Avery’s POV

I had been standing in the back room for a few minutes now waiting for someone to come get me. Jess had tied a blindfold around my head and told me it would be just a few minutes before someone came to get me for the next game. As I waited, I could feel my anxiety starting to grow, having no idea of the task at hand. Or rather the fact that everyone would be watching me.

I had never been a fan of being the center of attention, but today I didn’t really have a choice. I just had to remember that everything was meant to be fun for the wedding and I would be okay. My friends wouldn’t openly embarrass me too much, or at least that’s what I hoped. I just needed to relax and continue to have fun, enjoying the moment while it lasted, because it would be over before I knew it.

“Ave, are you ready?” Maya’s voice sounded to my right, causing me to jump ever so slightly. Damn, I hated not being able to see.

“I guess,” I shrugged nervously as she took my hand. Even with a blindfold on, I could tell there was something going on with Maya. Her body language was different and her tone of voice was a little strained. Did something happen with her and Matt when Brian and I snuck out for our private moment? I had no idea but that was a question for another time. “ What do I need to do?”

“Just some touching hot guys, nothing to worry about,” I could hear the smile in her voice now and that made me feel a little more at ease. “But you better not be wrong, you know how jealous Brian can get,” she laughed but I didn’t think that was funny.

So I had to blindly select Brian out of a line of guys. Fuck… I hope I didn’t mess this up because I knew our wedding night would not go as planned if I chose incorrectly. Maya was right about one thing – Brian had quite the jealous side.

“This is not a good idea,” I muttered shaking my head, feeling my heart rate increase.

“Relax, you’ll be fine, Little Gnome,” Maya laughed, leading me up the stairs onto the stage. “You’ll know him when you feel him.” I’m glad she thought this was funny because I didn’t. It would be easy to pick Matt out of a line up because of his huge muscles. Brian wouldn’t be quite that easy.

“Here is your man no. 1. I will help you lay your hands on him, but don’t get too wild,” Maya sniggered as a blush fell over my face. Perfect.

As Maya placed my hand upon the man’s bicep, I carefully let my fingers move up and down over the warm skin. Okay, this arm was way too small to be Brian’s. He definitely had more muscle than this. “That’s not Brian, he is too small,” I said, taking my hands off the man as the crowd laughed in response.

I moved onto the next one, only to quickly realize that this wasn’t my husband either. No, his arms were much stronger. “Not Brian.”

God, just thinking about those strong, sexy, tattooed arms made me imagine him carrying me to the bed and doing dirty things to me. I could feel myself becoming wet as I moved to the next man, hoping it was Brian. The little ‘taste’ we had upstairs was definitely not enough, especially after this torture. It was like I had to picture his smoking hot body every time I touched one of these men, teasing myself over and over again. I honestly didn’t know what I would do when I found him…

When I touched the next man, I couldn’t help but giggle. He was dancing from side-to-side and I instantly knew who I was standing in front of. “No, that also not Brian, but I know its Jimbo. He just can’t stand still. ”

With that, I was moved onto the fourth man in line. His muscles were much bigger than the others. “Hmm…” I frowned, tracing my fingers over the muscle patterns of the biceps to his shoulders. No… these muscles were much more defined than Brian’s. Was this Matt? “No, that was a little harder, but I don’t think that’s Brian,” I announced, taking a step back and waiting for Maya to move me to the next man.

“Okay, fine. Ave, you are doing pretty well,” Maya said, though her response was a little delayed. What was she doing? Oh… that last man had to have been Matt. I bet Maya was getting a good look at him, and hopefully rethinking her choices. Maybe this game wasn’t so bad after all. “Only two men left, so who is your groom?!”

As I put my hand on the next man’s bicep, it instantly felt familiar. Just the shapes and the cuts in the muscle were something that I had run my fingers over before. I could even feel some raised spots in the tattoo. The muscle mass was the correct size too. Was this Brian? Did they just flex? Okay, this could definitely be my husband.

“What do you think, Little Gnome? Is this your husband, or is he the next one in line?” Maya asked after a moment, but I still wasn’t sure.

“Can I touch the next one to be certain?” I asked, feeling my nerves rising. I had to get this right. Please, please, please let this be an easy indicator!

“Sure thing... but remember, choose wisely!” she laughed again before placing my hand on the last man.

Oh, fuck… why did this arm feel almost identical to the other one?! It was almost the exact same size and same hardness. I bit down on my lip as I slowly traced my fingers over the muscle groups, hoping to gain some kind of idea. Fucking hell… why did this have to be so hard!

“Can I feel both of them at the same time?” I asked, only to hear a chuckle from the crowd.

“Ut oh, Gates. You better hope she chooses correctly, or you may lose your bride!” Maya teased and placed one of my hands on each man. I could feel the man on my right stiffen under my touch, while I heard the man on my left take a sharp breath. So would Brian be getting stiff because he was getting pissed off or would he be responding to my touch? I honestly had no idea because I had witnessed him do both. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

“Alright, Ave, who’s it gonna be?” Maya asked, my panic hitting a new high. I bit down on my bottom lip and moved my fingers over the arms one more time, mentally cursing myself.

As I bit down on my bottom lip, I felt the man on my left move again. Was that in response to biting down on my lip? I honestly couldn’t tell if he took a sharp breath or what was going. I guess I would just have to pick.

“Who’s your groom?” Maya asked again and I took in a shaky breath.

“I-I…umm…” I stammered, biting down harder on my bottom lip. “Number…umm…”

“Number what, love? We need a choice!”

“Number… six?” I questioned and the crowd erupted with laugher. I heard a loud growl, a laugh, and then someone fall to the floor before the blindfold was removed from my eyes. In front of me was a very pissed off looking Brian while Jason lay on the floor, laughing hysterically. Oh no…

“I’m sorry, love but your husband was number five,” Maya giggled, and I shook my head. I was such an idiot. “Now because you chose wrong, you have to dance with him.”

“Yeah, I win this time, Haner!” Jason roared with laughter, but Brian wasn’t having it.

“Over my dead fucking body, Berry,” he hissed, his jaw tight and his hands clenched in fists. I could see the whites of his knuckles as I nervously chewed my bottom lip. “You will not touch my wife!”

“Rules are rules, and it seems like she enjoyed touching me!” he continued to tease, only for Brian to step toward him menacingly.

“Babe, please,” I said, taking his arm and trying to pull him backwards. “I’m sorry…” I breathed, shaking my head. “I-I—”

“You’re sorry?” he hissed, turning on me as soon as he heard my voice. His tense stance softened ever so slightly when I grabbed his arm, almost like my touch relaxed him. “Oh, dear wife… you will be sorry,” he said, a wicked smirk coming over his face as he turned to face me completely.

“I will show you who your husband is!” He growled before pulling me into him, pinning his lips to mine. I was so taken aback that it took me a moment to respond this time. I had literally melted into him and I wasn’t strong enough to pull away, even though I knew that everyone at the wedding was now watching us.

Our lips feverishly moved together as Brian firmly pressed my body to mine. I could feel his hard member stabbing me in the stomach and I knew I was done for. There was no turning back now. I moaned into our kiss as our tongues danced, making me to drip down below.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Easy now love birds!” Maya’s voice interrupted as she pulled Brian away from me. “We still need to do the bouquet and the guarder toss!”

Brian let out a growl and shook his head, his eyes filled with animalistic lust. Damn that was hot! He looked like prey about to attack and I took in a ragged breath, my excitement growing. “No. We’re leave. Now.” He said between gritted teeth before throwing me over his shoulder and heading toward the door.

“Brian!” I gasped, feeling him spank my butt when I protested. Mmm… okay, maybe it was time to go.

“At least throw the bouquet first,” Jess said, chasing after us with my bouquet in hand. “Please!”

“You have ten seconds,” Brian growled, not setting me down. I had to suppress the urge to moan as I felt his fingers moving up my inner leg under my dress. I knew I was in trouble and his teasing tonight would be ruthless…and I couldn’t wait.

“Ready ladies!” Jess asked, as all the women quickly moved to the dance floor where we were standing.

“One… two…. Three…” Brian started to count, and Jess handed me the bouquet. “Four… five… six….”

“Here it comes!” I giggled and threw the bouquet into the air before Brian started to move again. As he opened the door, I managed to see the bouquet fall directly into the very unsuspecting hands of Maya. It appeared she had been staring at Matt and didn’t even know what was going on until the flowers hit her, causing her almost drop them. “You’re next, M!” I laughed, just as the door swung shut and she looked back at me in shock.

“Oh, I’ll show you what’s next,” Brian’s husky voice growled as he set me down on my feet, pushed me up against the small alcove, and pinned my arms over my head. He pressed his shirtless body up against me, letting me feel his hard body. I let out a light moan and he smirked, breathing heavily on my neck and making me weak in the knees. “So you think Jason is your husband,” he growled, looking at me with narrow eyes.

Suddenly he pressed his knee up between my legs, nestling it against my already wet core. I closed my eyes and swallowed thickly, the pressure of his knee teasing me in a wicked way.

“N-no… I-I—” I tried to answer, my eyes still closed and my breathing shaky.

“Then why did you choose him?” I felt him lean forward, his hot breath now on my neck as he pressed his knee a little higher into my core. I couldn’t help but let out a whimper because the pressure felt so good.

“I-I didn’t mean to…” I breathed, just as his lips brushed my neck. I sucked in a ragged breath, melting into his body. How could he still have this effect over my body after all these years?

“But you enjoyed touching him?” He pressed even more and I took in another deep breath, my body going into overdrive. I could feel my chest rise up into his as his brown orbs stared back at me with a mix of love, anger, and lust.

I closed my eyes with a moan as his hard member stabbed me in the stomach, his knee making small circles against my core. “No…” I whimpered, my lips parting. I wanted him so bad.

“Do you want to be touched?” he breathed against my neck and all I could do was nod as another moan escaped my body. He was like a drug, teasing me, making me completely and utterly his forever. I would never get sick of this feeling.

“What was that, Ave?” Brian pressed into me one more time before he suddenly moved away, leaving me to support myself with my weak knees. Luckily just before I fell to the floor, Brian scooped me up into his arms, holding me by my hips. His hand moved down and began to rub my clit through my dress, the friction nearly killing me.

“I want—I need—” I moaned, my breaths becoming labored as I licked my lips. I wanted more… no I needed more.

“Of him?” he growled and I instantly shook me head, my eyes hooded eyes meeting his. God he was so fucking handsome.

“No, you! My husband,” I rasped, my tone literally begging for him.

Without another word, he scooped me up into his arms, in another demanding kiss and headed down the hall. He slid us both inside the elevator, not caring that I had lost my shoes along the way. All I could do was kiss every inch of his amazing body and let him devour me.

“He-hem…What floor?” Someone asked in an irritated tone, causing Brian to pull away from my lips for just a minute.

Brian told the man the penthouse suite before his lips moved to my neck. He pulled my small frame onto the corner and I instantly jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around him, my core pressing into the raging mass in his pants. As Brian kissed my neck, I threw my head back, my hair cascading down my back as I moved my hands through his hair. I couldn’t think about anything but feeling every inch of him. Hell, I didn’t even care that people were watching or commenting because I couldn’t hear them. The only thing that mattered was him.

“What have you done to me?” I growled before smashing my lips into his in a hungry and desperate kiss. My tanned hands pulled Brain’s hair and our tongues fought for dominance. I couldn’t get enough of him. Brian was my drug of choice and I pulled him closer, feeling my core grind against his dick.

“Fuck, if we don’t get to the room soon, I’m going to fuck you right here in the elevator,” Brian rasped in my ear, pulling my hair as his lips moved down my neck to my cleavage.

The elevator stopped two times before it reached the top floor moments later. In one swift motion, Brian scooped me into his arms. Our lips didn’t part as we feverishly made out all the way out of the elevator and down the hall.

“Where’s the key?” I rasped against his lips as he maneuvered us to the door. I couldn’t think straight because of all the pheromones flooding my brain.

“Back pocket,” He murmured against my lips. I carefully reached down to dig out the key as he nibbled and sucked on my neck, clearly leaving a mark. “Mine… all mine. Forever.” He moaned.

In one swift motion we opened the door and entered the dark room, our hands groping each other's body and not missing a beat with the movement. I moved my hips against him as we crashed into every wall possible.

"I want you so fucking bad, Ave," Brian breathed into my ear, his lips and teeth teasing my ear lobes.

Without placing me down on my feet, Brian unzipped my dress and slowly pushed it down off my shoulders. The cool air in the room tickled my skin but Brian’s hands quickly made up for it as they messaged down my exposed skin. His touch sent small sparks throughout my body and I couldn’t help but moan into the kiss. God he tasted so damn good that I could barely fucking stand it.

Brian sat us down on the edge of the bed and I straddled his lap, feverishly rocking my hips against the throbbing mass still trapped in his dress pants. He let out a frustrated growl as he pulled me into him, kissing my neck as he started to remove my bra. I bit down on my bottom lip as he unclasped it and tossed it across the room.

Suddenly his lips had taken my hardened nipples captive and he sucked them harshly, making me moan his name. I tossed my head back in sheer ecstasy, my fingers moving along the ripples in his abs before snaking them just below the waistline of his pants. I just couldn’t keep my hands off him.

I unbuckled his pants and slid them down his legs, taking his jeans and boxers with me. My mouth literally watered at the sight of his rather large erection.

The next thing I knew, Brian picked me up and tossed me on the bed, hovering over me. Slowly, almost tormenting, he started rubbing his erection between my dripping wet folds. My cored burned so badly with want that I was on the verge of tears, but he just kept teasing me. I raised my hips up to him but he just shook his head with a sexy smirk, torturing me.

“How bad do you want it?” He breathed against my neck, before kissing it.

“I want it… I need it,” I practically cried, trying to rock against him for some kind of contact besides the torturous rubbing.

“Now you know the torture you put me through daily,” He smirked, before sucking on the skin of my neck. I moaned and arched my back into him. I wanted him that bad.

“Please… I need you… my husband,” I begged and I could hear him panting. He wanted it as much as I did.

But as soon as he heard the word ‘husband’, he roughly flipped me over and buried his cock deep inside me. I screamed his name and arched my back in pleasure as he plowed in and out of me at a rapid speed.

“You like that cock in your pussy, don’t you?”

I could only nod and bite down into the pillow to muffle my screams. Suddenly he grabbed a handful up my hair and pulled my head back up in the most erotic way possible.

“Answer me!” he demanded, pulling out and then slamming back in.

“Y-yes...” I quivered, replying in a shaky breath once he thrust in me again.

“Louder!” Brian spanked my ass and I held onto the pillow for dear life as he slammed in and out of me again. “Answer me, Ave!”

“I love your cock in me!” I cried, his fingers digging into my hips. That would surely leave a bruise, but I’m sure that wouldn’t be the only one.

“You love it?” He asked, his fingers moving up to play with my nipples. “Who else do you love?” Brian slammed into me so hard that I nearly blacked out.

“I-I…love…you,” I moaned, feeling my release coming closer and closer.

“Who am I?” he asked going at an incredible speed now. I was so close I could barely breathe. He was building my orgasm so fast that I felt like I was about to explode.

“My-my husband!” I screamed just as my walls clamping down on his dick in a violet orgasm that shook my whole body. Suddenly he pulled out and threw me on my back. I stared at him confused, my heart racing in my chest.

“Say it again,” Brian demanded, hips lips suddenly inches from mine. I blinked up at him with hooded eyes, feeling overwhelmed with what just happened.

“I love my husband,” I smiled and he devoured my lips in anther kiss.

Without another moment’s hesitation he slammed his full length back into my body. He quickly started to fuck me with hard, fast, and deep thrusts.

“God you feel so good…” He hissed, playing with my nipples in the process.

"Oh my fucking god, Brian," I screamed as he pounded me in the most tender area. His hands griped my hips as I felt the pleasurable sensation rise inside agian, gripping the headboard in the process. I wrapped my legs around him and began to meet his thrusts to get my release. At the same time, Brian began to run his calloused fingers over my swollen clit and I cried out his name loudly as another mind-blowing orgasm tore through my body.

My inner walls vised down on his dick and he came hard inside of me. “Oh, fucking hell, Ave,” he screamed, his face contorted in sheer pleasure before he collapsed down on top of me. “God…babe…” he panted as I wrapped my weak arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me for a kiss.

“I love you, Ave,” Brian breathed against my lips.

“I love you too, forever…” I promised.

“Forever,” he agreed, looking back at me with a mischievous smirk. “And you better be ready because that was only the first round, wife.”

Matt’s POV

As I stood watching Maya lead Avery down the row of shirtless men, I couldn’t stop thinking about what just happened in the kitchen. I mean, one minute Maya pretended that I didn’t exist and wouldn’t talk to me, and the next she was accusing me of finding her unattractive? Did she really believe that? Fucking hell! I loved that woman with every ounce of my being… and that kiss. Holy fuck that kiss…

“Is it so hard for you to look at me? To be close to me? Am I that-I don’t know- that repulsive to you now?”

“What?” I asked her, not understanding a word she just said.

“You heard me? You can kiss other women, but not me, huh? I get it,” she snapped, tears flooding her eyes and I shook my head. I felt my temper rising but I knew I couldn’t fight with her now. Not here. I just had to get her to see reason. Fuck! How could she think that she repulsed me? Was she really that delusional about what was going on between us?

“I didn’t kiss her, not really. It’s a game, M. And you know it, or what was that with the guy… Aaron or whatever his name is.” I retorted, clenching my fists. I hated seeing any man around her, even though we were technically broken up.

“He kissed my cheek—” she countered.

“I did too,” I interrupted, not wanting to play this fucking game. No, I would show her. Show her exactly what she fucking meant to me and how she fucking stomped on my heart! “You think you are repulsive to me? How can you fucking think that? What the hell is wrong with you, M?”

I stepped forward and grabbed her wrist to pull her into me, but she resisted. “Because you cannot stand being in my proximity. You can’t even look at me!” She cried and I sighed. She really had no idea, did she?

“God, M. I didn’t think you were this stupid.” I put my arms up and took a step forward, caging her against the wall. I could feel our bodies responding to our close proximity, each passing second with her body touching mine turned me on. I needed her in so many ways and by that moan when my erection pressed into her thigh, she felt the same way.

“Don’t say anything.” I needed her to see reason so I leaned forward placed my lips on her open mouth, stopping any argument l she had.. I kisser her hard, my hands snaking up and pulling her towards me by the hair. Maya gasped when a shock of electricity ran through when our lips touched and I took the opportunity to let our tongues dance. God she tasted so damned good and I was glad to see that she didn’t pull away. For a moment our tongues battled for dominance in sheer bliss. When I pulled away we were both breathless and I had to know the truth.

“Can I help you?”

“No, no one can help us,” I breathed said and looked deeply into those gorgeous brown eyes that haunted my dreams.

I swallowed thickly and shook the thought away as she came close, trying to calm myself down. From the moment that she pressed her lips to mine, it awakened that little feeling deep inside that I had been trying to suppress: that feeling overwhelming love and affection that I felt for her. It was like everything was back to normal and that the breakup never happened. Hell, the kiss left me craving more but I didn’t know the first place to start.

It was obvious that we both still cared for each other, but how did we move forward from that? Fucking hell, I missed her more than I could ever describe and I wanted to fix this. I wanted to fix us. But how? How did we come back together after all that was said and done? I didn’t know, and that thought hurt more than not having her at all.

“And here is man number four,” Maya said, placing Ave’s hand on my bicep. To my surprise, her fingers lingered on my shoulder, causing goose bumps to cascade over my skin. I swallowed thickly and looked down at her, my heart skipping a beat. God, she was fucking beautiful. She looked back at me and I got lost in those gorgeous brown eyes. Man I fucking missed her.

But why was she being so hot and cold and accusing me of causing the whole break up? I didn’t have anything to do with it! She said we should call it off, not me! I wanted to fucking propose. So why was everything my fault?! Fuck! If we could just talk and figure out what the hell happened, maybe we could get passed it.

“No, that was a little harder, but I don’t think that’s Brian,” Ave said, pulling me from my thoughts and forcing Maya to move away from me. The loss of her touch was physically painful and before I could stop myself I followed behind her like a moth drawn to a flame.

“Okay, fine. Ave, you are doing pretty well. Only two men left, so who is your groom?!” Maya’s musical voice said and took a deep breath, taking in her unique scent. I wanted nothing more than to pull her into the circle of my arms and hold her against my body, but I didn’t know where we stood. One minute she was pulling me closer and then pushing me away the next. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted her back – but how? Fuck, when did everything get so complicated and confusing? It used to be so easy…

And as much as it hurt to be this close to Maya and not hold her in my arms, I couldn’t help myself. I was drawn to her time and time again, getting lost in her every movement. She was so fucking beautiful that I could just stare at her all day. What I wouldn’t give to call her my own again. We needed to talk and sort all this out.

“Can I—” I turned toward Maya just in time to see Avery’s bouquet fall into her arms. She fumbled with the flowers and then looked down at them with wide eyes and mouth, shaking her head. Her eyes quickly darted up toward me and I felt all the air leave my lungs. Somehow seeing her with the bouquet hurt just as much as her not showing up for my proposal. It was just a reminder that she didn’t want me…

“You’re next, Maya!” Jess gushed as Maya shook her head.

“No… no I’m not,” she said, shaking her head and I couldn’t watch anymore. Hearing her answer was enough for me.

I swallowed the lump rising in my throat and shook my head. I had to get out of here. The party was going to be over anyway and I needed to forget about tonight – forget about her. It was just easier that way.

With my heart in pieces, I turned around and headed out of the ballroom toward the hotel bar. I needed a drink – something to numb my aching heart. And just when I thought we could start to fix things, she showed me the truth again. I was nothing. She didn’t want me.

I let out a groan as I took a seat at the hotel bar, my hands running over my face. I just couldn’t take sitting at the party anymore and pretend that everything was okay. It wasn’t fucking okay! The freaking love of my life was in the room but she didn’t want me anymore. She threw everything away and that though made me feel sick. How could she not see what we had together?!

“What can I get you, Sir?” the barmaid asked. I didn’t even notice that she was eyeing me. I didn’t notice anyone but Maya anymore and that made this whole thing suck even more. The girl was engrained in my mind and avoiding her and not being with her was the hardest thing I had ever done in my life.

“The largest glass of patron that you’ve got,” I sighed.

All I wanted to do was pull Maya into my arms and kiss the ever-living shit out of her so that she would finally realize what we had together. But life was never that easy. I promised myself that I would try to be friends but I obviously I couldn’t do that. I selfishly wanted her all to myself but she had to want me too. If I couldn’t have all of her, I was going to completely push her away and give her a taste of her one medicine.

God I was so fucking angry with her. How could she blame me for everything and say I was the one who didn’t want her! She was the one pushing me away yet a-fucking-gain. Well, fuck where did that leave us? Didn’t she feel how perfectly we fit together when we were kissed earlier?

I quickly took a long sip of the Patron that was set in front of me, the burn feeling good all the way down. It helped to numb the pain that I was feeling from all this. It was stupid of me to go after her tonight because it brought all the memories and emotions I was trying suppress back to the surface.

Just having Maya in my arms, her body pressed firmly to mine was like being in heaven. As we shared our private moment in the kitchen, I had closed my eyes, thinking back to when we were together. It still felt the same but yet there was still a huge wedge between us. I just wanted to hold onto her and never let go because it felt so right. And she had to feel that too right? That buzz of excitement that flared up every time we touched or how she fit so perfectly into me. There was no denying that feeling of love that was between us in that moment…and then she opened her mouth and ruined it all.

“Fuck,” I hissed, shooting back the rest of my drink in frustration. Why couldn’t we just talk and figure out what the hell happened? Was it all a misunderstanding? Or did something actually break between us? Fuck I didn’t know…

“Another,” I said, placing cash down on the bar. The barmaid poured my drink and I took the glass, standing up from the bar. I needed some air. Maybe it would help clear my mind from the night – make me forget.

I slowly made my way outside onto the hotel’s back patio to see the beautiful view of the ocean. I took a deep breath and pulled my glass up to my lips. Ahh… the warm breeze in combination with the burn of the Patron was just the distraction I needed. The slow lull of the waves on the beach calmed my beating heart, helping me to relax for the first time this evening. Why couldn’t life be as simple as the tide, pushing and pulling you in the direction of your destiny? It would make things so much easier.

As I took another sip of my drink, I moved over toward the bench on the far side of the patio, only to see that I wasn’t alone. There sitting on the long bench was a very familiar women with her knees pulled to her chest, dabbing her eyes with a tissue. My heart skipped a beat…

“Maya?”

Notes

Oh dear, so Ave chose Jason as her groom instead of Brian and he took things into his own hands. What did you think of his reaction? While Matt and Maya are still being stubborn. Will they work it out?!