Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 7642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 38(@200wpm)___ 31(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 7642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 38(@200wpm)___ 31(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
“I Hudson Eli Grayson take you, Mary Jane Morris to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, for as long as we both shall live. This I vow to you.”
“Mary?” the pastor says, and she nods.
“I, Mary Jane Morris take you Hudson Eli Grayson to be my husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, for as long as we both shall live. This I vow to you.
“Excellent. You will now exchange rings symbolizing the lifelong commitment you are entering into. Hudson, please place this ring on Mary’s finger and repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed.”
“With this ring, I thee wed.”
“Mary, please place this ring on Hudson’s finger and repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed.”
“With this ring, I thee wed.”
“Hudson and Mary, having witnessed this union in front of your family and friends, by the power invested in me by the great state of North Carolina and by Almighty God, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride,” he finishes, and I waste no time. I put my hands on her waist and pull he toward me and kiss her softly while flashes go off around us. We tried our hardest to keep the ceremony as private as possible, but that proved impossible, so we’re rolling with it. “Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present Mr. and Mrs. Hudson Grayson for the very first time.”
“I love that,” she whisper into my ear after I release her lips, but I don’t let her go.
“Me too, babe. Me too.”
The modern outdoor ceremony was thankfully quick, I think as we walk back down the aisle hand in hand. She’s finally mine in every way. She smiles and waves at people as we walk past them. We let people sit where they wanted to so her side wouldn’t be so empty. We step inside the venue where the reception is being held and wait. We still have about twenty minutes before the photographer will be ready for pictures. Our guests will be enjoying cocktails while we do that.
“Can you help me with something, Husband?” she asks, practically dragging me over to a door.
“I’d do anything for you wife,” I tell her chuckling as pulls the door open to a nicely appointed retiring room. “Where are we?”
“I think this room is for breastfeeding, but the door locks.”
“Does it now?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. I know I’ve created a monster when it comes to sex, but so did she.
“Uh-huh,” she says, nodding. She looks so innocent in that white dress when I know she’s anything but.
“Is there something you want?” I ask as she hikes the voluminous skirt of her dress up to her hips. She’s not wearing any panties, just a blue lacy garter. Sweet Jesus.
“You know what I want, Hudson. Don’t make me beg.”
“But you know that I love it when you beg me.”
“Not this time. Fuck me, Hudson. Fuck your wife.”
I growl and lunge for her, opening my pants as I do. Her dirty fucking mouth will always be my undoing. She moans as I kiss her, gripping her hips, grinding my already hard cock against her soft, smooth skin.
In seconds, I am inside of her tight wet pussy. I’m the only man that will ever be inside of her like this. I thank God every day for giving her to me. Making her just for me. I’m fucking her like it’s my last day on Earth. Only she can do this to me. She’s the only woman I’ll ever know like this. The only woman I’ll ever love. The only woman I’ll ever worship.
She is mine, now and forever.
Hail Mary, full of grace, indeed.
EPILOGUE
MARY
TWO YEARS LATER
Marrying Hudson Grayson was the best thing I’ve ever done. He’s given me a family. A mom and a dad who love me like crazy. I love them too. I thought that acting and earning money would make me happy, and while it does, I know now that it would never have been enough. I need Hudson to survive. We both travel a lot for work, but we make time for each other. We take turns traveling to the other when I am location somewhere. We don’t go more than four days without seeing each other. It’s hard, but he’s retiring at thirty-three then we’ll be together all the time. He’s still a beast on the field and I wouldn’t be surprised if that retirement age squeaks out just a little bit further. The house in LA is only used when I’m filming there, but it will be our home base in two to three years.