Just A Farm Gal

Chapter Sixteen

As we entered the house, it was dark, but I could see red rose petals scattered on the floor in the kitchen.

"Noah..."

"You have to follow them. I will be right behind you." He brushed his fingers down my lace covered arm.

I followed the trail of petals from the kitchen to the hallway where they led to the stairs. I kicked off my stilettos at the bottom of the stairs and I walked up to see the trail stop at my bedroom door.

I opened my bedroom door slowly to reveal a soft lighting; the room was filled with candles, illuminating the room warmly. The rose petals led to my bed and on the bed were more petals in the shape of a heart. On my dresser, there was an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne resting in it. Next to the bucket was a plate of chocolate covered strawberries. My mouth watered at the thought of them.

I looked around the room again and my heart just melted with love, "You did all this for me?" I whispered.

"Of course. I love you so much, Hallie." Noah whispered back, wrapping his arms around my waist.

His hard chest was pressed against my back and he kissed the back of my head. I placed my head back, so it was resting against his shoulder and he hugged me tighter from behind.

"I love you too."

I turned to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing the front of my body against him tightly.

"You look stunning, Hal." Noah complimented. "I can't believe I married you today, I'm the luckiest guy in the world."

"Even though I'm a pain in the ass?"

Noah chuckled, "You're my pain in the ass."

"Take me to bed." I whispered.

Noah inhaled softly as his hands reached around my back to unzip my wedding dress slowly. He peeled down the lace arms and took my hands out of it. It pooled to the floor revealing my white lace lingerie set. He inhaled again, more sharply this time, as he looked me up and down.

His finger traced lightly over the lace material of my bra and I shivered slightly at his touch, "Oh, Hal, perfect."

His fingers continued to trace the soft material of my bra, skimming my cleavage, before they went down to the top of my thong. He pushed his thumb underneath the hem of my thong and traced it from hip to hip.

"I can't believe you are mine." He muttered.

Both of his hands were now placed on my hips and he slowly moved them up over my waist and around to my back, unclipping my bra. I let it fall down my arms and to the floor with my dress.

My bare nipples stood to attention without him even having to touch me. But then he did touch me. His thumb lightly brushed over my nipple and even though it was quick, a jolt of pleasure still shot through my body.

He was going to take this slowly. Very slowly.

He stood back and admired me for what felt like the longest time, so I took this moment to shrug his black jacket from his shoulders. He let me do it and I continued by unknotting his tie and letting it fall the floor with the other clothes. My fingers fumbled over his shirt buttons. I wanted him topless as I was. Once he was, I stared at him too, as he had stared at me. My eyes started at his neck, where I loved to kiss, and they travelled down over his strong shoulders, toned chest and sharp rigid lines of his six pack. My eyes settled on the delicious V-shape leading down to his groin.