Wedding day

Wedding day 

Stacy's Pov

Sitting on the chair in the dressing room, I still can't comprehend the fact that I would be married to someone that is almost a stranger today.

 The makeup artist who has been working on my face for the past hour just finished, Christine and the designer's assistant helped me into my gown. 

 Old man Morris prepared a very elegant set of jewelry that was sent to the room earlier this morning, as if Margareta was expecting that she immediately packed up her precious pearl necklace that she was going to lend to me earlier so that I don't look tacky. 

I stepped into my silver stiletto heels and stood in front of the mirror and I gasped in awe because I almost didn't recognize myself. 

Everything was perfect like it was made all just for me! This is what it feels like to step into the world of the rich and I must admit, I really haven't seen the world at all like Margareta always says…

Christine kept complimenting me the whole time, and giving me heads up of what I should be prepared for in the Morris family, as she has some friends that are also from the aristocratic family as well. 

 Fifteen minutes later Margareta called to tell me that the program was starting. I had no one to walk me down the aisle because I sternly warned Margareta not to tell Mr Carrion.

 That sperm donor of mine and his mafia members is the last person I want to see today, I just want a peaceful atmosphere and the event should really pass by fast.

While walking down the aisle I can see Richard standing at the altar waiting for me together with the priest.

 And for a moment my mind drifted to how attractive he looks in his suit, with properly aligned jawline and a well sculpted face that could make the Greek god rethink his whole existence. Damn! This guy is devilishly handsome! 

With the applause from the audience I jerked back to reality, and quickened my pace towards him. I can feel his gaze on me too but I dare not meet his eyes for fear of my thoughts drifting off again…

Richard's POV 

 So is this really happening? It still feels like yesterday that grandfather came up with the absurd marriage talk and now it's been a month and here I am standing at the altar waiting for this sharp tongued woman to get herself here and be married to me. 

 Just as the music started playing I turned my head towards the entrance to see her walk in and it was like a dream! She really looks like an angel…

With her hair let down and her cleavage revealing in the dress that clung to her curvy body, the red lipstick on her lips made me drawn to her face and I really can't explain what I saw…

Has this woman been hiding all this beauty and body behind her usually shabby appearance?

She met my eyes for what felt like a second and her hazel colored eyes felt like the ocean, trailing down to her waistline with my eyes again, I felt my penis throb! 

Wtf? I am definitely not that sex starved and this sharp tongued woman would be the death of me before I even think about touching her… 

 I heard the applause from the audience and brought myself back to the present,the priest read out our wedding vows and "I Do" for some reason, it made my heart flutter. 

Then the priest said to me "Mr Richard Morris, do you take Miss Stacy Williams to be your wife, in sickness and in health, for good and for bad, till death do you part?" 

"I do" I responded immediately. 

The priest said you may now kiss the bride, and it felt like the validation I have been waiting for all my life. 

 I closed up to her and met her red lips with mine, it felt like a refreshing cold water was poured on me on a fiery hot day. 

Her lips are so soft and tasted like strawberry, mixed with the natural scent of her body that smells like fresh sunflowers, it made me want more. I pried, opened her mouth with my tongue and went deeper for the strawberry taste. I know I'm being greedy but I don't want to stop.

I can already feel how hard my penis was, and it was just waiting to be inserted in her body just then she pulled away. 

The rest of the event went by in a flash but I couldn't get over the taste of her lips or the smell of her body all through. 

Stacy's Pov

The event ended soon enough and now I'm in Richard's villa moving my things to his room. 

I still can't wrap my head around what happened at the wedding. How can I be attracted to Richard Morris! He is the all time jerk, get yourself together Stacy! I told myself.

But the moment of me walking in and our eyes meeting and the kiss! The kiss was the highlight of everything for me, the smell of his cologne brought me closer to him and when our lips met! I was literally screaming in my head the minty taste of his mouth and the way it ravished me like a delicacy, I just wanted more then he had to pry open my mouth with his tongue at that exact moment. 

I was so wet and it felt like I have always seen in my wet dreams, I had to use the last bit of my rational to pull away or we'd both undress each other on the wedding altar. 

If only he was a nice person! Madam Morris! A call from one of the house help distracted me from my thoughts. 

Madam Morris where should we keep this? She asked

Please put it on the table or in one of the drawers by the bed. I responded