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Marrying Up(9)
Author: Abby Knox

I can feel her smile in the dark. I don't know how, but Ally has a way of communicating her feelings even when I can't see her. "Any place is perfect if it's you. Nobody has ever planned something for me. I'm the planner, as you know. But I'm touched that you've thought of something."

"After Sam and Wren get married, I have a place to show you. If you can wait that long," I say.

"I'm looking forward to it," she says.

The evening works out better than I think it should. I never thought I could fall asleep holding a pretty lady, stripped down to her cotton panties and tee shirt. But even with a slight boner, I manage it.

Years of celibacy has given me a lot of mental fortitude, I guess. One more night or three without feeling her naked body against me is not going to kill me.

 

 

Chapter Thirteen

 

 

Ally

 

The way Smitty is looking at me on the morning of Sam and Wren's wedding makes me wonder if he's going to say something important. He certainly looks like he has something monumental to say.

I'm at his trailer to let him know it's time to go pick up the bride and groom.

"Can I… I don't want to mess up your makeup but can I hold you for a second?"

"Of course you can hold me," I say. I mean, who in her right mind would say no to be held tight in the arms of this wonderful human?

"I like whatever it is you did to your eyes," he says. "Sorry, that came out stupid."

I have to laugh a little bit. "I decided to try a retro thing with my eyeliner. Like Sophia Loren."

"You're like ten times more beautiful than her. Am I wrinkling your dress?"

I don't know and I don't care, I don't want to take my eyes off of his to check on the state of my dress.

"The taffeta will be fine."

"What are we supposed to be doing again?"

I try out my best schoolmarm voice as I list off the things that need to be done in the next hour. "We're supposed to be meeting Sam and Wren up at the road in about five minutes. And I'm supposed to be whisking Wren off to put on her wedding dress."

Smitty's face nuzzles the spot where my neck meets my shoulder and murmurs, "Yes ma'am, wedding stuff. Dang, you smell so good."

Gathering up all my wherewithal to prevent my knees from buckling in response to the feel of his breath and lips along my neck and shoulder, I continue reminding him of the tasks at hand. "And the guests will be here any minute and you and the rest of the guys are supposed to be ushering them all in."

"How much time do we have?" The heat from his mouth against my skin, and the little groan that escapes his throat, send my butterflies through the roof.

"Not much we can do in five minutes. I'm wearing some industrial-strength undergarments, if that's what you mean," I say. When I mention my undergarments, he gives me a heated look. His eyes travel down to my cleavage.

Smitty releases a shuddering breath. "I can't wait to dance with you after the ceremony."

"I can't wait to be bad and sneak away during the reception. I'm sure you can think of somewhere we can go."

His hands squeeze my hips and he tightens his grip. I can feel his erection against my pelvis. "I can think of a few places. But I want our first time together to be special."

"Come on, you know I'm ready to get it on whenever you want," I say.

"Dang, woman. You've got me feeling some kind of way. I'm ready to ruin your makeup and your underwear all at once."

"How about I let you ruin my décolletage."

"I don't know what that is, but I definitely want to taste those melons."

"That's exactly what that is," I say. "Do it."

Smitty's lips are on my chest before I even have those two little words out, and I right away know this was a bad idea. It feels so good I don't want him to stop. I want him to keep going, and I want him to rip off my dress. I want him to rip off my Spanx and plow me. He's kissing the soft, sensitive skin of my chest in this strapless dress. My nipples are begging for his lips. My pussy is screaming for his touch.

Both of Smitty's hands caress my ass, and my hands explore him all over, inside his suit jacket.

"I feel like there's something I'm forgetting," Smitty says.

"I know what you mean. You cloud up my head, cowboy. We should go," I say, gaining control of my senses. "Maybe between the two of us we'll remember what we forgot to do."

 

 

Chapter Fourteen

 

 

Smitty

 

I join her in the golf cart and she floors it.

We arrive up at the top of the drive just as Sam's truck appears.

Ally makes quick introductions and whisks a surprised Wren off in the golf cart. I watch them drive off to the house and I hop in Sam's truck.

"Everything all right?" he asks me.

"What?" I say distractedly as I buckle in. "Oh. Yeah. Totally."

"I'm talking about my wedding day, son. Wren's wedding day. Everything taking care of?"

I snap out of the overheated trip I'm taking inside my head. "Yes, boss. Everything is perfect. Ally is… pretty amazing."

I sense Sam casting me a sidelong glance as we head toward the back of the barn that's all decked out for the wedding. "The judge is here, that's all I care about," Sam says when he throws the truck into park behind the barn. "Looks like Ally did a bang-up job. Thanks for suggesting I hire her. I think the two of you make a pretty good team. Are you OK, Smitty? You look a little feverish?"

"What? No, I'm perfectly fine."

 

 

Chapter Fifteen

 

 

Smitty

 

Most of the guests have been seated, and now it's getting close to the time for the bridal processional.

I go up to the house to let Ally know.

I walk through the house and find her in the guest room with Wren.

"Ma'am," I say to the stunning bride. "Most of the guests have arrived, and the other ranch hands are seating the remaining guests. I just came up to see if you or Ally needed anything else before I go down to wait with Sam."

Wren smiles sweetly at me and says no. "But I wouldn't mind about ten minutes to myself first before I go down, if that's OK?" She casts Ally a questioning look.

Ally touches her shoulder. "Of course. Just signal when you're ready, sweetie."

Ally and I step out of the room and go outside to the huge wraparound porch.

My heart is on fire just looking at her in that dress, her hair done up with a flower. Her cute retro shoes. She is classy and perfect, and I suddenly feel the need to lock this down.

"Ally."

She turns to me, an expectant look in her eyes. "Yes?"

"You're amazing. I'm a simple man with a simple life, I don't have a flashy car or a lot of money to court you properly. But I just have a lot of feelings right now and a lot of things I want to say."

Ally's eyes go wide and before I can say another word she's in my arms. "First of all, don't ever let me hear you say that again. You deserve me and I deserve you. We are both deserving people. We deserve happiness. So don't start. Don't run yourself down, OK?"

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