Lucille✔️ (Kindle version)

Our wedding

Lucille

Today was our wedding day, and I seemed calm. Whom am I kidding? I'm a nervous wreck.

I got ready and paced. My parents chuckled since they had married. I had many thoughts running through my mind. What if I suck as a wife?

I don't want to marry and blow this marriage since I don't believe in divorce.

"Hun, you'll be fine," Mom said.

"I'm eighteen. In two months, I turn nineteen. I'm young. What if I screw this marriage up?"

I furrowed my brows.

"All marriages have a secret. You make mistakes and argue, but you'll have each other. Your dad and I had our moments, but we survived, and you will too."

I looked at her and nodded. People getting married was an enormous deal. I wanted to make sure I didn't suck at it.

"It's time to go," Dad said.

I grabbed my bouquet. We walked out to the car. I got into the back seat with Dad driving us to the church.

We arrived at the church, entering through other doors. Today, I was leaving my parent's house and living with my soon-to-be-husband Grayson. Let's hope I don't blow it.

Grayson and I had two cousins stand up with us. The wedding started, and everyone took their place while Dad and I waited. Next, the wedding march started, and I trembled.

We walked to the church's back area. As we came into view of Grayson upfront, I relaxed as a smile curled upon my lips. I realized I had made the right decision. We'll manage through thick and thin.

Dad escorted me down the aisle as we met Grayson at the front. He handed me off to Grayson and took his seat next to Mom.

The minister conducted the ceremony as we stood before family and friends. We recited our vows and exchanged rings. The minute he pronounced us husband and wife, Grayson placed his hands on my face and kissed me. The kiss symbolized our marriage and many years together.

"I now give you Mr. and Mrs. Gray," the minister said.

We strolled down the aisle, hand in hand, heading to the reception.

Once we arrived, we took pictures and greeted everyone. Sitting down to eat was even better. Now my damn nerves weren't in the way. Plus, we had people make the food.

We had our first dance. Grayson led me to the dance floor and pulled me into his arms. We danced to Elvis's Falling In Love With You. It was fitting since neither of us planned to fall in love with the other.

"Luci, did I tell you how happy I am?"

"As happy as I am."

He smiled, as did I, while we danced. Everyone joined us as we cut the cake. We smashed cake into each other's faces. Yeah, nothing says love with how we fed cake to each other.

We cleaned ourselves up and danced more before calling it a night. The next day, we leave for our honeymoon.

We made our way back to Grayson's and my apartment. After we arrived, I changed into a chemise nightgown while he got ready.

I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. I cracked the door, emerging from the bathroom while wearing a nightgown. I found Gray waiting in bed. He patted the bed as I crept over to him.

I crawled into bed with him, getting under the covers. No one prepares you for sex the first time.

He brought my lips to his lips as he kissed me. He laid me down as he worked at removing my panties and his boxers. I braced myself as he made his way between my legs, pushing inside of me as I screamed.

I clenched his back as he moved inside of me. Whatever the movies show you is nothing compared to real life. The first time isn't pleasant but rough and hurts.

Our breathing became ragged as he continued to move until we groaned against each other's lips. I lay in bed as tears fell down my cheeks. I expected sex to hurt but not this painful.

"Luci, a virgin, has a harder time with sex. After that, sex gets better. I promise."

"Sex didn't feel pleasurable, Gray."

He saw my terrified expression. When you feel that way, your body tenses, and you can't relax.

He removed himself from me as I curled into a ball. He left the bed, walking into the bathroom as I cried. Water flowed in the bathroom for ten minutes and stopped.

He walked over to me and slipped his hands underneath me. He carried me into the bathroom. He set me down and removed the rest of my clothes before motioning me into the tub.

I stepped into the tub and sat down. Grayson followed suit as he sat behind me. The hot water helped with the pain. He wrapped his arms around me as I lay against his chest.

"Listen, the first time is the toughest. You don't know what to expect. I promise sex gets better, but you need to relax."

"I wasn't expecting the pain, which scared me."

"It's because you're experiencing an intimate and personal act with someone. You develop notions. Luci, you're my wife, and I promised to care for you. Let me."

I nodded in agreement.

We relaxed in the tub. Grayson would never hurt me because he wasn't that kind of person. Tonight was more emotional than I expected.

We climbed out of the tub and dressed. Grayson changed the sheets since we left a mess. I crawled into bed next to him, drifting off to sleep. Tomorrow, we are going on our honeymoon. If sex didn't get better, Grayson would have a dry spell.