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  Just when Gabe thought that the feeling of her pumping hips up and down on his cock couldn’t get any better, she changed her position slightly. She brought her feet up on either side of him, putting her weight on them to where she was squatting over him and grabbing hold of his arms for balance she started to bounce. She slammed down onto him over and over; the smacking of their skin resonated throughout the room.

  “Fuck! Sunny!” Gabe shouted.

  Unprepared for the onslaught of sensations her new position brought, Gabe’s sack started to draw up in the first sign of his climax, unwilling to finish before her, he grabbed her hips and lifted her off of him and flipped her onto her back. She squealed at the quick movement and then moaned in the back of her throat as Gabe buried his face between her legs.

  He licked up her dripping opening; her nectar was sweet and savory, her scent intoxicating. He licked up and quickly flicked his tongue against her hard clit. She gasped as her hips bucked up against his face. One of her hands gripped his hair and the other grabbed her discarded robe to cover her mouth and her screams.

  He alternated between hard and soft, and quick and slow flicks of his tongue. He slid his index finger into her tight slit, crooked his finger once, hitting the soft tissue of her G-spot and her thighs clenched his head tightly for a split second before they started to shake violently with tremors as her walls started to milk his finger.

  Loving the feeling of her climax around his manhood, he quickly sat up and slammed into her convulsing inner muscles, they both cried out. Sunny’s climax starting all over again. Tears sprang to her eyes and ran down the sides of her face as he pounded into her, her orgasms continued to ripple, rolling into each other.

  “I can’t…I can’t! No…more! Gabe…please!” Sunny begged ripping the robe away from her mouth to plead with him.

  Gabe knew she had reached her limit. He let go, no longer holding back his release. With one more smooth pump into her drenched pussy his orgasm ripped through him, sending tingling flames through his entire body as his seed drenched her womb. He collapsed half on top of her, not wanting to put all of his weight on her, but needing to feel her damp warm skin against his.

  “Sweet baby Jesus! For as long as I live I’ll never understand how you can do that!” Sunny panted in awe.

  “Do what?” Gabe asked into her neck as he nuzzled her.

  “Make me have multiple orgasms.”

  “What can I say…I’m gifted.” Gabe smiled against her skin.

  “Cocky much?” Sunny laughed.

  “I don’t know, you tell me.” Gabe said as he stroked his hardening length that was still inside her.

  “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me?! Again?! It’s had to have been only a minute…tops!” Sunny cried out.

  “When are you gonna learn Sweet Girl, that my body craves yours at all times?” Gabe said before thrusting in again and sucking a taut nipple into his mouth.

  “I guess there could be worse ways to pass the time.” Sunny said around a gasp.

  Gabe lifted Sunny off of the floor and placed her in their bed. He had an agenda, and it involved making love to her all night until they were both delirious. He had no problem accomplishing his goal. They slept for an hour here, thirty minutes there, every time he woke up his body craved her and he’d turn to her. After about the sixth time, they finally fell into a deep exhausted sleep.

  ~~~

  Sunny woke up a few hours later to the feel of Gabe’s thick manhood sliding into her tight swollen already wet and aroused core.

  “Why?! No more. No more.” Sunny groaned.

  “I’m sorry baby. But I can’t help it. It was two weeks too long not being able to touch you. I’ll be gentle.” Gabe said, slowly pumping into her.

  Gabe wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against him. He leisurely stroked an orgasm out of Sunny, quickly following her. As he eased out of her abused labia, Sunny hissed in pain. I wonder if my vagina looks like it’s been used as a punching bag.

  “I’m so sorry. I promise I’m done.” Gabe kissed her bare shoulder.

  “You better be. You’re cut off for at least forty-eight hours.” Sunny said, rolling over to scowl at him.

  “Alright, fine. But did you notice that you didn’t have any nightmares last night?” Gabe smirked at her.

  “Eh, I guess you have a point, though it’s not like I slept much.” Sunny agreed grudgingly.

  “So I have something I want to discuss with you.” Gabe said, brushing back a strand of curls from Sunny’s face.

  “Okay, shoot.” Sunny gave him her full attention, ignoring her aching hoo-ha.

  “So I was thinking that we could take a tour of Europe for our honeymoon. And along the way we can stop in Spain to visit with my family, meet my grandmother. And then if possible go to Norway to find my father’s family. I’d like to know them too, if they’re still alive.” Gabe suggested shyly.

  “Oh my God, Gabe! That’s a wonderful idea! It would be great for you to meet your family, and I’ve always wanted to travel around Europe. It’s perfect!” Sunny leaned over and placed a kissed his on the lips.

  “Okay good, I’ll book a flight for us on a bigger private jet that is equipped to fly overseas.” Gabe said relieved.

  “Did you honestly think I’d say no to you meeting the rest of your family, to see where you came from?” Sunny looked at him skeptically.

  “I just wasn’t sure it was something that you’d want to do on your honeymoon…you know…hang out with my family.” Gabe shrugged self-consciously.

  “First of all its Europe…it’s not like we’re going down the street to the in-laws. And second, it’s fucking Europe!” Sunny said so excited that she tackled him on the bed and planted kisses all over his face.

  “Then Europe it is.” Gabe chuckled and squeezed her tightly to him.

  ~~~

  A month later, Sunny looked at herself in the full-length mirror, as she took deep breaths to calm her nervous jitters. Today was the day that she was to become Mrs. Gabriel Wolf and she was excited and a basket case all at the same time. She couldn’t believe that three months ago she had been drowning her sorrows in beer and ice cream, never believing that she’d find anyone that would appreciate her for who she was, never seeing past her full curves to the woman within. Never believing that fairytales could actually come true for a Plain Jane. And after spending time with Gabe, she didn’t even consider herself plain anymore. She felt like the bombshell he saw in her.

  Not only had she found the most gorgeous man that walked the planet, but he was sweet, considerate and loving. And not only did he see her for who she truly was and adored her for it, but he loved her full curves as well. Boggles the mind. Yeah, I’m getting married bitches!!! She wanted to give a great big, double middle fingers up, to the douche bags that hadn’t given her the time of day or thought she wasn’t worthy enough for marriage. Stick that in your pie-hole!

  So just like she did three months ago, she stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked closely at her reflection. But this time instead of trying to see what other men might see, she looked objectively at what she thought Gabe might see today.

  Her wild curls were subdued into big beachy waves and secured into a loose side bun with bobby-pins that had tiny seed pearls at the ends and a big yellow silk organza flower above the bun. A few wispy tendrils framed her face that was made up with light natural makeup. Her eyes looked big and bright, her cheeks had a rosy glow that had nothing to do with blush and her lips shined with clear lip gloss.

  Her white wedding dress was perfect for the more casual beach type wedding she had chosen. It was off-the-shoulder, with a corset type bodice that cinched in her waist, and was covered with a pretty lace fabric that went into three-quarter length sleeves to cover her “Hello Bettys”. The full satin skirt flared out at the hips and stopped at the knees in the front and draped to the floor in the back, showing off her full and shapely calves. Around the waist was a shi
ny white satin sash with a yellow organza flower on the side that matched the one in her hair. To finish out the look she had elegant dangle earrings that showcased beautiful canary yellow diamonds on the ends that matched her ring. And she wore new yellow wedge heels to pull it all together. They bought a new pair since the one’s from before were ruined the night of the awards ceremony incident.

  The look was constructed by two stylists that Gabe had hired, refusing to let Sunny fret over how she was going to do her hair and makeup on her big day. All in all, she felt that she looked pretty and elegant, and hoped that Gabe would like it too.

  A knock sounded at the door and in swept Sunny’s mom, Francesca, Alyssa and Renee. Her mother was in a classic fitted A-lined knee-length yellow dress with a short-waisted lightweight jacket. Alyssa was also in a knee length yellow dress that was flirty with spaghetti straps and a couple layers of delicate chiffon that swirled around her fit long legs as she walked. Renee was in a strapless empire waist yellow knee length dress. And keeping with the yellow theme, Francesca had on a mid-calf length flowing halter dress.

  “Oh my God, Sunny! You look absolutely stunning!” Alyssa exclaimed when she saw Sunny standing in front of the mirror. “Gabe is going to bust a blood vessel, not to mention, rip that dress off of you later.”

  “TMI, Alyssa!” Donna Stone cringed at the thought, even as her eyes filled with tears at the sight of her daughter. “Sunny…I have no words for how gorgeous you look.” Donna dabbed a tissue at the corners of her eyes.

  “Don’t you dare mom!” Sunny shouted, fanning her face and watering eyes. “I can’t ruin my face just yet. I’m sure the waterworks will start once I see Gabe, but not till then. So suck it up!”

  Sunny knew that this was the only time she could speak that way to her mother, maybe besides giving birth to a child. Any other time, she’d probably be smacked senseless, even at thirty-four. Donna just laughed and fanned her face with her tissue, trying to control her emotions. And Francesca just dabbed at her eyes quietly smiling at Sunny.

  “Oh shit…uh sorry Mrs. Stone…Francesca!” Alyssa covered her mouth at her slip in front of Sunny and Gabe’s moms. “Sunny I almost forgot; Gabe wants to exchange your wedding gifts now.”

  “What?! He can’t see me before the wedding!” Sunny panicked.

  “Don’t worry about it, I’ve got it covered. Come on.” Alyssa said grabbing Sunny’s hand and pulling her out of the bedroom and into the living room of the villa they were staying in on the coastal city of Cabo San Lucas. There were two chairs sitting with their backs pushed against either side of the open French door to the patio where Alyssa pulled Sunny over to the chair inside the villa and sat her down.

  Alyssa walked out onto the patio and a few minutes later Sunny felt a strong warm hand clasp her sweaty one.

  “I missed you last night and this morning, Sweet Girl. I could barely sleep.” Gabe’s baritone voice said turning pouty.

  Sunny smiled and her nerves instantly calmed at hearing his smooth voice and feeling his large hand that infused her with his unfailing strength.

  “I missed you too. I hated not waking up wrapped in a Gabe burrito.” Sunny said, squeezing Gabe’s hand and listening to his deep chuckle.

  Gabe released her hand and a second later he slid a large box across the floor to the side of her chair.

  “Here’s your present, I wanted to give it to you myself.” Gabe said softly.

  Sunny leaned over and slid the heavy box in front of her.

  “Jesus, what’s in it?!” Sunny exclaimed over the weight of the box.

  “Just a little something. Open it.” Sunny heard the smile in Gabe’s voice.

  Unable to lift it, Sunny bent over and ripped open the wrapping. Underneath was a beautiful old leather box, and unsnapping the two clasps on the bottom and lifting the top revealed an old-fashioned typewriter inside.

  “Oh my God! Gabe it’s beautiful!” Sunny gasped.

  “I thought that a writer should have a traditional typewriter to inspire her. And even if you don’t use it to write, it’ll still make a beautiful edition to your office as a work of art.” Gabe said.

  “I love it!” Sunny caressed it gently and then pressed down on one of the round buttons, hearing the clack of the classic machine.

  Sunny heard something else slide across the floor and looking down she saw a more slender but still large rectangular-shaped box next to her chair. Reaching down, Sunny grabbed the lighter box and place it in her lap. Curiously she ripped open the paper and lifted the top of the gift box to unveil a dark brown leather bound portfolio with “The Story of Us” in the middle and the initials “S&G” on the bottom right-hand corner embossed in gold on the front. Sunny clasped a hand over her mouth.

  “That’s just a little something that I thought you could use when presenting your screenplays. Once you’ve typed or printed them out, you can carry them in there.” Gabe informed her.

  “Gabriel Wolf! You didn’t have to buy me two presents!” Sunny cried.

  “No, but I did have to buy you three.” Gabe said, reaching around to place one more gift into her hands.

  This gift was small, like something jewelry would fit in. With shaky hands Sunny unwrapped the last gift and opened the velvet box. Sunny gasped again as tears came to her eyes. Resting inside was a delicate platinum necklace and in the middle was a pendant that read “Sweet Girl” in a pretty cursive font that was in platinum as well with a pair of tiny hot pink bejeweled wedge heels in between the two words.

  “I have no words. Gabe this is the sweetest freakin’ gift ever!” Sunny proclaimed. “I’m putting it on now and never taking it off.” Sunny took out the necklace and clasped it around her neck.

  “I’m glad you like them. I couldn’t decide between the three, so I got all of them. It’s the least I could do since you’ve had to put up with all the bullshit my life has thrown at you.” Gabe said sincerely.

  “I’d do it all over again without the gifts, just to be with you Gabriel.” Sunny said fervently. “Here. I have something for you too. Just one though.” Sunny said, placing her gift in his hand.

  “I’m sure I’ll cherish it.” Gabe said reassuringly.

  Sunny heard the paper being torn off of his gift, but then there was silence. What felt like an eternity went by and then Sunny heard Gabe clear his throat, and several more seconds ticked by and still he said nothing. And suddenly she felt his hand clasp hers tightly.

  “Su…Sunny, I…” Again she heard him clear his throat that sounded thick with emotion. “It’s beautiful.” He finally whispered. “Thank you.” He squeezed her hand even tighter.

  Sunny hadn’t known what to get for a man that has everything and could buy anything he didn’t. So Sunny had went for more sentimental and had chosen a silver pocket watch with gold inner gears that could be viewed through the clear glass in the middle, the numbers where in Roman numerals and it had double doors that opened on either side. On the inside of one door she had taken the picture of his mother and father and gotten it copied and shrunk down to size and on the other door was a picture of them they had taken for their engagement.

  She had gotten an inscription on the front side of each door. On the door with his parents’ picture it simply read E&F with 12-9-74 the day his parents were married underneath their initials. On the door with their picture the inscription read, I’ve had the time of my life, with G&S and the current date 7-27-13.

  “Are you sure you like it? You seem kinda quiet.” Sunny asked unsure if it was the right gift to get him.

  “Aw baby, I’m quiet because I’m trying to keep it together so I don’t bawl like a fucking little girl.” Gabe laughed around what sounded like tears in his throat. “It’s perfect.”

  ~~~

  After Sunny left the room to finish doing whatever brides do before a wedding, Gabe grabbed the typewriter and leather portfolio and placed them on the dining room table, before walking back to the cordoned off groom’s area.

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nbsp; He kept reaching his hand back into his pocket to feel the pocket watch, wanting to feel the weight of it in his hand. It was now the most important possession he owned. Sunny couldn’t have gotten his gift more right if she tried. Hell, I still have a knot in my throat!

  Gabe walked into the living room of the four bedroom villa where Sunny’s parents, his mother and Sunny’s brother Jace were staying, and where he’d stayed last night. It was currently being used as the men’s dressing area.

  Sunny’s dad Sam, Jace and Alyssa’s boyfriend Brandon were sitting in the living room chitchatting about the latest ball game. The men were in charcoal grey relaxed fit linen slacks that almost looked like jeans from afar and matching vests with white button down shirts and yellow ties and pristine white K-Swiss tennis shoes. Gabe wore a matching three-piece linen suit with white shirt and yellow tie and tennis shoes, but his suit was a paler shade of gray and had a jacket.

  When Gabe walked in Jace stood up and patted him on the shoulder and then walked into the kitchen to grab their yellow boutonnières from the fridge.

  “So are you ready to marry my daughter?” Sam stood up and clapped Gabe on the back.

  “Yes, sir.” Gabe answered happily.

  “Good. And now that you’re about to become a part of the family, you can call me dad if you’d like. I know you never knew your own father, and I know that I can’t take his place. But if you need me or even Donna for that matter, when Francesca goes back to Spain, just know that we’re here and glad to call you our son-in-law.” Sam said sincerely.

  “Thank you, Sam…dad. I appreciate that.” Gabe barely got the words past the quickly growing knot lodged in his throat. Fuck my life! Can I get through this day without breaking down like a baby?!

  “Alright then. Let’s get these flowers on and head down.” Sam said clearing his own throat.

  Once their flowers were on, they headed down to the area where the ceremony was taking place. It was on the terrace of the resort built into a cliff and overlooking the ocean. A canopy of yellow and white flowers adorned the wooden pergola at the front of the rows of white cushioned seating with yellow bows where their guests were seated. The resort was thankfully clear of paparazzi, since they had kept the time and place of their nuptials top secret.