I went into the wedding by myself. I grabbed the gift out of the back of my car and added Happy's name to it. I walked in and found my husband then we went and sat down. We sat through the whole thing with his hand on my thigh slowly inching his way up. I grabbed his hand and held it. After the ceremony we all started drinking and having fun.
Happy: I've gotta got deal with something.
Me: hurry up.
Happy: I will.
He kissed me bye and I sat down at the table. He came back a couple hours later and I pulled him to sit with me.
Happy: how much have you had to drink?
Me: enough.
The smile on my face was hard to remove. Seeing Opie happy was a beautiful thing. The ceremony itself was lovely and now in the true SAMCRO way everyone was getting fucking wasted. I took a sip from my drink, the rum was a reminder that Happy would have to deal with my drunk ass by the ended of the night. Still smiling I spotted him a crossed the room, a ghost of a smiled on his face. My heart warms as I watch him laughing and joking with Chibs and Tig. I loved seeing him relaxed, so loose in our environment. I watched as Lyla walked over to me with two shot glasses and a bottle of something.
Lyla: do some shots with me.
Me: alright.
We both had about 5 of them and I was feeling pretty fine. She walked away. I got up and walked over to my Ol' man. He's facing me leaning on the bar so he sees me coming before I even reach him. He smiles as I reach him reaching his hand out for me pulling me to his chest. He places his beer down beside him and locks his arms around my back.
Happy: you alright?
I nob smelling the alcohol on his breath and straightening the front of his leather jacket.
Me: what about you? You good?
I asked looking up into his eyes but he's already watching me. His eyes breathing me in for a moment before he nods placing a single kiss to my lips.
Happy: did I mention how good you look?
I laughed a giddy feeling still overcomes me anytime he compliments me like that. His face lights up at the sound of my laugh.
Me: not yet.
He hasn't seen me all day but it was hard to focus in the ceremony with his hand on my thigh. His fingers rising higher up my dress. My mind cloudy as I had to stop his actions to many times to keep count.
Happy: mhm you do look good.
He says as he moves his head to my neck, leaving small kissed causing my eyes to close. He nips at the skin, sucking slightly causing my body to feel so hot it felt like I was on fire as I started grabbing his shirt in my fist. I tilted my head to the side exposing more of my neck to his lips to grace.
Me: Hap.
I pant quietly as he sucks at the most sensitive part of my neck. He groans into my skin. The small whisper of his name making his dick stand straight in his pants. He pulls away and looks at me.
Happy: come with me.
Pulling me by the wrist and leading me through the forest a few feet from the party. My heart is racing and my panties are soaked with how urgently Happy is pulling me. How desperate he is for me and he's like that just for me. He pushed me back and my back hit a hard surface behind me. I stabled myself, the bark on the tree rough under my finger tips. Happy pulling my lips forcefully to meet his while tangling his hands in my hair. My hand slipping under his shirt. He pulls my bottoms lip and a small moan leaves my mouth. He almost growls, grabbing my hair firmly and forcefully turning me around. He pushes the dress up as I'm holding onto the tree I hear the sound of a belt buckle being undone behind me. I felt him reach down and felt the thin fabric torn away by my ravenous husband. I felt his hard dick at my entrance.
Happy: Quiet now, or else there will be punishment when we get home. You understand, little girl?
His voice deeper then normal, demanding, leaving no room for me to negotiate with him. I whined needing, nodding, as he slipped into me. My mouth parts as my fingers dig into the tree, my head being pulled back as Happy savours the feeling of my warm, wet walls around him.
Me: fuck!
I moan deeply, his hand coming up to silence me before I get to loud. He brings his lips to my ear, his movements still pounding into me.
Happy: what did I say about being quiet? Hmm?
He questions me, pulling out before sinking deep back into me. He keeps his hand over my mouth, light enough to let me breath. As he beings to thrust in and out of me. His hips slamming into mine. His movements quick and strong. I bit my lip painfully trying to keep the moans from pouring out of my mouth as he pound me from behind. My eyes rolling into my head as he hits my most sensitive point over and over again. I'm close to my high, and his hand is clamped tightly on my mouth, silencing my moans and screams. He keeps his thrusts his hand tightening in my hair as he exposes my neck, sucking on my sweet spot. I feel like I can't take it, my body crazy and desperate for release and when it hit I bite Happy's hand, my screams coming out as tiny squeals. My body convulses, shaking as my vision is splattered with stars. The intensity is shattering, the feeling overtakes me as Happy rides me through it. The feeling of me tightening around him is enough to send him over the edge. He removes his hand from my mouth carefully pulling out as he slaps my ass hard. He pulled up his jeans, buckling his belt as I'm left stumbling trying to fix my dress, my body weak.
Me: you ripped my panties.
He laughed at me and helps me make myself presentable. He spins me around, pulling my lips to his again. His hand squeezing my ass as I wrap my arms around his neck.
Me: I love you.
I say pulling away and sliding my hands down his chest.
Happy: I love you too.
He says kissing my forehead before I linked our hands together. We started walking back to the party.
Happy: we should fuck outside more often.
I smacked him playfully on the arm, his face sporting a cheeky grin as I looked up at him.
Tig: so that's where you scuttled off to.
I looked up, a smug Tig in our path. I groan trying to his my face in Happy's chest.
Tig: A quickie in the woods?
Happy: we sure did.
His tone mischievous and proud.
Tig: At least invite me next time guys. You know I hate feeling left out.
Me: you wish.
I started laughing and pushed Tig out of the way while trying to smooth my hair down.
