool, as he sucked and kissed all over her back and neck, as he moved within her. He didn't pull out, he stayed buried deep inside of her. He reached around and stroked her button. She moaned and loudly. He didn't try to silence her, no one could hear a thing…...
Later, Christian and Brenda are in bed. He's holding her tightly. "When are you going back to California?"
"Tomorrow."
"Would you like me to come to with you?"
She shook her head. "No. I need to talk to Julia alone."
"I could still come, and maybe stay at your house until you get back."
She looked up at him. "I don't know if I'm coming back to Seattle. I have a lot I have to get in order. I have to pack. We have a lot of things Christian."
"Maybe we could hire someone?"
She smiled. "We?"
He nodded. "We."
He looked down at her, and he could tell she was scared. He reached down and touched her nose. "It is going to fine. I promise you."
"Do you have any idea how much your life is about to change?"
"As I told you before, I know, and I welcome it. Brenda, this is the real thing for me, and I hope it is for you too."
"It is."
"Good, because divorce is not an option."
She looked into his gray eyes. "It isn't for me either. I want to spend a lifetime with you."
He ran his fingers through her hair, then reached down and grabbed her a**. "Now, if you'd just let me f*ck this a**, all would be well and right in this world."
She started laughing. "Hell no."
He laughed. "I was just f*cking with you baby."
"Yeah, I'm sure you were."
She lifted her head, and they shared a kiss. He looked into her brown eyes. "I adore you Mrs. Grey."
"You better, Mr. Grey." He grinned and kissed her again. She rested her head on his chest, and fell asleep in the arms of her husband…...
*I wanna get next to you-lyrics by Whitfield, Norman Jesse*