K. Lynn - Reciprocity

“I wouldn’t have missed it for anything. How’s that?”

I leaned my head on her shoulder. “Better than you could imagine.”

Meeting with the event coordinator, Marie, went smoothly. She was a petite brunette with a curvy figure, round face, and wide, bright green eyes that stood out against her tanned skin. Her bubbly and open personality set me at ease the moment we met.

She’d done a great job asking all the questions in the few short weeks before the wedding and rolling it all together in time. Granted, I wasn’t a bridezilla. I let her fill in a lot of the blanks. In the end, I had a feeling she liked having the freedom to plan a wedding for a bride who wasn’t so specific on every single detail. Especially with the short timeline.

Marie snapped her binder closed and stood after going over everything with us. “All right, I’ll see all of you back here in two hours for the dress rehearsal. Hopefully you can round up the men by then.” She snickered and waved as she headed back to her office.

I was so happy to have her. She’d made the whole process so much easier and kept me from having a panic attack.

“The boys will probably be at the pool bar,” Erin said with a roll of her eyes. Her skin was pink from playing in the surf with her boys, and she had raccoon eyes.

Caroline snorted. “It’s always five o’clock when you’re on vacation.”

“We should find them before they get trashed and sun-baked.” Sarah sighed and smiled at me.

I wondered if Nathan was having a drink as well. After my accident, it was only some wine here and there or a margarita at Erin’s—our Friday nights were a long gone thing of the past. Though, the reason we stopped was due in part to all the medications we were on, along with therapist directions. In the end, it was a good thing for both of us, but it was vacation, so I suspected we’d be partaking quite a bit more than normal.

Teresa slipped her arm in mine and smiled. “Come, mi niña, let’s find them.”

As we walked through the lobby, I couldn’t help but take notice of how…different things were. Four women were paced with me, talking to me. I was involved and part of the group. In fact, I was the center of attention. It was surreal.

There’d already been so many “what do you want” or “what do you like” questions thrown around—people doing things for me and wanting to know what I wanted.

“There they are,” Caroline said, pointing to exactly where we thought they were—the pool bar. Ian was sitting next to Nathan, his Cheshire grin aimed at Caroline. She beamed back at him. His blond hair was a mess, making it obvious he’d already been in the pool.

“Well, hello, beautiful ladies.” Nathan grinned and pulled me between his open knees, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Extra special hello to my bride.”

He pursed his lips, and I leaned down to meet them. They tasted like beer.

“Are you drunk already?”

He chuckled. “On half a beer? No.”

“So, you’re just being overly charming, laying it on thick.” My eyes narrowed. “What are you up to?”

He quirked his brow at me. “What I am up to is cloud-fucking-nine, because I haven’t felt this good or been this happy in years. If I seem drunk, it’s because I’m drunk on happiness and…giddiness. I’m giddy.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “You’re being silly, but I have to admit, it’s fun, and I kinda like it.”

He gave me a quick peck. “Anything for you.”

I drew a circle on his chest with my finger and looked at him from under my lashes. “Anything?”

Ian laughed next to us. “Uh oh, man. She’s breaking out those feminine wiles.”

Nathan backed up and looked me over. “Who is this temptress before me? Because my fiancée isn’t like this.”

“I guess I’m giving in to my inner harlot.”

“Well, I like this inner harlot. Tell me more.” He grabbed onto my ass and pulled me hard between his legs. “What was it you wanted again?”

I placed my arms on his shoulders and ran my fingers through his hair. “I want to go walk on the beach and play in the water.”

“Now? What time is the rehearsal dinner?”

“In a few hours. So, we have about an hour or so before we need to get ready.”

“All right. Let’s go get changed.” He stood up, taking a long last sip of his beer, then grabbed my hand as we walked off. “We’ll be in the water.”

Ian toasted us with his beer. “Have fun!”

We headed into the hotel toward Nathan’s room, walking hand-in-hand. I couldn’t keep the smile from my face.

“You look happy.” He smiled down at me, his free hand brushing a strand of hair back. “It looks so good on you.”

I grabbed hold of his arm and leaned against his shoulder. “I am happy.”

He kissed the top of my head. “Good.”

When we entered his room, I sat down on the bed next to his suitcase. It was a front row view to a strip show, and I’d left my singles back in the room. I licked my lips at the sight of one of my favorite parts of his anatomy swinging as he stepped out of his shorts. He noticed me staring at him and smirked.

“See something you want?” He thrust his hips, making his cock bounce up and down.

I nodded and gave him a pout. “But it’s not hard yet.”

“I’m trying fucking hard not to.” He shook his head and picked through his suitcase, looking for his swim trunks.

“Why?” He was never one for holding back.

He slapped his trunks at me after he pulled them out. “Because we’ll have all the time in the world for it after the wedding.”

I sighed, enjoying my view, pouting at him as he got dressed. He chuckled and pulled his trunks on. Once they were up, hiding his cock again, we headed out the door and down to where I was staying.

As soon as we were in the room, I rid myself of my sundress. There was a groan behind me when I bent over to slide my panties down. I smiled, turned toward him and winked. He cursed under his breath, his hand rubbing at the back of his neck as he adjusted his stance.

Out of my suitcase came the small white bikini Caroline found for me in the fall. It was the only suit I owned, but I figured I’d buy another one while we were in Aruba.

I bent over to slip on the bottoms, and he groaned again.

Nathan’s eyes darkened and he turned from me, his fingers rubbing against his lips. “Motherfucker.” I also caught his hand on his cock. “You are a very bad girl.”

“What?” I adjusted my breasts, fixing the top so it was just right.

“I fucking forgot about what you’d be wearing. You know how I feel about you in this sad excuse of a bathing suit, and you’re teasing me with it.” His muscles tensed and flexed, teeth mashing. “You’re trying to push my buttons, and I’m not going to give it to you.” His gaze narrowed on me. “I’m onto your games.”

My jaw dropped open. “Are you denying me?”

He nodded. “For being a tease, you aren’t getting any until tomorrow night.”

“But…”

“Besides, we don’t really have time for it.”

I quirked my brow at him and shifted my weight as I crossed my arms, thus pushing my breasts out more. “Says the man who’s perfected the office quickie.”

He sighed and leaned back against the wall. “What have I turned you into?”

“Exactly what you wanted—a sexual deviant who can’t live without your cock. I believe your official title for me when we’re alone is ‘my little cocksucking slut.’”

He grinned at me and shook his head. “I’ve created a monster.”

“A cock monster.”

“Yes, a cock monster. Now throw your dress back on, and let’s go. You wanted to play in the ocean, remember?”

“You distracted me.”

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Fuck, I love you.”

We walked down to the beach, and I gave a happy sigh when my feet sank into the warm sand. Nathan was staring at me, and I turned to him. “What?”

“I need to make you insanely happy more often, because you are shining.”

I beamed up at him, then took his hand and ran toward the crashing waves.

Waking up without Nathan beside me was strange. I didn’t like it at all. Even though I wasn’t alone—Caroline was beside me—I felt like something was missing. The worst part of it all was that I wouldn’t see him until this afternoon at the wedding.

I stood, trying not to disturb my sleeping friend, and walked out onto the terrace. The sun was just over the horizon, and the humid warmth of the island increased with every passing minute. Waves crashed against the beach in a steady rhythm.

I wished Nathan was with me, standing behind me, his arms caging me against the banister as we took in the morning view. Then again, he’d probably only last about a minute before pulling down my panties and pushing his cock in me as we looked out.

The thought alone made my pussy twitch. No surprise that I was still wanting for him, especially after all the teasing yesterday and what he did under the table at dinner. His fingers not so innocently slipped up my skirt and brushed against my pussy more than once.

The sliding glass door opened behind me. “Morning.” Caroline moved to the rail to stand next to me.

I looked over and choked out a laugh. Caroline’s normally well-kept brunette hair looked like she’d been through a tornado. Some of her makeup was missed when taking it off the night before, giving her a black eye effect.

“You look…excellent this morning.”

She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. “Shut it.” She looked back out and sighed. “I love it here. Can I stay? Forever?”

“I don’t know about that. You want to leave me? What would Ian say?”

“Pfft, he’d probably be up for it. I’m sure there are tons of IT jobs here.” She leaned her head on my shoulder. “And I couldn’t leave you all alone to deal with both Nate and Drew all the time.”

“They are a handful.”

“We need to find Drew a girl.” She pulled at one of the tangles in her hair, trying to smooth it.

I nodded. “I want him to be happy, too. He’s a great guy.”

She pushed her arms out and stretched. “Maybe when we get back, we can convince him to go onto one of those online dating sites.”

“We might be able to talk him into it.”

“Especially now that you’re off the market.” She bumped me.

I shook my head. “We tried once. It didn’t work.”

She looked over the balcony down to the pool. “I know, and he does as well. Took his hardheaded ass long enough to see it, but he agrees with me.”

I turned to her. “Agrees with what?”

She put her arm around me. “There is no better man for you than Nate, even with all the shit that surrounds him.”

I sighed, smiling as I stared out. “I never knew I could feel like this. That I could love like this or be loved.”

“You’re a whole different person than you were six years ago when we met.”

“He’s everything to me. I can’t live without him.”

She was silent for a moment. “We’ll make sure that never happens. Because guess what?” I looked at her. “I can’t live without you.”

I threw my arms around her. “I love you.”

She chuckled. “I love you, too.” She pulled back. “Come on, let’s go get some breakfast.”

I smirked at her and waved toward her head. “You are going to do something about that, right?”

She stuck her tongue out at me and headed inside. “I’ll throw it up in a bun for now and get a shower when we get back.”

I rifled through my bag for some shorts and a T-shirt. “Hey, I know I didn’t go with the whole wedding party or anything, but you know you’re my maid of honor, no matter what.”

She snorted. “After all the heavy lifting I did when we were dress shopping, you bet your ass I better be!”

I stood in front of a mirror, all alone, staring at a vision that wasn’t the normal me. My hair was done in a low, loose bun with a white rose and some baby’s breath. There was no more makeup than I usually had on, but combined with the dress and my hair, I looked foreign to myself.

Five minutes after Caroline ushered Teresa out, the anxiety was intensifying. My mind couldn’t get over the fact that it was really happening. I had to be dreaming.

“They’re ready for you,” Marie said as she held out a bouquet of white roses.

I wrapped my fingers around the base, then took a deep breath, blowing it out slowly. She drew back the curtain, and I stepped out onto the sand. My arms shook out the tension that was building before I took another step. After all, what did I have to be nervous about? I was getting married, and I was happy.