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Raptured

Crashing down on me

Avery’s POV

“What do you say we get out of here?” Brian’s lips were at my neck as I set down my fork and napkin, and all I could do was nod. He had been tracing his calloused fingers up and down my thigh all night, driving me insane. I wanted him more than anything but now that we were both done eating, there was nothing holding us back.

He pulled me out of the booth in one swift motion, dropped a stack of bills on the table, and pulled me toward the car. The whole car ride back home, Brian’s hand was trailing my inner thigh, each stroke moving higher and higher. He was teasing me and closed my eyes and put my head back against the headrest, suppressing the moan that wanted to escape when he touched my delicate area. “Mmm…I hope you’re ready for me, baby girl. Tonight and forever you are mine…”

As soon as the car stopped, Brian ran over to my door, helped me out, threw me over his shoulder, and raced toward the front door. Once we were safely inside the dark entryway, Brian pinned me to the wall and captured my lips in a hungry kiss.

Every nerve ending in my body exploded and I couldn’t help but moan against his lips, my fingers tangling in his long hair. I had been waiting all night for this. “Oh…Brian…”

“That’s a good girl…” he murmured, his fingers moving to tease the lace fabric of my panties underneath the short black dress I was wearing. His magic fingers moved against my clit as I moaned his name again.

As if that was the cue to move, Brian kissed me hungrily one more time before he threw me over his shoulder again and raced up the stairs. "Oh I want to fuck you so bad," he growled in my ear after he set me down on my own two feet.

“Is that so, Mr. Gates?” I teased, keeping a step ahead of him as we played chase into the bedroom.

“Oh, I think you know, love,” he purred, pinning me to the wall again. His hard member stabbed me in the thigh as his fingers instantly moved to cup my face and take my lips captive once again. Our tongues danced in a battle for dominance while Brian’s hands moved to the back of my dress, pulling it down in one swift motion. I moaned into the kiss as his hands roamed my body, making my skin feel like it was on fire. My hands quickly moved down to free the throbbing erection stabbing me in stomach.

The next thing I knew, we were both naked on the bed and I was kissing down his bare chest. "Oh fuck..." Brian moaned, as I got closer to his throbbing member. Brian buried his hands in my long curly locks and I took his length into my mouth. Damn he tasted good and I couldn’t help but tease him a little bit. I moved agonizingly slow up and down, Brian leaning back with a moan in pure ecstasy.

“Fuck…enough of this…I’m supposed to be making you scream. I need you now!” Brian growled, his tone full of lust and hunger.

Suddenly I was thrown back on the bed, bouncing slightly as my head landed on the stack of pillows. Brian looked down at me with a smirk on his face, his eyes trailing down over my naked form. Slowly he moved down and kissed over every inch of my skin, making me squirm under his touch as he played with my clit.

“Oh god Bri…” I breathed, feeling my body reaching that euphoric state. I arched my back, wordlessly begging him for more as he took turns suck on my nipples. I threw my head back with a moan, causing him to suck harder and spread my legs. Oh god I wanted him.

"You're so fucking beautiful..." he breathed, positioning himself above me. Brian teasingly ran his fingers up and down my dripping wet folds, causing me to moan, arch my back, and buck wildly at his teasing fingers. "You're so tight and wet..."

"Oh god please don't tease me anymore, Bri," I cried before he gave me a wicked smirk.

“Who do you belong with?” Brian positioned himself at my entrance, making me almost whimper to feel that throbbing mass there. I closed my eyes and tried to push myself onto him but he just chuckled, keeping out of reach. “SAY IT!”

“You…” I murmured but he just shook his head with a mischievous smirk. “Say it louder”

“I belong with you!” I said and was rewarded with a hard and deep penetrating thrust. I screamed out his name only for him to pull out again. “Who are you marrying?

“You…” I cried but this time he shook his head. What kind of game was this? It was like pure torture. He quickly slammed in and out of me five times before stopping again. “Say my name…”

“I’m marrying Brian,” I gasped, feeling him pound into me quickly. I threw my head back, about ready to cry from the pleasure that he was giving me. “Oh god Brian…” I cried as he mercilessly pumped in and out as hard as he could. It felt like my inner walls were shatter as I screamed, unable to do anything else.

“Who do you love?”

“I-I…” I panted, not able to form a coherent thought.

“God fucking damn your tight…who do you love? Tell me!” he demanded, his thrusts driving me crazy. I was so close to the edge that I was ready to jump off.

“I-I…” I stammered, only for him to pound harder, if that was even possible. “SAY IT!” he yelled. “Tell me who you love, Ave!”

“I-I love you Brian Haner…” I gasped, my body suddenly over taken by a mind-blowing orgasm. I screamed his name as I floated in the darkness, only to come down when he was panting on top of me. By the looks of it, his release was just as powerful as mine.

“I love you, Ave,” Brian whispered in my ear as he pulled me into his side.

The next morning, I awoke to the sound of the alarm clock screaming next to the bed. I moaned and tried to move my aching body to turn it off, only to realized that I was tangled in Brian’ strong embrace. He had been true to his word of making me scream all night long and I felt like I had just drifted off when the alarm went off. But we couldn’t hit snooze today because we had a flight to catch.

“Bri…” I tiredly grumbled, shaking him gently. “Bri…we’ve got to get up…we’ve got our pre-wedding brunch with the wedding party.” He groaned and rolled over, hitting the snooze button on the alarm clock. “No babe, we’ve got to get up. We need to get ready,” I insisted, moving to straddle him. As soon as I was on top of him, I saw his eyes open with a smirk.

“You ready for more?” Brian’s groggy voice sounded and I just laughed, feeling his growing member move underneath me.

“No, but I am ready for you to get out of bed,” I said, leaning down and pecking his lips. “We’ve got to leave in an hour for the hotel. We can’t be late or we’ll miss our own wedding stuff. So up and at ‘em soldier,” I teased, patting his chest as I moved to get up. Only Brian had other plans. He quickly rolled us both over so that he was pinning me to the bed.

“How about we have one more round and then we go,” he suggested, his need ready to press into me.

I took in a shaky breath knowing that he was trying to distract me because we wouldn’t have any alone time until after the ceremony tomorrow. The next time I would be alone with Brian, I would officially be Mrs. Brian Haner Jr. and we would be leaving for our honeymoon in the Bahamas. I couldn’t wait to start my forever with the man of my dreams.

“As nice as that sounds, babe. We have to go,” I said gently, patting his chest. “Everyone is checking in at eleven and will be waiting for us at the brunch.” And with that, I gently pushed him off of me and headed toward the bathroom, but not before hearing his loud groan as I shut the door.

“Better get ready, Mr. Haner.”


Matt’s POV

“Sanders! Sanders!”

I groaned and rolled over in bed, feeling my head already pounding from a hangover. Fuck, I really needed to stop drinking my life away, but it was the only thing that took away the pain. I just felt like something was missing and that nothing could fill that void. I knew I wasn’t acting like myself, but I didn’t really know who that was anymore—Maya had taken part of me with her when we broke up. She was my whole fucking life, and I was ready to make her mine forever. But could she even bother to show up? Fuck no, she was too busy doing god knows what. She fucking threw what we had away.

Well, I hoped she was fucking happy with her choice. I still didn’t know how she could just stand me up, lie to me, and throw everything with a drop of a hat. Did I really mean that little to her? And to think that I went through all that trouble to propose… The memory of that night made me sick and all I wanted to do was reach for another bottle of whiskey.

“Sanders! Open this fucking door or I’m going to break it down!” the voice continued to shout, making my head spin. “You’re really starting to fucking worry me!”

“I’m fucking fine!” I yelled from my bed, hiding my head in the pillow. I just wanted the pain and the spinning to stop. My friends just didn’t understand that it was easier to forget than to deal with it, especially when I knew I wasn’t important to her anymore. That crushed me inside. I love Maya more than anything and she just threw it all away. And for what? I just hoped she was fucking happy with her choice.

“We’ve supposed to be at the hotel for Gates’ and Ave’s pre-wedding brunch, so get your ass moving!” the voice called and I didn’t even care who it was right now. I just wanted to forget everything and go back to sleep where things were right again. Where I wouldn’t have to think about seeing Maya, and where I seemed to find some peace from the dull aching pain that was ripping apart my insides.

It never failed. Every time I closed my eyes, there she was everything was back to normal. I could still imagine exactly how she felt in my arms and how her lips tasted. You could never forget someone who touched your life in such a way. God, I fucking missed her…

“Get your ass out of bed!” I suddenly felt a pillow hit me in the head and I instantly sat up. How the fuck did they get into my room, let alone my house, and who the hell was it anyway? “It’s time to go. I am sick of this shit! Get you ass out of bed!”

“What the?” I looked around bewildered to see both Jimmy and Zack standing in front of me with their arms crossed. “Oh fuck,” I grumbled, tried to the same lecture for the past week.

“You need help, Shads,” Jimmy said sadly, shaking his head at me.

“Gates is fucking counting on you. You need to pull your shit together and put on your big boy pants at least for the next twenty-four hours. After the wedding you can go back to moping around, but for now we are counting on you.” Zack continued and I really wished he’d go away.

I didn’t want to relive this all again. Hearing that I needed to suck it up and move on was the last thing I needed, though deep down I knew they were right. I needed to get my shit together, at least enough to fake it for Brian and Ave’s big day. Though I had no idea what I was going to do when I had to face her later today. Maybe avoidance was the best solution, as much as it fucking hurt.

“You don’t fucking understand, okay!” I shakily staggered out of bed and made my way into the bathroom, pulling on a pair of jeans and a black tank, and a flannel shirt. “Neither of you have any fucking idea what I’m going through.”

“Yeah, because we’ve never had a breakup, right,” Zacky scoffed and I rolled my eyes, turning to look at him. I could feel my anger rising in a split second.

“It wasn’t just a fucking break up!” I raged, slamming my fist down on my dresser. “She fucking stood me up and then broke up with me! I was going to propose and she didn’t even show! How the fuck am I supposed to move on and pretend she didn’t fucking crush me?!”

Zack let out a long sigh as Jimmy looked down at the floor. Neither of them said anything and I scoffed, pushing past them out of my bedroom. With each step I took, my head throbbed painfully, reminding me just how much I hurt on the inside. It literally felt like Maya had stabbed me in the heart with a long shard of glass, and each beat radiated the pain, making it harder and harder to move forward. God, this fucking sucked.

When I entered the kitchen I instantly pulled the bottle of Patron out of the cupboard and took a long sip. The liquid burned all the way down, kissing my insides with the burning desire that I craved. I just wanted to the pain to stop and to forget about it all, even though deep down I wanted Maya back in my arms. I just didn’t understand how it all came crashing down.


“Oh, no, we are not fucking doing this!” Zack was suddenly next to me again, ripping the bottle of tequila out of my hand. I stepped toward him, a growl escaping me but he just put his hand on my chest shaking his head with a sad expression. “You are one of the best men at this wedding. Haner is going to be a mess as it is. The last thing we need is for you to be shitfaced too!”

“I’m not going to be shitfaced,” I snapped, grabbing the bottle back and taking another swig. “I just need something to take the edge off.”

“This isn’t going to help, Matt,” Zack sighed and I set the bottle back down on the counter, leaning forward and staring into the grey marble. “I know breaking up with Maya sucks—”

I scoffed and shook my head. “You don’t know the half of it…”

“But maybe seeing her will help you both come around. Have you tried talking to her?” he asked as Jimmy appeared in the kitchen with his phone pressed to his ear. He seemed to be having a hushed conversation and my heart sped up. Was he talking to Maya? Fuck, why did I even care?

“Shads? Have you talked to her?” Zack asked again and I shook my head, shaking away my thoughts.

“To say what?” I laughed humorously. “Why did you fucking lie to me and stand me up?”

Zack sighed and ran his hand over his face. “Did you ever think that maybe you both over reacted to the situation? That maybe you’re both hotheaded and fucking Trevor sabotaged you yet a-fucking-gain?” he asked and I threw my hands up in the air.

“I know he fucking did! He even fucking told me!” I raged, slamming my fist down again. “But would she listen? Fuck no! She took his side like she always does and turns a blind eye to his bullshit! When will she open her fucking eyes?!” I could feel the emotions bubbling up again and I pulled the bottle of Patron to my lips, taking a few long drags from the bottle. I just wanted it all to go away.

“I don’t know, man, but maybe just try talking to her at the rehearsal?” Zack suggested and I shook my head.

“I’m not going to talk to her. The ball is in her court. If she wants to apologize for all the bullshit, I’ll think about talking to her, but until she realizes that this is her fault, I don’t even want to see her,” I hissed before turning and heading toward the closet to get my tux and overnight bag.

“You know you don’t mean that…” Was he really fucking following me? “I bet if you just tried talking to her you would—”

“I don’t want to fucking talk about it anymore so drop it.” I snapped, grabbing my bag and heading out the door. “I just want to get this shit over with so I can drown in a the bottom of a bottle.” Jimmy and Zack looked at each other but didn’t say anything as they followed me to Zack’s car. Good, at least they took the hint.

The whole car ride to the hotel and while checking in I couldn’t get Maya’s face out of my head. She was always fucking there, haunting my thoughts and any segment of a dream that I thought I had. I couldn’t deny that I was still madly in love with her, but what she did fucking hurt. How was I going to face her today?

There was no way that I could pretend nothing happened between us with all these feelings swarming around inside of me. That would just be freaking suicide on my part! Maybe we would both be better off if I kept my distance from her for now. She was the one who needed to figure out what she wanted, not me. Maya was all that I ever wanted.

So that’s what I did. I avoided Maya at every possible meeting, starting with the brunch. I was just going to enjoy my time with Gates, Ave, and the rest of the guys and keep my distance. That was the only thing I could do.

“How are you holding up, Shads?” Gates asked over top of Avery’s head. Fuck, I wished everyone would stop asking. I was fine, plan and simple. I just wanted everyone to leave me alone so I could move on with my life and forget about those haunting brown eyes.

“I’m fine so just drop it, okay? ” I sighed and picked up my coffee. Just as I brought the cup to my lips, I saw Maya enter the room with the Berry brothers. Fuck. She looked drop dead gorgeous in a short blue dress and her hair curled. My heart started to race like mad in my chest and I mental cursed at it. Didn’t it know that she was the one hurting it? We were supposed to take the high ground and that wasn’t it!

What was I going to do? I knew when Maya sat down at the table that I couldn’t act normal around her. I couldn’t pretend everything was okay, let alone talk to her, not when I knew I wanted her forever. But apparently she didn’t care that much about me and that hurt more than anything. I couldn’t face her now and I wasn’t even sure how I was going to make it through the rest of the wedding festivities. She was my assigned girl to escort but I would worry about that later. For now, I just needed to keep my distance before I blew up again.

I carefully watched her over the rim of my mug, half listening to something Gates was telling me about the wedding. After a moment, she pulled away from the twins and her eyes met mine. I swallowed thickly and locked my jaw before averting my eyes. The last thing I saw before I looked away was her biting her bottom lip, almost like she was deciding if she should come over or not. I swear if she thought everything was going to go back to normal, she would have a rude awakening.

“Maya! Maya thank goodness you’re here! Come on over!” Ave called and I mentally cursed. She couldn’t have just left well enough alone, could she? Fuck this sucked. Maya flashed the little gnome a little smile before she started toward the table.

That’s it. I couldn’t do this. I slowly put my coffee cup down and looked away from her. I couldn’t act out this charade right now, even though my heart was screaming for me to stay. I took in a few deep breaths before I stood up and left the table area without saying a word.

As I passed Maya, I couldn’t help but miss the frown that came over her face. The guilt immediately set in and I thought about turning back around but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to say something to her that I would regret later, or worse, something that would cause her to leave. I needed to get out here and take a break. It was harder than I even imagined.

“Matt wait!”

I stopped and looked up the ceiling. What the fuck now?

Notes

So we are getting ready for the wedding! Will Brian get cold feet? Will Matt and Maya make up before it's too late? Tell us what you think!

Thank you for your patience in our slow updating! We are trying to get back into the swing of things!

Comments

Such a fun chapter ;)
Can’t wait to read more!
And, am I the only one who kinda wants to read Jess & Jimmy’s wedding as well?

Holly Holly
6/28/19

So awesome!
also awesome that I subscribed to this story, and got the alert since the site is still acting kind of crazy. I would have been hella mad if I missed this chapter.

Buggaloo Buggaloo
6/27/19

LOVED this! Hopefully the honeymoon will be just as exciting! Can't wait for it!

Finally the wedding, they so deserve being happy together hope nothing can mess this up.

Rach Hell Rach Hell
4/24/19

Yay, Mattaya happened finally!! The vows actually gave me flashbacks about Riptide, gonna miss this!

Holly Holly
4/23/19