Mature Content.
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ZEB
He pushed me against the wall. My arms linked to his neck, his hands angled my face as he trailed feverish kisses, I looked up while closing my eyes to give him more access.
"Bran. "
He lifted me in one swift motion.
"Shh Baby. "
He stopped kissing me, which I hated.
" I'd reserve the lips for tomorrow. "
He carried me to the bed.
Elle's.
Elle's parents and mine where business partners, thing which I never knew of. And as their wedding gift they shouldered our honeymoon expenses.
And I didn't know they're childhood bff's, Mrs. Eloise Reynolds and My mom.
So, here we are at Elle's.
Apparently my mother is quiet the talkative gal and wouldn't stay a meter away from her BFF of 15 years that she didn't want me to stay anywhere but here---
---the night before our wedding day.
I unbuckled his pants while he unbuttoned my jeans.
"Remind me to buy you skirts. "
I stopped doing anything and laughed.
"What a caveman. "
"Shirt Off Zeb. Now. "
I never obeyed him. My hands moved on their own. I felt him, wanting to be freed of his undergarments, reeling from the shackles of insanity, a caged bird wanting to be freed.
He looked up, eyes closed, closed fists, and a thread bare constraint.
I chose that time to push myself up with both my arms so that I am now sitting in front of him. I traced his jawline with my right hand and caressed his abdomen with my left.
I was still fully clothed.
His hands stopped mid hovering over my jeans, he lost all his focus.
"What are you thinking Bran "
"Zeb." His eyes were hooded, sweat trekked down on his lovely body. He threw his pants away while I chucked his shirt into the dark.
Just like what we are going to do.
"Take me to Oblivion. " I laid back.
"Are you sure? " He's slowly making his way to me.
"No other wishes."
"I'm asking again Zeb. It's not like I don't want to because I really want you. Still, it's your decision. "
"Make me scream the best I've ever kno---"
Blinding lights suddenly blurred my vision. I closed my eyes to adjust from the sudden shift of stream of light.
" Uhhh--- Zeb. I'm just reminding you about your shoes. I haven't seen the one---"
"Yes. Kyla. "
"Oh and the ----"
I heaved the heaviest sigh.
"I'll look into it. "
Bran rolled off of me. His eyes darted dangerous daggers towards Kyla. I saw him pulling the covers just in time before Kyla questions about our "activities " just seconds ago.
Kyla never left. The front door was slightly ajar and seconds later.
"Bad Bitches! "
Yes. Brit came and bullied Bran.
"You bitch, the Lord will send your guardian angels a premarital counseling for a century. Dirty acts. Tsk. " Elle came after Kyla shouted.
"EMERGENCY! ANIMALS ON THE LOSE! "
"It's primal instinct. " Bran tried shooing them by throwing pillows at the stupid squad of 3.
"Horny." Brit guffawed.
"Guys. We didn't. "
All eyes were on me.
Accusing look from Kyla.
Smirk from Elle.
Proud snicker from Brit.
And questioning eyes from Bran.
"Zeb. You'll sleep with me tonight. "
Kyla reprimanded.
"Ew. " Elle and Brit.
"On the same room. Dirty people. Forgive them Lord for they know nothing. " Kyla picked up Bran's shirt and shoved it in his face.
" Your Man is here K. " Elle shrugged and winked Bran.
"They'll sleep in one room with Your Man Elle. Hanson Babe." K is now fully glaring at her.
"Get Out. Dream Stompers." Bran smiled at me. I smiled back.
So yeah.
"OMG! Sleepover! " K
"Zeb's last day of Single blessedness. " Elle jumped on the bed.
"Almost Home. Tsk. " Brit looked at me and shook her head.
"Call 911. I think I'll murder someone." I rolled my eyes.