Sunny Side Up - JJ Maybank

20

Six months ago when Sarah and John B had announced their engagement, nobody was surprised. They'd been childhood sweethearts since teenagers and they were the happiest couple I knew. Today was the day of their wedding and I was terrified. I was Sarah's maid of honour and JJ was John B's best man. Don't get me wrong, both of us were ecstatic to be asked, but it was a big deal and I was nervous. I'd been to the dress fitting a couple of weeks ago and was in love with my dress; I hadn't shown JJ yet but I hope he liked it. We got changed in separate rooms at the wedding venue but I managed to sneak out for some fresh air and met JJ outside.

"You look beautiful," he breathed, and I swore I saw his eyes water slightly. It made me wonder what it would be like if one day JJ and I got married.

"You polish up pretty nicely yourself," I smirked, giving him a quick kiss as I admired his muscles in his tux.

"Sunny, there you are!" Sarah called, giving JJ a smile before dragging me back inside so we could rehearse.

Flora was the flower girl and she looked adorable in her baby pink dress. She had little roses in her hair and a basket full of confetti to throw when Sarah walked down the aisle. Kiara was a bridesmaid with Wheezie, and Pope had front row seats. Rafe holding our daughter on his lap as he watched his sister get married made me more emotional than I thought it would, but I was so glad he'd stepped up to be a good father.

"Sarah Cameron, do you take John Booker Routledge to be your lawful wedded husband?"

"I do," she smiled, trying to hold in her happy tears as she stared at the love of her life.

"John Booker Routledge, do you take Sarah Cameron to be your lawful wedded wife?"

"I do," he grinned, staring at Sarah adoringly.

"You may kiss the bride."

All of our eyes teared-up when we watched our friends be pronounced husband and wife and I knew that it was a day we'd never forget. Rafe was babysitting Flora for the night so JJ and I made the most of the open bar and got a bit drunk. We danced for hours and I caught Sarah's bouquet which made me grin madly.

"Our turn next, baby," JJ smiled, kissing me sloppily as he pulled me into his arms.

It was the best night of my life by far; surrounded by my friends and my boyfriend without a care in the word and I was still on a high when JJ and I returned home drunk in the taxi.

"Hey, uh, could you unzip me please?" I asked, not knowing why I felt so shy all of a sudden.

JJ pressed a soft kiss to my cheek as his hands slid down my arms comfortingly; I leaned into his touch with a hum of content as he slid the zip of my dress down slowly. Once it was all the way down, I felt frozen to the spot. His hands came to rest on my hips and I couldn't suppress the moan I let out when his lips latched onto my neck.

"Can I touch you?" he asked softly.

I nodded.

"Use your words, pretty girl."

"Please touch me, JJ. I'm ready."

"We can stop at any time, okay? Don't you dare feel bad."

I sucked in a breath as JJ slid the dress down my body almost as slowly as he had done with the zip. Suddenly I didn't feel nervous when I turned around because he was looking at me so lovingly. I stepped closer to him, still in my underwear and cupped his jaw in my hand, standing on tiptoes to kiss him. His hands came to my waist - one of my insecurities because I had loose skin around my tummy, but he seemed indifferent about it.

He put his hands under my thighs and hoisted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist as he pressed me against the wall. We made out like that for a few moments until it got more heated. My hands tugging at his hair and his were squeezing my ass. I moaned at the touch, it'd been so long since I'd been with anyone like this.