"Dad-Daddy-Dad-Father!" A frustrated smile formed on my lips. We went over to my parents house yesterday to tell them the news and my dad had mixed emotions about the whole thing. He wanted to do his part and pay for most of the wedding, but he also wanted to break down and cry because now he knew there was no chance that I'd give up my small
apartment and come running home to him. "Daddy, we just jumped into this thing, can you at least let me figure out what I want to do before we start the actual planning?"


I sighed, listening to every word he said. Apparently I needed to take the time to make sure this is what I really wanted, and if it was, mom said I need to think about who all is going to stand beside me and how I should pick dresses according to everyone's skin tone, that way they don't look like a bunch of clowns. I giggled to myself before I bid my father goodnight and hung up the phone.


Thankfully, Tom was spending the night so we could discuss everything that'd happened over the last few days. This was seriously so much to take in and I felt so overwhelmed.


"Does he not want us to get married, Aubree?"


"No, he does. The latest concern is the color theme and how my bridesmaids shouldn't look like clowns."


Tom snickered and slid the computer screen towards me. Of course he knew me like the back of his hand, so he'd managed to go online and start me a wedding website where I'd have a free online planner. Sometimes I hate being a perfectionist, but in times like this, it comes in handy.


"Have you asked Jack or Nate to be your best man yet?"


"I figured I'd ask Jack next time I see him. What about you?"


"Well, I should ask Ali to be my maid of honor, but she's too young to take it seriously. Besides, Stella is just like a sister to me anyway, so I think I'll ask Stella and just have Ali as a bridesmaid. It won't look weird if we only have two people on each side, will it Tom?"


"Not at all, my love."


"I think one day next week I'll take my mom, Ali and Stella dress shopping, too. You should probably take the guys to look at suits and all that jazz. Don't get them ties yet, though, I want those to match the wedding colors. Also we need-"


"Aubree, stop it," Tom cupped my face in his hands. "You've got way too much on your plate right now. I know you didn't want to get married until you finished school, so don't drown yourself in all of this wedding stuff. Finish your lesson tomorrow and then focus on one thing, so on."


"You really do know me so well," I sighed, leaning my forehead against his. "I promise, I'll take a step back and enjoy this."


Tom grinned, his fingers brushing against my cheek. This was all so new to me, being a bride trying to juggle college only added to the pressure, but I knew with Tom's help I could do anything I set my mind to. He was absolutely perfect- Perfect for me. Without hesitation, I pressed my lips to his, catching him off guard. He fell back on the bed, me falling on top of him, as our lips continued to move in perfect sync.


To say I loved everything about Tom would be an understatement. I loved the way he tasted, the way he smelled, the way his skin felt against my own. I loved his mind, I loved his style, I loved the look in his eyes when he wanted nothing but me.


My breath caught in my throat as the realization of everything hit me. Tom and I would be married, we would spend the rest of our lives together. Comfort washed through my veins. I suppose Tom took my body relaxing against his own as a sign that I wanted more out of this moment than just a kiss and he was correct.


He grabbed my hips and rolled us over with such a passionate force I felt my lungs give out, a small moan leaving my mouth. Tom smirked, his lips connecting with my neck as his teeth grazed my skin.


"Are you sure this is what you want, Aubree?" He mumbled into my collar bone, his fingers dancing down my stomach. "I don't want you to regret a single thing you do with me."


My back arched as his fingers danced over my shorts. He smirked into my neck, sitting up long enough to pull me up with him, where he tossed my shirt to the floor and his quickly followed. Since we hadn't had any real plans tonight, I hadn't been wearing a bra, so his teeth connected with my nipples while his tongue danced over them, making me squirm beneath him.


"You know I could never regret anything I do with you."


Tom nodded against my breast, his teeth letting go of my erect nipple as his tongue slid down to my hip bone. I grunted, my chest rising and falling rapidly now. He knew what teasing did to me and that's exactly why he was doing it. He ran his fingers up and down my thigh and he yanked the top of my shorts down, my underwear falling with them. He trailed kisses all the way down to my clit, letting his tongue slide over the bundle of nerves one good time before he sat back up, pulling the clothes over my legs to toss those to the side as well.


Glancing at the love of my life, I let my eyes linger on his body. Fuck, he was amazing. Tom smirked at my admiration, his thumb grazing my nerves once more, making me toss my head back with a moan.


"Tell me you want this, Aubree. Tell me you want a life and a future with me."


"I want this, Tom," I managed to speak through my moans, my head lifting off the pillow just enough for me to make eye contact with him. "I want you. I won't regret it, I swear."


He seemed to understand that I was just talking about the wedding. No, I was talking about everything. Tom smiled his beautiful smile and quickly pulled off his shorts and boxers, leaning down to kiss my lips with nothing but love. I wrapped my fingers through his hair, a soft moan falling from my tongue as his length danced around my lips. As a reaction, my legs locked around his waist and I bucked my hips towards him, begging him to fill me up.


"I love you, Aubree," he mumbled into my mouth, moving his hips just to tease me.


"I love you, too," I whispered, anxious. "But I hate it when you tease me."


Using all of the strength I had in my arms, I pushed Tom off of my body so that he was laying on his back. He rose an eyebrow as I climbed on top of him, my lips instantly going back to his as I slid myself down on his member. He grunted into my lips, the sexiest grunt I'd ever heard, as I slid myself up down his length. I sat up so that my entire body was exposed to him, using my legs to slide up and down while my hips moved to add to the pleasure.


"Fuck, Aubree," Tom moaned, throwing his head back.


I began to move faster, pleasure completely consuming my body. Tom seemed to catch on, because he lifted his head to watch me move while one hand squeezed my breast and other made it's way back to my clit, where he added enough pressure as he moved his finger to drive me wild. By now, he was also moving his own body so I could take in every inch of him.


"Oh shit," I grunted, my orgasm close. "Don't stop, Tom."


His finger worked a little faster as his hips began to thrust into me harder. I was panting as my stomach tightened, a screamish moan leaving my lips as release hit me like a brick. My body shook as I fell against Tom's chest, my orgasm so strong I could barely breathe. He gave my hips a squeeze as he lifted them off of his body, using me to finish himself off with pure ecstacy. Tom let out loud moan, matching mine, as he exploded deep inside of me.
We took a moment to let the feeling pass before I slid off of his body, the unfamiliar feeling grossing me out a bit.


"Did you just...?"


"Yeah," he whispered, pulling me close to his chest. "Is that, well, is that-"


"It's okay," I smiled, kissing his shoulder. "Whatever happens was meant to be."

Notes

It's getting sexy up in hereee!
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-Jess<3.