Hello my loves! Wasn't that a hot one? Well get ready to have to change your seating positions because here's part 2 of the "reunion sex" section. ClaymoreQueen6176 provided the basic idea (give her a lot of love in your review), but I beefed it up as I already had my own ideas and they meshed perfect with hers. Let's find out what Drew has planned for Cherry! Enjoy!
Angels In Scotland: Part 15 - Let's Make Love: Drew & Cherry
Cherry was feeling overwhelmed with her emotions. The last few days had been a whirlwind. Finding out she was pregnant with twins, the terrible fights with Drew and Christine, the danger is being knocked out in the brawl, her emotional reunion with Drew at the hospital. And now, she was marrying the love of her life in three days!
As excited as she was as she was helping Jane with the wedding, and as much as she enjoyed the Angels, their significant others and Drew's family, all she wanted in that moment was to be alone with Drew. They had been through so much in such a short period of time. They had not had any significant time to themselves since the plane ride to Scotland. It had only been a couple of days, but it felt like weeks since he had made love to her or just had quiet time to themselves.
Drew looked over at his fiancé and noticed her growing annoyed. He looked around, wondering what happened to Sheamus and Christine after he had poured his heart out to her and asked for her hand in marriage. Jester laughed when Drew asked him where they were, "They're at my place, mate. They're taking care of business." Drew only chuckled when Jester said he told Sheamus and Christine to hang out at his 'Sexy House of Sexy Sex', the christened nickname for his home.
Jack suggested, "Ya know, Drew. Ya can take yer missus ta tha house. It's a big space with lots of…devices.", winking at Cherry from across the room, leaving her wondering what those two were up to. Drew wrinkled his nose, "Ya really are Big Kink! Jesus! No. Absolutely not. I'm not gonna be able ta do anything ta my Love with Sheamo and Sis are getting it on in the other room."
Jack prodded him "Oh c'mon, mate! I know yer dying ta shag her rotten. Just go fer it!" Drew threw his hands up in the air, "Jester, thanks. But no thanks." He looked across the living room at Cherry. She looked up from the wedding planning with Jane and his aunts and mouthed "help me" to him. He smirked and playfully slapped Jack on the chest and said, "Besides, I got one helluva idea." Drew went up to his room to quickly pack an overnight bag for them.
He came back down the stairs and approached Cherry sitting at the dining room table. He got that boyishly charming grin on his face, "Jane, if yer at a place where I can borrow my fiancé fer the rest of tha day." Jane giggled, "Aye, dear boy. I got all I need fer flowers and such. Steal yer Love away." Cherry looked confused, "What's going on?" Drew stuck out his hand to her, "My Love, how about we go fer a walk? Ya did want me ta show ya around Ayr. Come let me show ya." She happily took his hand and stood up, "I would love to take a walk with you, Baby."
He held her hand tightly as they snuck out the side door. They started walking along a beautiful wooded path. She breathed in deep, "Oh, honeysuckle! The house where I grew up in North Carolina had honeysuckle bushes everywhere. I've missed that smell. I really love it here." He grinned as they walked. She said, "Ayr seems really small. I mean, look at Nashville, or even where Christine is from in Ohio. I love this. It's so quiet."
Cherry looked around at the older homes and small lawns on the quaint street they had come to. Drew said, "Aye. It is small. The whole country is small. Not too many of us Scots." She rubbed her tummy, "There's going to be two more soon. Well, part Scottish." He put his arm around her and kissed her forehead, "Part Scottish is good enough fer me. They're a part of both of us."
She said, "I guess it's a good time to mention that I am a quarter Scottish on my dad's side. So, the babies will be over half Scot." He raised his eyebrows "Oh, is that right? Bloody brilliant, Love! Just out of curiously, what else ya got in yer blood?' She said, "Well, on my mom's side, I'm French and Native American Cherokee. And my dad's side, Scottish…and Irish." Drew rolled his eyes, "Oh bloody hell! Let's not tell that ta Sheamo! I'll never live it down!"
She laughed at him as they came to the end of the street, standing in front of a huge home. Drew's eyes lit up as he looked at the sign for Ardwell Bed & Breakfast. He looked her, "So this is the place! It was once a youth home fer orphans and runaways, ya know." Cherry's eyes marveled at the beautiful house and grounds, "This is so… Wait a minute! What are you planning?" Her held her close by her waist, "I figured, we need some alone sexy time fer Big Daddy and his Hot Mama."
As Drew explained his plan, Cherry noticed a light on inside the old home. Then the light on the doorway turned on. The old oak door opened, and a kindly looking older lady appeared, "Well, hello ya two. Are ya visiting Ayr? Be needing a place ta stay?" She walked down the pathway towards Drew and Cherry. Drew smiled, looking at Cherry, "Aye, ma'am. I was explaining ta tha wife here about the history of the building." Cherry wanted to cry when Drew called her his wife.
The lady's eyes widened, "Well, if yer needing a big, soft bed fer the night and a delicious breakfast tomorrow morning, ya just let me know. Wait. Wait! Yer voice sounds so familiar." She scratched her head and realized, "Andrew? Andrew Galloway?" Drew grinned, "Yeah? It's me." The lady gasped, "Oh, Andrew! Yer all grown up and handsome! Ya don't remember yer mum's friend Sophia, eh?"
Drew said, "I do remember ya, Ms. Sophia." He hugged Sophia as she sized him up, "Oh Andrew! Look at ya. A big, strong, gorgeous grown man. Ya always said ya'd go ta America, and wrestle." She looked at Cherry and put her hands to her mouth, "And this beautiful young gal is yer missus?" Drew sheepishly smirked, "Aye, she is." Cherry stuck her hand out, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Sophia. My name is Cherry. Long story but we're not officially married. Not yet. We will be in three days."
Sophia patted her hand, "Aye, my dear lass. If yer in love, and have tha love of yer lifetime, then in the eyes of God, yer married. I knew his Mum well. His father and my husband worked together. Andrew, how's Stephen and Leigh? Those guys. Ya were always fighting. Always wrestling." He nodded, "Aye, we were. Leigh is here between Ayr and Glasgow. He wrestles with ICW. And Stephen went with me ta America. We've all lived our dream."
Seeing Sophia looking pleased, Drew looked thoughtful for a moment, "Ms. Sophia, I think the wife and I are gonna take ya up on yer offer. We'd love ta stay overnight." He leaned in to whisper with that charming wink, "And if ya got the best room in the house with a big king bed available fer a couple of nights, even better." She laughed gregariously, "Oh, yer such a saucy lad! We just happen ta have the big suite fer ya. Just follow me."
They followed her in through the oak door and Cherry remarked, "That breakfast tomorrow sounds good. And we are a bit bushed. It has been quite the long day." Drew squeezed her hand and said, "Aye. It's been quite the long tiring day, Love." Cherry nodded as they followed Sophia inside, looking around at the gorgeous living room and tea room.
Miss Sophia was all abuzz showing Drew and Cherry around the dining room area before heading upstairs to show them to their room. Drew laughed to himself as he watched Sophia take Cherry's hand, telling her all about Drew's childhood "Oh, my lass! Yer husband! Of all the kids, he was the silly one. Always making us laugh."
Cherry smiled, "He still does, Ms. Sophia. Trust me, he cracks me and my friends up all the time." Drew smiled, "I am a funny guy. My jokes are great!" Cherry rolled her eyes and smiled as Sophia continued, "Bacause yer like yer Mum, Angela. Oh, that woman had such a wit about her. But don't make her angry! Fer being a small lady, she took no bull from no one."
Cherry glanced at Drew as she listened to Sophia talk about his mom. She could see the slight sadness in his eyes. She reached her hand to his, squeezing it gently and kissed him on his cheek. Sophia opined, "Ah, poor Andy and the boys. When Angela passed, it wasn't a good time. But it makes my old heart happy that ya all found someone ta love."
They reached the top of the stairs. The second floor looked to have four bedrooms with each having their own private bath. She walked them to the left corner room and opened the door, "Here's the best room in the house. It has a distant view of River Ayr fer ya." Cherry looked around at the expansive room that had not only a private bath, but a sitting room area. She said, "Oh, this is beautiful. It's perfect!" Drew's eyes locked on Cherry as he said, "Aye. Perfect." Sophia shrugged and grinned, "Well, I'm not going to keep ya. I can tell what's gonna happen."
As soon as Sophia closed the door, Drew had his back to it as he locked the old brass doorknob. He drank in the sight of her as Cherry walked around the huge bed, looking out the large bay window at the Scottish lands, locating the view of River Ayr that Sophia had spoken about. She inhaled, "Drew, this is so beautiful. I thought our home in Riverside was gorgeous. It's nothing like this."
He sighed, "Nashville's home, Cherry." She said, "No. It's not. This is your home. Here in Scotland. Maybe someday it'll be my home too. Our children's home." She turned to him as Drew shook his head, "No. No, Cherry. Nashville is yer home. And it's my home now. It's gonna be our wee ones' home too. Ya can't change it. Besides, my home is wherever ya are, my Love."
Cherry bit her lip. She took a moment for her green eyes to take him all in. After the fight and the police dropping the charges, Drew had changed his clothes, wearing his favorite pair of low riding jeans and one of Jester's shirts from ICW, which fit him snuggly in the chest area. He said, slowly walking to her, "It's been quite a day, eh?"
She allowed herself a half laugh, "It was a tough one to say the least. But it turned out good. You and Sheamo took care of business. Our babies are safe. And we're getting married in three days. But the end of the day is the best. I'm alone with you." She wrapped her arms around his neck. Drew nodded, "Aye. Ole Sheamo and Christine are getting married. Finally."
She nodded too, "Finally! It took them long enough." Drew laughed, "Aye. The Celtic Snake and the Fiery Phoenix. They're made fer each other." She touched his bearded face, "I know how the feel." Drew couldn't take it anymore. He kissed Cherry with a fiery passion. Their tongues and lips moved in perfect rhythm as their hands greedily touched in places their bodies had been begging for. Cherry pulled away slightly and rested her hands on his mountainous chest, "Now, where did we leave off?"
Drew considered, "Well, Love, let's recap. We flew ta Scotland. Had a fight then hot makeup sex on the flight. Phoen gave Dad the crest. We got dressed up. Dad had a gathering fer us, Randal Keith showed up, we fought, I left. Jester and Sis brought me back, ya two fough. Those idiots showed up, Stu showed up, there was a big brawl. I beheaded a worthless pile of shit and my brother eviscerated another pile of shit. Phoen and Lady permanently disfigured my whore ex. Ya were in the hospital, we made up, and Sheamo and I were cleared of all charges. Did I miss anything? Oh! And my powerful, sexy Scottish sperm knocked ya up with twins."
Cherry laughed as she rubbed his chest, "Andrew! What am I going to do with you?" He took her hand and placed a kiss in her palm, "Whatever ya want ta, my Love. Allow me ta love ya, Cherry. Let me take care of ya the rest of our days. Give me the honor of being yer husband." She traced her fingers down his large biceps, "Damn it, you're so adorable. Such a romantic."
He puckered his lips, "Ya want romance, Love? Us Scottish lads know a bit about that. I mean, we got castles and ancient swords. We fight dragons and take care of the villains," he cupped her face as he talked, "and we always rescue the fair maiden." He kissed Cherry hard, then trailed kisses down the hollow of her throat. She moaned, "Oh god! Don't stop talking., I'm so horned up right now. These damn hormones!"
They both laughed as Drew ran his hand around her tummy. The goofy look he got on his face as he was wiggling his eyebrows made her snicker more. Then Drew said, stripping off he shirt, "Ok, enough talk. Time ta shag my missus!" Cherry giggled as Drew started to undress her, "You are so corny! I love you, Mr. Galloway."
He was slowly picking up her sweater, pulling it over her head and rubbing her belly again. Immediately he felt the two little energies of their babies. He paused with love in his eyes for a moment, "Our creation. These beautiful wee ones. Cherry, my beautiful wife." Suddenly, she rested her face on his chest and he could feel her tears on his skin. She sobbed "I'm sorry. I know it's the hormones, but it just hit me. We almost lost everything, Drew. Our love, our lives, our babies." He cradled her head and kissed her forehead, resting his at hers, "But we didn't, Love. We're alive and we're here tagather. Like we were always meant ta be."
He tenderly kissed her, wiping the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs. He reached around her back and unclasped her red bra, stroking her back as fell to the floor. She loved the feel of his warm, hairy skin next to her breasts. He sighed as she laid down on the bed and took his hand, "Come here and love me, my Scottish cowboy. I'm in the mood for my Big Daddy to fuck me"
He whispered, crawling to her, "Yer Daddy's right here, baby. And I always will be." He helped her kick her shoes off, and his soft but strong hands went to her waist, pulling her leggings off. He smiled at the thought of her belly swollen with their children. He marveled, "I can't believe yer pregnant." She said, "Me either. I guess you do have something huge, long, thick and hard that this lady wants to touch."
He smirked as he hovered over her, "Bloody hell! I don't want ta know why ya remember that promo. Mom hollered at me so bad fer saying I was gonna get grannies past menopause wet." She smiled, "She knew you were handsome." For a moment, he was silent as he looked down at Cherry in his arms. She asked, "What's wrong, baby?"
She shook his head, "Nothing. It's just… Tomorrow after yer dress appointment and we get our dress kilts, I'm taking ya to see Mum. Actually, I'd like the group ta see her. I think it'll do us, all of us, good. But I want ta introduce her ta her new daughter and her grandchildren." She smiled up at him, "Oh, Drew. That's such a wonderful idea."
He nodded, then got that adorable naughty smirk on his face, "That's tomorrow. As fer now..." His words trailed off as he kissed her. Drew sat up on his knees, popping his jeans button open and unzipping himself. As he shoved the waistband of his jeans and underpants down his thighs, Cherry only sighed at his long, thick cock, "Fuck! Baby, I'll never tire of seeing you nude."
He chuckled as he took the rest of his clothes off, "Uh huh. I know I'm one sexy Scotsman." She rolled her eyes and laughed, "God, you're so full of sh…" She didn't get to finish her sentence as another passionate kiss was shared between them as Drew slowly took her panties off. Cherry only cooed as his head dipped to take her already hardened nipple in his mouth and his fingers slid up to his treasure.
His thumb circled her pearl as his lips suckled hard on both breasts. His pointer finger slowly slipped inside and softly stroked that special spot within her sex. This ripped a cry from her lips and an orgasm from her body as her honey flowed all over his hand. He moaned as he licked his finger, praising her, "That's a good girl. That delicious taste. I'd starve without it, my Love."
Drew positioned his throbbing head at her entrance and slid slowly into her heat, her pussy stretching to welcome him home where he belonged. They started their familiar dance of lovemaking. The lust and love building tension as Drew's thrusts were very slow and soft. She marveled as Drew was almost too gentle, holding her tightly as he cradled her head.
Cherry took her face in her hands and said, "Drew, I'm OK. I'm not going to break. I'm not a China doll." He breathed out, "Sorry, Love. I'm just scared ta hurt ya. Yer head, the babies. I don't wanna harm them." Cherry shook her head, "You won't. I'll prove it." She pushed against his massive shoulder, turning Drew to lay on his back as she straddled his muscular and hairy thighs, running her fingertips down his hairy chest and torso. He growled "Fuck! Cherry! Don't hurt yerself!"
She leaned over and kissed him, then put her pointer finger to his lips, "Shusshhh. I want Daddy to rest. Daddy deserves it." She used her hand to guide his cock to her entrance and impaled herself on his engorged length hilt deep. She started to roll her hips against his hard member, the tip of his head rubbing forcefully against her core.
He hummed and moaned, "Cherry! Damn it!" Drew shut his eyes, not caring when tears fell freely from his eyes, "I love ya so much, baby! Oh goddamn, that feels like heaven!" She said, "I love you too, Drew!", as she still bounced and bucked wildly on him. He thrusted up into her, finding that sweet spot and feeling her tighten like a coil.
Her orgasm was totally different than all the other times they had made love. He felt her quiver as she came all over him. He thrusted up into her harder still, his head falling back as his own orgasm was intensely upon him. He groped her succulent breasts, his fingertips brushing her darkened nipples. He groaned, "I need ta taste ya again. I hunger, my Love." He was panting with want, out of breath and covered in a sheen of sweat. Cherry leaned down, giving Drew another mouthful of her breast. She inhaled his musky man smell, the heat from his skin with the scent turned her on even more.
Drew rolled over on her, slamming into her powerfully as their skin slapping echoed around the room. She screamed with another orgasm as he shouted out to her with his, "Fuck! I love ya!" They both cried as they reached that sweet plateau. Cherry hummed as Drew's body stiffened emptying his seed deep into her, growling as he came off the high. He leaned gently into her for a kiss, their tears both flowing from their eyes. All the emotion felt from the last couple of days struck them both in that sacred moment. This was the most intense and beautiful love they had ever made.
After laying in the blissful, sated fallout from their sex wrapped in each other's arms and legs, they showered and changed into some fresh clothes that Drew smuggled out in the overnight bag. After dinner, as the sun set, Cherry snuggled under the covers wearing Drew's Johnny Cash t-shirt.
She watched Drew come out of the bathroom for bed. She sat up and gasped, "Drew? Underpants? You're seriously wearing underpants?" He walked around the bed, posing for her in his red boxer briefs, "I figured why not? Eh? I thought you'd like it." She smiled as she laid back, "I do like it, and you're a big dork. I'm going to bed, Galloway." Drew laughed and removed the underpants, "Damn allergy is acting up!"
He heard her faintly giggle as he climbed in under the covers and cuddled up against her back. He snuzzled against her neck and kissed her gently on the cheek. She loved the feel of his beard and body flushed against her, making her feel warm and safe. The traumatic events, their lovemaking and the babies had zapped what was left of her energy. He whispered in her ear, "But ya still love me, right?" She leaned into his chest, "As you told me earlier, always and forever.", she mumbled as sleep overtook her.
Drew roused from his deep slumber in the middle of the night. He was lying on his back with his right arm extended to hold Cherry. When he peeped through his sleepy blue eyes, he saw that she was not lying on his arm. She was not in the bed with him. His heart jumped in panic for a moment, but he realized that they were now safe. They didn't have to worry about the disgusting baggage that had weighted them both down during their relationship. He quickly rose from the bed and stretched.
He didn't bother putting on any clothing as he walked into the living room area of the suite. Just as he thought, he found her sitting in the oversized leather chair. She was covered in a white crocheted blanket and looked deep in thought. He sighed and smiled as he stared at her. He thought to himself that she was so tough and strong, but she had a beautiful vulnerability to her that only he was allowed to see. He would never take that lightly and vowed to keep her safe and loved forever.
Cherry was staring out the window into the darkness, with her hair tussled, sitting on the chair with her knees up to the side. She had so many things running through her mind as she felt those strong, warm hands caress her shoulders and those lips kiss the top of her head. She looked up to see Drew above her with that heart stopping grin on his face. He nodded his head up quickly, she stood and allowed his to sit in the chair. He gently pulled her down to curl up on his lap with her head resting on his chest, covering their bodies with the blanket.
He said, "What's going on in that beautiful head, baby? I'm surprised yer awake. Ya were quite drained earlier." She said, "I had a nightmare and I couldn't go back to sleep." He held her a little closer, "Ya don't have ta worry, my Love. Yer real nightmare is over." She said, "It is, thanks to you. My brave, hunky Scottish knight in shining armor." He huffed, "I see myself more as a warrior, out on the field of battle with no underpants under my kilt."
She playfully slapped him on the chest, "No surprise there." He said, "OK, what are ya thinking about? The wedding? The babies? Me naked?" She huffed, "I'm always thinking about that, thank you. But I have been contemplating something and I've made a decision. After we're married and I go to legally change my last name to Galloway…" She took a deep breath, "…I've decided to change my first name back to Leslie."
He looked at her concerned, "Are ya sure? I thought ya said ya killed her." She shook her head, "No. All that happened in that alley with Phil made me realize that she's still within me. That scared girl is a part of me. Y'all can still call me Cherry, I truly don't mind. But I don't have to hide who I am anymore. The boogeyman is dead. I need to reclaim my true identity. He stole if from me, and I'm taking it back. Besides, it's the name my mom gave me. I want to honor her since she's no longer with me."
He cupped her face and kissed her forehead, "I think it's a brilliant idea, my Love. Ya should never ferget where ya came from and yer heritage. And it's a beautiful name. Ya know, Leslie is a Scottish name. Leslie Galloway is probably the most Scottish name in history, sa I love it." She laughed, "Yes, I know it's Scottish in origin. It means "holly garden". My mom told me this years ago. But she wasn't thinking of that when she named me. It was after Elizabeth Taylor's character in the movie Giant."
He smoothed her hair and said, "It doesn't matter. I love yer name, whether it's Leslie or Cherry. I will always call you my Love." She shifted her legs to straddle his thighs and kissed him. She started licking and lightly nibble on his neck, whispering, "I love you, Drew. Take me back to bed." He wrapped her legs around his waist and stood up, allowing the blanket to fall at his feet. He cradled her ass as she removed his shirt from her body and threw it on the floor. He walked her back to the huge white framed bed as they made sexy, passionate love again before once again succumbing to sleep. This time, there were no nightmares. Only peaceful, sweet dreams filled their heads in slumber.