Page 92 of Always Been You

“By the power vested in me by the province of British Columbia, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride.”

The last words have barely left the officiants mouth before Josh’s lips are crashing onto mine. His kiss consumes me. I can feel the heat of it from the tips of my toes to the top of my ears. My arms wrap around his neck and when we both need to breathe again, he rests his forehead against mine.

“Hi Mrs. Lincoln,” he whispers, and my smile gets even bigger.

“Hi Mr. Lincoln,” I whisper back.

Letting me go, he grabs my hand, and we walk down the aisle and into the house. He drags me up the stairs as quickly as I can go until we are in the room that I used to get ready. As soon as we are in the room, he has me pressed against the door and is kissing me. He runs his tongue along my lips until I open to him. He explores my mouth like it’s all new to him and his hands reach down and grip my ass, pulling my body into his body and groans.

When he breaks the kiss, his fingers come up to the necklace sitting on my rapidly rising chest. “You wore it,” he whispers.

“Of course, I did. It’s from you,” I say.

I move out of his arms quickly and make my way to the dresser, where I placed the box with the extra charm and note. I replace the charm on my necklace and ask for assistance, putting the rose on my bracelet. Once it’s secured, I look back up at him and a mischievous look fills his eyes as he smiles down at me.

“Think we can get away with another twenty minutes before heading back down there?” he asks.

“I think they’ll live without us for that long,” I say, and he immediately walks me back to the bed before spinning me around and pressing my upper body into the mattress. He flips the skirt of my dress until my backside is fully exposed,covered only in the lacy white thong I’m wearing. He groans as he drops to his knees behind me. I squirm in anticipation of what he’s going to do to me.

Leaning forward, he licks me over the fabric of my panties and I groan at the delicious friction. He does this a few more times before hooking his finger into my panties and pulling them to the side. He licks and sucks at my dripping pussy like a man starved and I’m his first meal.

His finger comes up, and he circles my entrance before it slowly enters me. I moan his name while I try to squeeze my thighs together. He works faster and I grip the comforter under me in my fist and bite at it, trying to contain my moans so our entire wedding doesn’t hear how well Josh is working me up here. He adds another finger and I arch my back and push back against his face, looking for more, needing more. It only encourages him. He goes faster and his teeth scrape against my clit, sending me soaring over the edge. My vision goes black and I squeeze my eyes closed as tightly as I can as I ride out the throes of my orgasm. When I open my eyes, it’s like stars are floating in my vision.

Just as the stars fade from my vision, I’m shutting my eyes tightly again as Josh thrusts his cock into me, filling me more than I think I can take some days. He grips my hips so tightly I’ll probably have bruises tomorrow, but I don’t care. He moves in long and fast thrusts. I almost wish I hadn’t done my hair so meticulously this morning because I wish he could just grab my hair and yank my head back as he continues to fuck me.

Like Josh can read my mind, knowing I need more, that I need to feel like he’s completely in control. One of his hands comes around my throat and pulls me back toward him. When he has me positioned just how he wants me, heapplies pressure on the outsides of my throat and the delirious feeling has me on the brink of an orgasm.

“Look at how well my wife takes my cock,” he whispers in my ear, “taking every inch of it like a greedy little slut.” I tighten around him and his free hand moves to my clit as he circles it. “Come for me, wife.” His words send me over the edge and I grip at his forearm as I try to hold myself steady as all of my energy is ripped from my body and the orgasm crashes through me. A few more thrusts and Josh is following me. His grip around my neck loosens, he leans me back down on the bed gently and pulls out of me. I immediately miss the feeling of him filling me. He returns to me with a wet washcloth and he cleans me up before helping me adjust my dress and making sure I look presentable enough to go back out to our guests.

Before Josh opens the door for us to return downstairs, he gives me a quick kiss, grabs my hand, and we walk downstairs.

Our friends andfamily are wandering around talking, laughing, and drinking when we get downstairs. Grayson is the first one to see us as soon as we walk out the back doors and he claps, everyone else joining in. I can feel my face flame. I’m sure everyone here knows what we were doing while we were absent from the party. Josh pulls me close to him, smiling he kisses me, sending more cheering among the group.

We make our rounds, thanking people for coming and catching up until dinner is ready to be served. We take our seats and begin eating. As soon as most people finished, we move into the speeches. Matt, being Josh’s best man, is up first.

“Good evening, everyone. For those of you who don’t know, I’m Josh’s other soulmate, and Olivia’s older brother Matt.” Laughs go around and Matt continues, “In school, I always heard guys say that their friends weren’t to touch their sisters, that it was against bro code, but I never understood that. If your friends are good enoughfor you, if you trust them, why would it be the end of the world for them to date your sister? I’ve known for years that Josh and Olivia have both been in love with each other.” At this admission, both Josh and I shift in our seats and stare at Matt, and he just grins at us. “You two were not exactly subtle about it. I think everyone knew, except the two of you,” he laughs. “Even recently, people have asked if I’m okay with Josh and Liv being together. Well, who do you think put a little bug in Josh’s ear that Liv needed a place to stay because her lease was up? That was me. I love you both. Josh, you are my best friend and I trust you with my life, as well as with my sister’s life and heart. Liv, you have always been an amazing sister to both Gi and I, and we are lucky to have you. I know you will love my best friend the way he deserves.”

He turns to the crowd and raises his glass, “to Josh and Olivia Lincoln, wishing them a lifetime of happiness and a beautiful family.” The crowd responds with “to Josh and Olivia,” before people clink their glasses for us to kiss and we do.

Zoey is up next, and I just cross my fingers that she says nothing to embarrass me.

“Good evening, I am Zoey, Olivia’s best friend and maid of honour. I met Olivia back in school, and we bonded immediately. She was the sister I wished I had, especially since I grew up in a house of 5 brothers.” That gets some laughs. “The first boy I ever heard Liv talk about was the infamous Joshua Lincoln. I had never met him when I first heard about him, but when I did, I understood the fuss that Olivia made. And it wasn’t because I wanted Josh, it was because I saw the way he looked at her and the way he acted around her. He may not have come to terms with what he was feeling until after he left for college, but it was all there. He lovedher, and she loved him. They had inside jokes and their own little rituals, and they never seemed to tire of one another’s company. I was so happy when you two found each other again and decided to take your relationship further. You two have a love that many aspire for and many fail to find. Protect it. Cherish it. I love you two and can’t wait to watch your family grow and meet baby Lincoln.” Tears are running down my face, both Matt and Zo’s speeches were so sweet, that mixed with my hormones, means I really hope that my mascara is as waterproof as they said. “And just a reminder that today is October 9, and I take payment in the form of cash and e-transfer.” Zoey says. I stare at her slack-jawed and I see a proud glint in her eyes. “For those of you who don’t know, including Liv and Josh, we kinda had a bet going, and I won, I bet Josh would be the first to make a move, you would be married before Thanksgiving, thank you for that being Monday,” she chuckles, “and you would announce a baby before Christmas, so I was three for three.”

Josh and I both stare at her slack-jawed and I look around and see quite a few people reaching for their wallets or phones. I stand up and make my way to her, grab the microphone from her hand and ask, “Who all was in on this?”

I watch as the hands go up: Matt, Caleb, Grayson, Zoey, Hannah, Eliza, Gianna, Emily, my parents, and Josh’s parents. I’m speechless. All of these people had bets about us, all of them suspected? Now, I need to know their guesses.

“Okay, now you need to fess up to your guesses,” I say as Josh comes up behind me, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me into his chest.

Zoey moves behind the table and grabs a giant poster board and sets in on an easel that’s set up beside the dance floor. It shows all the guesses.

Caleb Sutton: First Move–Josh; Wedding–Valentine’s Day; Baby–Liv’s birthday.

Grayson Maxwell: First Move–Olivia; Wedding–Christmas; Baby–Josh’s birthday.

Matt Carter : First Move–Josh; Wedding–Next June; Baby–At the wedding;

Zoey Williams: First Move–Josh; Wedding–before Thanksgiving; Baby–before Christmas;

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