I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS. THEY BELONG TO THE CW NETWORK. THIS IS A WORK OF FANFICTION BY omegapwhite.
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The balmy summer day was filled with children's laughter and the noises of nature as Catherine sat on a bench at the park, reading a book. Although it was her favorite pastime, today was different. She found herself distracted by thoughts of her future. She'd put it off long enough and today she would make a decision on returning to work or not.
The life of an attorney was grueling and stressful and she found herself loathing it. After a lot of introspection, she decided it was time to leave the courtroom and enter the classroom.
Teaching had always been her first love, but in her world, it was viewed as a lowly trade. She chuckled to herself as she thought of the look on her colleague's faces. Looks of horror and disapproval. She would be ostracized from the elite crowd. Her membership would be revoked at the country club. And she would take it all in stride. To finally be free of the fascade and snobbery, was an understatement.
Her thoughts went to another issue that weighed heavily on her mind as well. She'd been dating Vincent for three months and they hadn't consummated their relationship. They would make out, but Vincent always stopped when it started to get intense. He was always cordial about it, but Catherine couldn't help thinking, if something was wrong with her.
Today she vowed, they would have a talk. If their relationship was going to survive, then all their skeletons needed to come out of the closet.
"Hey. I thought I would find you here," Vincent said, as he kissed Catherine on the forehead.
Catherine looked at him with a big smile and said, "Hey. I thought you were at work."
Vincent took a seat beside Catherine on the bench.
"Am I allowed to take a break to see my favorite girl?"
"Yes," Catherine said, smiling.
"What are you reading?" Vincent asked.
"The Centurion's Wife."
"How is it so far?"
"It's a very good book. It's actually based on a biblical love story."
"I may have to read it. Speaking of love stories, I came to talk about ours. I know you're wondering why I won't make love to you. There is nothing wrong with you, if that crazy thought is running through your head."
Taking her hand he said, "You are perfect in every dimension. The sun rises and sets with you. From the first moment I saw you, my heart was yours. With everything we've been through, I want our first night of intimacy to be perfect. I want to make love to you as your husband.
Vincent took a black box out of his pocket and proceeded to get down on one knee.
Catherine your beauty is breathtaking. Your smile is contagious. Your laugh is infectious. All these qualities make you perfect in my eyes. I gave you my kidney and my heart, now I'm giving you a ring, asking you to marry me and complete the puzzle to my life.
Tears flowed down Catherine's face, as she said, "Yes."
Vincent slid a two carat diamond ring on Catherine's finger and then kissed her with all the love he had inside.
"Vincent, I have one request. I want us to be married at the courthouse. I can't bear to plan another wedding right now."
"Baby, as long as we're married, I don't care. I love you and I will do whatever it takes to make you happy.
"Is next week too soon?" Catherine asked.
"It's perfect. Where do you want go for our honeymoon?"
"Fiji."
"Consider it done. Tiffany blue waters and white sandy beaches, here we come."
"Okay. You sound like a talking brochure."
"That's because you have made me the happiest man alive. Now, lets go celebrate."
"Don't you have to go back to work?"
"No, I took the rest of the day off."
"What if I had said no?"
"You love me too much to say no," Vincent said, smiling.
Catherine laughed and said, "Shame on you."
"You know, Catherine, we don't have to wait until next week to get married. We could fly to Vegas tonight and do it. What do you think?"
Catherine's face lit up and she looked at Vincent and said, "I think it's a great idea. I'll go pack now."
Vincent gave Catherine a mischievous look and said, "You won't need any clothes."
"Oh, really, well that's even better," Catherine said, laughing.
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA
BELLAGIO HOTEL
Upon entering the lobby, Vincent and Catherine were awestruck by the glass flower ceiling. Absolutely stunning and breathtakingly beautiful as guests stood mesmerized by the perennial display.
Vincent checked-in while Catherine enjoyed the gorgeous artwork above her.
Several minutes later, Vincent returned with the keycards.
"Everything is set, so we can head to the chapel now." Vincent said.
"What about our bags?" Catherine asked.
"That's already taken care of."
Once they reached the chapel, Catherine was escorted to a dressing room and Vincent went to another dressing room.
Catherine entered the room and was met with rack of elegant wedding dresses along with accessories, shoes, and everything needed to be transformed into a beautiful blushing bride.
The lady noticed the confused look on Catherine's face, so she said, "I'm, Rachel, and I'll be assisting you today. Your fiancé ordered the platinum package as well as a hairstylist and a selection of dresses to choose from. We'll have you ready to be married in an hour."
Catherine smiled and tried to relax. Even though she was in Vegas, preparing to get married, she still felt like a princess. In that moment, everything felt right. She wanted more than anything to be Vincent's wife. Tears welled up in her eyes as her emotions overwhelmed her.
Following her bridal shower debacle, she'd been skeptical about starting a new relationship, but Vincent wasn't Sam and she'd fallen for him, before she realized what was happening.
An hour later, Catherine looked in the mirror, and she barely recognized the reflection staring back at her. Her hair was pulled back in a bun which showcased her beautiful face. She wore a sweetheart mermaid gown in organza with diamond accessories and silver diamond encrusted heels.
"If you're ready, we can let the minister know to go ahead and start," Rachel said.
"Yes. I'm ready," Catherine said, as she took a deep breath.
Rachel handed Catherine a beautiful bouquet as Catherine waited to enter the chapel.
Moments later, "You are so beautiful" began to play. The chapel doors opened and Catherine slowly walked into the chapel. She could feel the tears, even though she was trying so hard not to cry. Her hands started to tremble and her heart was racing.
Halfway down the aisle, her eyes found Vincent's eyes and she didn't look away. He stood at the front by the minister in a black tux. He was the most handsome man she'd ever seen. He smiled as she came closer. Seeing Vincent calmed her nerves and she knew everything would be okay.
The ceremony went by quickly and soon the minister was saying, "I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride."
Vincent and Catherine shared a passionate kiss before exiting the chapel.
They stepped into the elevator and Vincent pushed the button for their floor. He then took Catherine in his arms and kissed her with all the passion of a man in love. Catherine gasped for air as the elevator came to a stop. Vincent's kiss was so powerful, she had to recollect herself.
Vincent located the door number and opened the door, before he swept Catherine off her feet and entered their suite.
"This is our home for the next week. Then we will fly to Fiji. Is that okay with you, Mrs. Keller?" Vincent said, as he put Catherine down.
"Yes, it is."
The suite was stunning with a marble entry, a couch and ottoman, fireplace, champagne and even a personal robe and slippers were provided.
"I love it," Catherine said, as she scrutinized the room."
As she walked over to the window her mouth fell open. The view was spectacular. The panoramic view afforded one the best visual of the Bellagio water fountain display, that was choreographed to different songs.
Looking around, Catherine realized she'd finally found true happiness. It wasn't the elegant and sophisticated furnishings that surrounded her, it was being married to the man who loved her unconditionally.
Vincent came up behind Catherine and wrapped his arms around her.
"Vincent, everything is perfect. Thank you."
"I didn't want you to look back on our wedding day and have regrets." Vincent said.
"I won't. I feel like the luckiest woman in the world. Now, can you help me take this wedding dress off?"
"With pleasure."
After Catherine was free of the wedding dress, she grabbed her suitcase and headed to the bathroom to freshen up.
Vincent undressed down to his shirt and boxers. He hit play on his ipod and "Softest Place on Earth" by Xscape began to play.
Then he poured some champagne in two flute glasses.
Moments later, Catherine reappeared in a white floral corset, a matching thong, a lace garter belt and white sheer stockings.
Vincent stood speechless and hypnotized as he captured every detail of Catherine's body. He wanted her. He needed her. His body inflamed with desire for her.
"Wow, baby you are stunning," Vincent said, as he walked over to Catherine.
He embraced her as their lips met. His kiss was hungry, fueled by an internal craving. Catherine pressed her body into his. He felt the hardness of her nipples graze his chest, sending a warm sensation throughout his body. He allowed himself to feel it. To enjoy it. No more cold showers. They were married now and he would yield to his growing passion.
He removed the corset and discarded it on the floor. Then he picked her up and carried her to the bed. Unbearably aroused, her scent was erotic torture to him.
He removed her panties, garter belt and stockings.
All the problems of the past were gone. Nothing mattered, but pleasuring his wife immensely.
He undressed and joined her in the bed. His mouth found her nipple as his warm tongue, boldly, flicked across it. She closed her eyes as tingling sensations coursed throughout her body. He moved down to her stomach, increasing her anticipation as he caressed both of her breast while planting kisses on her stomach. She moaned sofly as he moved further down, until his mouth found her wet fortress. The ebb and flow of his tongue sent her into a wild frenzy. Her body writhed from pleasure. His name escaped her lips in-between moans.
It sounded like music to his ears. They had waited for months for this night and appeasing his wife was his first act as a husband.
Catherine grabbed the sheets as her body shuddered with sheer delight from a hard orgasm begging to be released. With a final stroke of his tongue, her body surrendered to a wave of pleasure, as she cried out in joy. Vincent moved over her body and kissed her until her body slowly stopped convulsing.
Their eyes met and in that moment, he knew his heart would always beat for her. She was his world and he would do everything he could to be the best husband.
"I love you," Catherine whispered, as Vincent slowly slid his erection inside her.
"I love you too," Vincent said, as he kissed her.
Catherine moved her hips and allowed him complete access. He began to stroke slowly, then faster until their bodies surged with sensations. Her internal muscles clenched around his manhood, igniting a fire, magnifying the pleasure.
Catherine's breath was taken away with every move, every thrust. The intensity overpowered her until very little control remained. And when she let go completely, sweet ecstasy flowed from her body, sparking Vincent to reach his peak. Their bodies shook in rhymic harmony with a climax from deep within, until they collapsed from sexual fulfillment.
"Vincent, that was off the charts good. You were well worth the wait."
"You were too. You were spectacular."
"You poured us some champagne?"
"Yes, but you distracted me when you came out of the bathroom. You are beautiful, and if I didn't tell you today, I love you."
"I love you too."
"Are you hungry?"
"Starved."
"We can eat and watch movies."
"You have some lost time to make up for."
"Well, we can make our own movie."
"Take Two, right now," Catherine said, as she kissed Vincent.
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