Naive BWWM (Completed)

Ch 22: Art Class

HEY LOVIES! SORRY FOR THE DELAY. I WAS DREADING ENDING THIS STORY, BUT ALAS, ALL THINGS MUST COME TO AN END.

WE'VE HAD SOME GOOD TIMES TOGETHER ON THIS ONE. WE'VE LAUGHED.

WE'VE BEEN SO MAD WE'VE WANTED TO THROW THINGS.

GIANNI...(CUE SIGHING AND EYE HEARTS)

OOOOOH MAYBE I CAN DO ONE SHOTS...I'VE NEVER TRIED THAT BEFORE!! CROSSOVERS WITH THE OTHER STORY'S CHARACTERS!! ...NAH!

ON WITH THE STORY. NO NEED TO DELAY. LIKE I ALWAYS SAY, JUST RIP IT OFF LIKE A BANDAID.

EPILOGUE PT 1

So, it's official. Chase and I are married, and I couldn't be happier. He's been amazing, then again when has he not been amazing. Nothing really changed except we can kiss and do other...fun things now. I now know why the Lord made me wait so many months to get laid, he was prepping me for Chase. The first week we were married we almost missed our flight time to Honolulu because of him...granted he owns the jet, but still...this is Honolulu we're talking about!! Thanks to my Stallion of a husband, I am a proud member of the mile high club. The Lord knows I was spent like vegas betting money by the time we landed. The limo ride from the airstrip was...for lack of a better word, climactic.

We rented a beautiful 3 bedroom house on the North Shore right on the beach. He gave me a 4 hour tour of the house. Yes, four hours. That's how long it took for us to make it through every room. The first time around I wasn't really paying attention...for obvious reasons, but after I woke up from our nap, I walked around. The master-suite was on da bangin' (If this phrase doesn't look familiar, it's a phrase my cousins and I use. Usually in reference to really good things. For instance, "These ribs are on da bangin'", "That outfit is on da bangin'", etc. It's like calling something top notch.). The bathroom was on da bangin', the living room was on da bangin', shucks the whole house was on da bangin'! The bedroom and bathroom were on the outside on the inside. Whomever the designer and architect were...genius! (Picture below)

Anyways, we got here three days ago and today is the first day we leave the house...I think... We're supposed to be looking at homes. I like this one, but Chase said that it isn't for sale. I hope he knows, I'm spoiled now. Every house we look at had better be as beautiful as this one. Ugh, I sound like Farrah and Glenys, who by the way, were upset they weren't invited to the intimate wedding, but understood that we wanted something small. Mike is still planning the big wedding and is inviting half the planet to attend.

Chase wraps his arms around me from behind. "Hey gorgeous." He slowly places kisses from just under my ear to where my neck meets my shoulder, while his hands cup and massage my breasts through my dress.

"Babe...we have...to go..." I'm not really sure if I should be protesting right now.

"Umhm..." One of his hands venture south until he reaches the end of my strapless thigh length summer dress. He gently drags one of his fingers up my inner thigh, playing with my panty line once he reaches it.

I gasp when he massages me through my lace panties. Well, so much for wearing these the rest of the day.

He applies a little more pressure, circling my lady pearl agonizingly slow.

I try my best to restrain the moans, but soon they flow freely from my lips.

"If our ride wasn't waiting outside, I'd bend you over this counter." He presses a gentle kiss to my shoulder. "So beautiful..." He says as he runs his lips up the side of my neck, before kissing my jaw and releasing me. "Let's go love."

My legs shake when he releases me. I steady myself against the counter. I turn to him with a scowl and see a smirk on his face.

"Can you walk, or shall I carry you." His smirk deepens.