Meet your Match

Untitled Part 72

       

Before I knew it Leah and Alice were walking up to Paul and me as we danced. The night had been so amazing, everything was more perfect than I could have imagined or asked for.

"Guys it's time for you to leave."

"Yeah, you can't be late for your honeymoon." Alice said brightly.

"Where are we going, I need to pack."

"Don't worry about it and Leah and I already packed for you." Alice said hugging me quickly.

"Yeah, so have fun and we'll see you in a few weeks." Leah said hugging me tightly.  Walking to the car everyone had sparklers lit and rose petals they tossed. I giggled, smiling brightly as I curled into Paul.

As we got in the car and drove away I leaned my head on his shoulder as he took one hand off the steering wheel holding my hand in his. He played with the ring on my finger before bringing my hand to his face and kissing it softly.

"I can't believe we're married." He said softly.

"Me either." I said squeezing his hand.

In what seemed like minutes we were at the airport, Paul drove directly on the strip and to a small private jet. I sat in my seat looking towards the plane in shock as Paul got out of the car. I watched as him and someone else grabbed our bags out of the car and put them on the plane. Where the hell did this come from, 'Alice' I thought. The Cullen's had to have done this and I was in shock.

"Baby, are you ok?" Paul asked bending down in front of me, I hadn't even noticed him walk back to the car or open my door.

"Um, yeah, I think I'm in shock, where?"

"Cullen, trust me." Paul whispered in my ear before kissing my neck.

He grabbed my hand pulling me towards the plane. I honestly was kind of scared of flying, something only Sam was aware of. As we took off I curled into Paul grabbing him tightly while I squeezed my eyes closed.

"Bri, are you ok."

"Mhmm."

"Wait, are you afraid of flying?" I nodded against him, jumping as we rocked from turbulence.

"Look at me." Raising my head and opening my eyes I was met with his warm brown eyes. Reaching his hand up he gently cupped my face kissing me. "I won't let anything happen to you, we're okay." He said pulling away.

"I love you."

"I love you too." He said kissing me again.

As tired as I was, kissing Paul was rejuvenating and the way his tongue moved against mine, the spicy taste that was him, the way his hand was rubbing circles on my hip was slowly turning me on.

"We can't." Paul said pulling away from me.

"Why not, we're married, and screw it lets join the mile high club."

"As amazing as that sounds, my first time making love to my wife will be at our destination not some quickie on a plane. I can do that on the way home, but first I plan on being as slow as possible and remembering every inch of your body."

"You keep kissing on me like that; I am tearing your clothes off now." I muttered softly as I rubbed the back of his neck. Every word he spoke he was leaving kisses and softly biting every weak spot he had access to.