Caught: In A Case by C.M. Steele
Chapter 14
The hotel was the top of the line; I wanted the best for her. They escorted us to our suite. The wedding prep team was waiting for my girl. I would meet her down in the chapel, located in the hotel. I didn’t want to take her to some drive-thru chapel, or one where you were married by an impersonator. Since her father was a piece of shit, she had asked my guy, Mike, to walk her down the aisle to me. He looked so fucking proud doing his task, he even kissed her cheek. I was going to let that slide since I knew it was meant to be harmless. Kristen was getting a raise. The planning was top-notch, for a last minute affair. I thought she was in the wrong field, but hell if I would tell her that, she was an excellent office manager now.
My girl came down looking like an angel. Her gown flowed down to her knees, but had a Romanesque look to it, with straps of silk wrapped around her breasts and waist. She was sexy and innocent-looking, all in one. The heels, wow, I lost my mind. They had to be the hottest things I had ever seen; they made her legs look long and lean and tasty. She would be wearing the fuck me heels to bed.
The ceremony was quick, but it felt like forever, as I waited for someone to stop us. However, it went smoothly, and now I’m a married man. Christ, how a week makes a difference. I guess when they said I was a steamroller it wasn’t an exaggeration. I wanted her, I claimed her, and named her in less than a week, and I’m pretty sure I impregnated her, too.
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I was married to the most handsome man, who made me feel so special, and the troubles I’ve had, don’t seem so bad when he is near. But I’m so nervous. We spent last night making love, and now, we are on the flight to meet his parents. Last night was a dream, and our coupling had been better than before. I don’t know if it was because we truly belonged to each other, or I was getting surer of his feelings, but it was amazing. Once we ate dinner with Mike and Milo, we returned to our room. The lights were off and only candles and the moonlight illuminated the room, creating the aroma of vanilla and spice. My Jackson had the suite arranged for a true wedding night, and it was outrageously wonderful. I don’t know how he put it together, but I would have to thank Kristen, she was awesome. He pulled me into the bedroom, and it was lit with more candles. Vases were scattered throughout the room, with white roses, and lying on the bed were the red rose petals. All I could picture was that movie American Beauty. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me; swiping my hair to the side, he began to caress my neck with his lips. “Do you like it, my wife?” The way he said that had been so provocative and reverent, I melted. All I could do was nod and tilt my head to enjoy his touch.
“I love you, my husband.”
He turned me to him and caressed my cheek. “I like the sound of it from your lips. Buttercup, say it again.”
“My husband, I love you so much.” I had unleashed a beast with those words. He pulled my face to him roughly as he planted his lips on mine, sparing not a moment to dominate and part them to make his way in. He was like an invading army, plundering them as he wrapped his hands around my waist. He pulled away long enough to whisper, “Elizabeth, I love you so much, I can’t bear it. I need to claim my wife.”
My gown was lifted off my body in a flash; then my bra and my drenched panties were torn from my body. He hadn’t waited to take us to the bed before unleashing his beast from his trousers. I felt the cool feel of the wall as he inserted two fingers inside my dripping pussy. I started to beg, for what I didn’t know. All I knew was that I needed more, more, more. He gripped my ass and lifted me up, and then down, onto his impatiently waiting erection. I felt the fullness of his entry. It wasn’t our first time, but he still overwhelmed me with his size. I just began to relish the full feeling when he started to pull in and out slowly, then faster and faster. Just as I began to feel the pull of my release, he slowed down and ground his pelvis against mine, increasing the pressure and pleasure to my clit.
“AHHH!!! JACKSON!!! I’M COMING!!!” That was all I could get out, as I came all over his cock. I kissed him deeply, and he carried us to the bed where he had me at the edge and laid me down, as he plowed into me. My legs were resting on his shoulders as he pounded away, holding onto my ankles by my heels. I couldn’t believe it, but I was about to come again. I couldn’t, it was too much. Before I could argue that I couldn’t take any more, he pulled out and decided he was thirsty for my juice and penetrated my slit with his tongue. I rewarded his efforts with a clenching scream, as I came for the third time while he lapped up my juices. My man picked me up and flipped me on my hands and knees and dove right in. My pussy gripped his cock as he leaned over my back, reaching for my hands. Jackson grabbed my hand and rubbed my rings, the symbol of his ownership of me. He bit my ear, moaning out “mine” over and over again, as he pounded his hot release into me.
I looked across our room at my man, who was getting some much-needed work done, and thought about what a lucky woman I was. He didn’t tell his family about the wedding, and I thought they were going to be upset about it. They didn’t even know me. I would be upset if my son married a woman I hadn’t met, let alone hadn’t approved of. With all my current issues, I was sure they would want him to file for a divorce.
“Baby, you need to stop looking at me like that before I make you sorer than you are. See, look what you’ve done now, woman.” He was giving me the look that drenched my already wet panties.
He lifted his finger and summoned me, as he undid his belt.
“Come here.”
I approached my husband sheepishly, awaiting his command. “Kneel.” I did as I was told, as he lifted his swollen cock out of his pants. “Do you want it, baby?”
I nodded. “Well, come and get it.”
I licked him like my favorite ice cream cone. Then I took his fat head into my little mouth and began to suck, interchanging the speed and pressure, teasing him. He was moaning so loudly, I was sure the stewardess and the pilot knew what I was doing. He couldn’t take anymore and lifted me onto him, sliding my panties to the side and plowing into my aching pussy. Sucking his cock got me so excited; really hot and bothered. I was with him for the whole ride and we came together.
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This morning we had a huge fight before we left the hotel. I wanted him to understand that I wasn’t after his money, so I was willing to sign a prenuptial agreement. He went bat shit crazy at the idea. He told me there was no need for it because we weren’t getting a divorce. It was a done deal, and if I had wanted an early out, I should have thought of that before I said yes. He was so mad. I told him I was just doing it to show I cared. His reply was that if I cared, there would never be a need for a prenup. He needed some time to cool down, so he went down to the gym, then to the pool for a swim.
He came back to the suite an hour later and went to take his shower. When he got out, he looked frightened. I was getting my bags packed and ready to go. We were to leave in two hours because there was a storm off the coast and headed this way, but since he was in the shower, he didn’t get Mike’s change of plans yet.
“What the hell are you doing? Tell me you aren’t leaving me.” He looked lost, vulnerable, and angry. He tossed my suitcase off the bed and onto the floor, as he picked me up and carried me to the nearest wall. I had this really cute dress on that I saw in the hotel shop, and he lifted it up and ripped my panties off. One finger entered me. I was lost to this hot man that was naked under the towel that just covered his massive erection that was begging to come out and play. “Answer me, damn it!”
Before I could answer, he pulled out his finger and entered me in one thrust, pinning me to the wall. I couldn’t contain my moan.
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She wanted to leave me already. We just got married, and she wanted to leave me. I knew I left when we should have talked it out. I realized too late why she had wanted it, and now she wasn’t going to waste her time with some old man like me. I pounded into her pussy trying to satisfy her, all the while I was about to explode. Every moan I forced out of her body made me harder.
I was too close, so I dropped to my knees and bent to claim my pussy. I ate her out, and she came so hard I think she fractured my tongue. I turned her around and thrust back into her still quivering pussy. One hand was on her breast and the other wrapped around her throat. “You are mine, this is mine, and I’m not letting you go. Do you hear me, Buttercup? These rings here mean we belong to each other.” I brought our left hands together, on the wall, to show her the symbol of my love.
“I’m not leaving you. I love you.”
That’s it, my seed wouldn’t wait. I shot deep into her.
By the time my heart had calmed down, there was a knock at the door. “Boss, the car will be ready to take us to the airport in half an hour.” Only my wife had the energy to get out, “We will be ready.”
“What the hell is going on?”
“Jackson, I was trying to tell you. But when you got out of the shower, I was blown away by my sexy beast of a husband, in only a mini towel that didn’t hide my favorite toy.” She kissed me and pulled away, to get her suitcase off the floor. “We have to leave earlier than expected. The weather has changed and there is a storm coming in and if we don’t leave soon, we won’t be able to leave until tomorrow.”
I stopped what she was doing and kissed her. “Elizabeth, will there ever be a time when I’m not saying sorry? I have done so every day we have been together.”
“Actually that time was amazing. I love you and am not going anywhere, except to meet your parents. Yikes! I’m not ready for that.” It was good to hear my wife laugh. We had departed the hotel and headed onto the plane. The trip to Maine would be longer than the ride to Vegas, and I was glad because my wife and I christened the bed as a married couple.
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I called ahead and let my mom know that we were arriving earlier than we had said. She was all giddy; way too excited to care. I hadn’t told them we got married, but I would once we arrived; although it would be hard not to notice since we were both sporting matching wedding rings, and my girl’s big ass rock.
We pulled up to the seaside entrance of our family estate because I wanted my wife to see how I had grown up. Our family home was cool, and I hoped that one day she would love this place like I did. I love my beautiful Buttercup, who just happened to be looking absolutely ravishing. She had been worried about what my parents would think of her, and I was worried what they’d think of me. I mean, I was an old man compared to my bride. If they didn’t like it, then fuck it. I would take my girl home and keep our little family to ourselves until they got their shit together. I had too much shit on my plate, to take anyone’s fucking attitude.
Just as we pulled to the front, out came my parents and my little sister. You would think they were meeting some famous celebrity the way they were acting; like the way my sister was jumping up and down. “Buttercup, I would like to introduce you to my family. This is my mother, Claire, and my father, William, and this pint-sized trouble is my little sister, Zoey. Mom, Dad, and brat, I would like to introduce you to my lovely wife, Elizabeth.”
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My man was beaming and had a smile that stretched from ear to ear. As he made the introductions, it was obvious that he wanted to let them know that he was extremely happy about our marriage.
“You were not kidding when you said you wanted to hurry it along. I hope there was no reason to rush.” Claire looked directly at her son with a stern “you better have not” look. “The only rush, mother, was that I wanted to snatch her up before anyone else could catch her, and before I got any older. My looks will only last so long.” He kissed his mom with a boyish grin, as he told her that. “But I do have to say, I’m hoping that blessed event happens sooner rather than later. Right, baby?”
“OMG, you are so young. I mean you are almost old enough to be her dad, Jackson.” Zoey jokingly said as she bumped his shoulder.
“Sometimes, I wish you were a boy, so I could knock you on your ass,” he grumbled at his sister. I liked her already.
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“Brothers! Come on, let’s leave gramps with my dad, so I can get to know my new sister.” Zoey and my mom dragged my girl away, and I was lonely already. Damn, that was what she’s done to me. When she was out of the room, my heart felt like it was missing something.
“Hey, she is cute, son. I hope that you are ready for the backlash you are going to get, at having a little kitten for a wife. I hope that she can handle our society. She is much more timid than your sister is, and Zoey still has a hard time associating with our friends.”
“She will be fine, Dad. I won’t let someone treat my wife bad.” The tone in my voice lent no room for argument.
“About what I asked in our earlier conversation, had you noticed any issue with me or my company that would have someone single us out.”
“The only thing I found out, was that the offer for the property you had from Seattle didn’t come from Seattle. It was Thompson who initiated the move.”
“Do you think he has something to do with these people trying to come up with some blackmailing scam against me?”
Dad looked worried. “I don’t know, but maybe you should have a meeting with him while you are here. By the way, son, how long are you and the little missus here for?”
“Actually, pops, I was thinking we would stay two weeks, and then I would leave her here for a week while I handled some things at home. I want her to be safe, and at this point, I know she isn’t. I have men protecting her at all times at home, but it is not enough.”
I explained all the information I had on the situation. To say he was a little pissed was like saying a mountain was a bump in the road. He fumed and decided to make some calls, now that he had more information.
We walked into the house to see my favorite ladies in a discussion about you know who. “Buttercup, you wouldn’t be telling them how I had to hogtie you and make you marry me at gunpoint.” He smiled, and his mom and sister shared a secret smile with each other. “Of course not. I wouldn’t want them to think you’re such a brute. I only told them you blindfolded me and tied my hands and feet, so I couldn’t run.”
“I have a comedienne for a wife. Woman, get over here. We are going to take a nap. It’s been a long day, and we will join you for dinner.”
We waved goodbye as we headed to my old bedroom. The room was just as I had left it. I changed it when I came back from college, but I spent most of my time working, and I sure as hell had never brought a woman home. No bitch earned that prize. My wife was the only one worthy of being in my room. I loved looking at her. She stood in the center of my massive room and looked all around. There was nothing special in here. I was a lawyer, so there were tons of law books and sports things. I hadn’t played in years, but I had been one hell of a baseball player; my room was peppered with the trophies I had won in college. She admired them all. She was proud of her man. “Yummy, you are sexy. No wonder you had so many women.”
“Baby, don’t start that shit. I’m not completely proud of my past, but I can’t do anything to change it.” My precious girl was staring at the walls, taking in all of my sports figures. I liked all sports. My favorite was baseball, then football; both I watched when I was home.
“It’s nice. Your room is large and really shows who you are.”
“You think, Buttercup?”
“Yes, it seems so personal and inviting. It has both of your passions; sports and law.” She turned to look at me and my heart melted. “I have another passion that is in this room, too.” I walked up to the lovely, short, blue-eyed, blonde woman who was now my wife and pulled her into my arms. “You are my passion. I adore you, and like my sports and law, you, I’ll never tire of.”
“Oh…” I had begun the exploration I wanted to make the instant we got out of the car. The pulse on her neck was my target. I licked and sucked on the delicious flutter of her heart that displayed her desire. “My wife, I want you. I want to lick and taste every delectable inch of you.” She shivered in my arms and rubbed her pussy against my jeans.
Before I could even think of getting her naked, my girl had my shirt off and pants down to my knees, and her luscious mouth wrapped around my fat cockhead. She was blowing my mind, and it was incredible. Having that lovely mouth take me in was the best; next to burying it in her pussy. She swallowed and took it deeper, it was feeling too good. Fuck, I was so fucking close, “hmmm”, I had enough. “Buttercup, I’m going to come.” Of course, it spurred her on and she groped my balls and stroked the rest of my cock. Gripping her head, my hands curved around her face and started pounding down her throat. The beast growled as I shot loads of come down my woman’s mouth. Once she licked me dry, I took her to the bed and set her down gently, kissing her all the way down. “My wife, my wife, my wife,” I chanted as I undressed her; revealing all her delights to my eyes. The desire was blatant in her darkened, passion-filled eyes. “Oh…my….” I had to taste her. I opened up her thighs and licked each one until I reached her center. Damn, her scent called to me. Now, anytime someone talked about the call of the wild, I would know what it meant. My first lick had my baby pumping her hips off the bed. I had to hold them down as I went to town on her tasty cunt. The instant I put one finger into her juicy center, I was given her beautiful cries that I was sure my family had heard. She gripped my hair hard and ground my face into her pussy, as she rode her orgasm out on my face. I was fucking about to burst. “Jackson, I need you.”
“What do you need, baby?”
“I need you inside me.” Her panting and husky voice had my cock spilling pre-come on my floor. I lifted her to the center of the bed and stripped the rest of my clothes off, entering her in one slow thrust.
Her walls sucked me in and squeezed out more pre-come. I just came, and I was ready to pop again. I needed to get her off at least one more time before I joined her in oblivion. I slowly stroked her tight pussy, in and out, and over and over again. I knew she was close when she pulled my face down on her, sucking my tongue into her mouth. The kisses brought me to the edge again, and I lost control; pumping into her hard. Picking up the pace had pushed her over the edge, and her clenching walls brought me with her. “Jackson, I love you.”
Dinner was in an hour, so we jumped in the shower to be ready on time. When Elizabeth realized the time, she practically flew out of my arms and off the bed. “I want to make a good impression on your parents. I don’t want to be late. Come on Jackson, get up.” I lifted the sheet that covered my naked body and gave my girl the crooked smile. “I already am.”
She had the nerve to roll her eyes at me and laugh. I found that shit sexy as hell. You know by now, I find everything she does sexy as hell. I followed her ass into the shower, therefore, it took longer than it was supposed to. For someone who was in a hurry, she sure took her time soaping up my cock, and well, I couldn’t walk downstairs with a raging erection. Turning her to face the wall I made her take it hard, from behind. “Damn it, woman, don’t blame me when we are late. You should have left my dick alone.” It wasn’t long before we were both sated. We dressed quickly and made it to the table without delaying the meal. She giggled all the way down the stairs.
