D A M I E N
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Spring
There were no bouquets or flower arrangements, no grandiose decorations, no rows of seats with friends and family sitting in them. No long dinner tables done up with expensive silverware and centerpieces, and there wasn't any catering or waiters to hand out champagne glasses and appetizers. And once the ceremony concluded, there would be no reception or any kind of after-party either.
Instead, the two of us stood in my family's museum on a regular evening, where few people were still idling outside in the atrium, admiring the other exhibits. The only thing that varied this night from most was the long gown she was in, the suit that I wore, the officiant in front of us, and the new band of gold that sat on my ring finger along with a second one to match the garnet already on hers.
We were also tucked away in a little exhibit I hadn't been in since I first dedicated the space over two years ago. There was just the dim glow coming from the golden wall sconces along with the show lights above that shot down on the only two pieces of art in the room, one being the painting on the wall that I had done so many nights ago, and the other, my soon-to-be wife.
When I pictured marrying her, I planned on it being the event of the century with everything over the top and more, as I not only wanted the best of the best for her but to show her off to everyone who would attend and have the chance to tell the world about a woman as rare as her.
But as defiant as she is, she wanted to save the blown-out night for sometime in the fall because such a red-letter day belongs to us and only us, she told me, thus the choice of setting. And while she was right, a wedding with or without people, I'd still only ever see her. She had me forever stuck.
"Monsieur DuPont?" The officiant snapped me out of the short trance. My eyes have not left the woman in red next to me since our private ceremony began. I looked at him. "You may kiss your wife now."
Wife. I really fucking liked the sound of that. He didn't have to tell me twice.
Before she had the chance to fully face me, I hooked her by the waist and pulled her in, bringing my other hand up to cup her face and kiss her. I kissed her hard as if it was the last thing I'd ever get to do. Her lips melted into mine like they were made for me, and all I could focus on was how sweet she always tasted and how now, I could taste her for the rest of my life.
She pulled away, gently tugging my bottom lip before doing so, the little act sending billows of heat all over my body. Her hands found my face and she grazed her fingers over my cheeks while I noticed a little glass-like twinkle in her eyes.
"I love you," she whispers, a tear falling.
I wipe it away, feeling the same itch behind my eyes. "And I love you."
Keeping us still for a few moments more, I take in her face, just staring and soaking up every last bit of the residual high that getting married to the girl in my arms had caused me. I kiss her again, this time on her cheek before finally prying myself away from her. I exchanged a few words with the officiant, thanking him for his time, and then he found his way through the door, leaving the two of us alone. I look down at my wife again, feeling like the ground underneath me shifts every single time I see those eyes of hers.
"Shall we, Mrs. Adams DuPont? I'd like to get started on this newly married life of ours. Tonight, perhaps?" I held out my hand for her to grab as we walked out of the tiny exhibit. I leaned in, my lips nearly brushing her ear. "I'm just dying to kiss your lips again, and not the ones on your face."
She straightened out next to me, goosebumps washing over her skin and making me chuckle. I'd intended for more than a congratulatory toast and a getaway trip for us tonight. I told her a week ago that we'd be spending the next month doing those silly honeymoon traditions our way. Instead of beaches and mimosas, we'd check out of life for the next thirty days, confined to our newly renovated home where I'd be dining off of the pretty prize in between her legs and fucking her body to every new length.
We'd have lots of time for traveling. Thirty days completely detached from everything except each other was the rarest thing the two of us would ever experience. There wasn't a single thing in the world that would make me give up this time with her. The world would surely have to burn first.
Slipping her hand into mine, I led us out of the exhibit, back down the long hallway towards the entrance where Julien had been waiting outside for us in the Cullinan. We approached the car, the night air chilling us as I opened the door, letting her climb in first so she could keep warm. I followed in behind her, clasping her hand into my lap again and nodding to Julien through the rearview for him to take us home before the partition went up.
Her fingers squeezed mine and I looked at her, seeing her eyes already on me, and despite the lack of light in the car, it was hard to mistake the gleam in her eyes for anything other than twisted. She licked her lips, sinking her teeth into the bottom one, one corner of her mouth curling up like she had been imagining something. I could feel the warmth in my groin begin to mount and if she didn't quit looking at me like that, Julien would be hearing a lot more than the faint instrumental that sounded through the car speakers.
As if she read my mind, a little laugh escaped her before she tore her eyes away from me and to the window. I swallowed, feeling the hold she had on me dissipate a little, and I relaxed into the seat, letting my mind drift off to places she'd soon know about once I locked all the doors to our house and she became game.
Her head now against my shoulder, I leaned down to her for the first of many orders I'd give her tonight. "When we get home, I want you upstairs waiting for me at the door, with all of your clothes off. Do anything else other than what I've told you, and every bit of pleasure I planned on giving you tonight won't be yours anymore."
She nodded and although she acted as if she agreed, I knew she'd try something anyway. She knew it too, the attitude she gave was what got her off, and as much as she pressed my buttons because of it, I'd never deny her of being herself.
That was our little game, and tonight, we'd play.
❦
We pulled through the gates, up to the house, and Vera went inside first while I talked to Julien about the month vacation I'd just given him before I told him goodbye and he left back down the driveway. I trained up the front steps of the house, hoping she was doing as she was told, although I wasn't really counting on it. She knew the consequences, but just like the little aberrant piece she is, she'd reap benefits instead.
Making sure both the garage door and the back doors were all locked for the night, I walked back around to the front of the house and jogged up the concrete steps.
Moving past the entryway, my ears fell on the distant sound of a violin coming from upstairs, the haunting tune registering as some Apocalyptica song. Locking the front door behind me, I threw the set of keys into the glass bowl on the side table, slipped off my shoes, and made my way up the staircase. Reaching the second floor, the sound growing louder and the tempo picking up, I rounded the corner, noticing the door to our little valley was slightly open, the noise coming from inside.
I cocked an eyebrow, knowing that the only person in that room was her. Someplace she shouldn't have been without me, at that.
A few months ago, on a night when she wanted something of her own that wasn't given to her by me, we decided on renovating the space in a way that suited her tastes and satisfied her curiosities more. I left her up to it, picking out pieces she liked, new ones she was interested in trying, others she loved that she wanted to add her touch to. I even told her she could break down walls if she wanted. One of two orders I had for her was that I wanted her to design the intimate room with herself in mind. It wasn't just mine now, it was hers as well.
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