Stacy — My vengeful fiancé(2)

Stacy — My vengeful fiancé(2)
I presented myself to him, lying down flat just like a few hours ago, giving up control completely. His dick slid back into my ass, his whole body covering mine as he went back to fucking me. He took my hands in his and buried himself inside me repeatedly. If my ass didn't hurt before, it definitely did now. He was inside me for ages, no tricks, no toys, no shortcuts. Just the brutal fuck I asked for.

"Fuck, I almost forgot how well you take dick," he said, groaning into my ear.

"You're a good fuck too, Brady," I said smugly.

Listening to our heavy breathing and moans mingle, I finally let myself feel joy about our baby. Not anxiety or fear. Just joy.

When he finally made me come, he wasn't far behind. The hot and sweaty messes that we were, he should have rolled right off me. He knew better though. Waited until we'd both come down from the high. Then he gently pulled me up against him, because he knew I wouldn't want distance between us for some time despite the heat coming off us.

"I love you, Stace. Time to get some sleep. I'm going to get a lot of shit for taking you as it is. If you show up tired and sore, I'll never hear the end of it," Scott said, exasperated.

Just a little longer, Scottie. Just until after the wedding. Then we can talk about the baby. Our baby.

"I love you too, Scott. Thanks for coming to get me. Even if you did spy on me all night," I said accusingly.

I wasn't looking for an explanation or trying to make him feel bad. His fiancée was kidnapped and now pregnant. He'd earned the right to be a little paranoid. Watching him flounder was my only desire.

"Don't fucking start with me. Have you met your friends? I wouldn't be surprised if Tony got you multiple lap dances and had you groping naked men all night," he finally said angrily, making me laugh.

"Stupid. Like I would let another man touch or be close to me. Like touching anyone else interests me. I know who I belong to," I said, making his body tense.

"How did you know I was spying on you all night? You knew I was tracking your phone. That's why you didn't ask how I found you. That's why you were in that hallway at the massage parlour. You were waiting for me. You knew I would come and get you if you fucked with my head enough. You fucking played me," he said, trying to turn me towards him to confirm his suspicions.

"No one made you do anything, Scottie. I can neither confirm nor deny—" I began slyly.

"Shut the fuck up," he said, tickling my sides. "You better watch your back today. I'm far from done with you," he said, the threat sending a thrill down my spine as I went to stitches in his arms.

These were the words I fell asleep to. When I woke up, I put a sleep mask over his eyes just as he was stirring and got on top of him, straddling him.

"It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding," I said, stealing a kiss.

"If it means that much to you, I won't lay eyes on you until you're walking down the aisle, but baby you have bigger problems than bad luck. You have a vengeful fiancé," he said, running his fingers over my naked body.

"You wouldn't play tricks on our wedding day, would you?" I asked innocently, parting his curls with my hands.

"Did you have fun fucking with my head last night? Don't worry baby, I won't trick you. I'll tell you exactly how you're getting punished. Remember what I promised you in Fiji? I'm a man of my word, Stace," he said menacingly.

I didn't get the chance to try and talk him out of it, because we had multiple fists pounding on our bedroom door seconds later.

"Stacy Kendrick, get your butt out here. We're on a schedule," said Willow's stern voice.

"The fuck? How?" Scott said under his breath, throwing me off him and scrambling to get to his clothes on the floor.

Like the sweetheart he could be, he kept the mask on for me. I wasn't far behind. Our multiple sleepovers at Grandpa Kendrick's were about to save me in a big way. Just as I was about to head to the closet to get something to wear, Scott grabbed my wrist.

"Your grandpa let us in. Bet you thought you were really sneaky hiding out here," said Tessa's voice.

"What are you doing? They found us. We're both super naked. Let go," I said urgently, but he didn't budge.

"Do you think they can save you?" he asked threateningly.

He had me paralyzed, dragging my eyes down his naked body slowly as the words he said in Fiji flooded my head, fucking with me.

Just so you know though, I will fuck you in a church. I promise.

"Send her out Scott or we're coming in to get her," said Marlene's voice.

"We don't have time for this today. Let go," I insisted, dragging my eyes away from him to throw a glance at the door.

"I can hear the words going through your head, baby. While they surround you, making you pretty for me, I want you to remember the quotes in your head right now. When your bridesmaids start disappearing, one by one, that's how you'll know I'm coming for you, Stace," he promised, the smirk on his face sadistic despite the mask covering his eyes.

When I fuck you in a church, and I will, it'll knock your socks off.

"For fuck's sake. At least let her off your dick long enough to marry her," said Tony's voice.

"Sorry, guys. Marlene made me follow Scott back here last night," said Kenny, sounding remorseful.

"You're lucky that's all I made you do after the mess you made of our house," said Marlene angrily.

"You're officially the shittiest best man alive, Ken," said Scott, but he was still smiling when he finally let me go.

"That's it. We're going in," said Tony.

"No," Kenny said decisively. "I may be the worst best man of all time, but no one is rushing them. Not today."

I watched Scott like it was the first time seeing him naked as we got dressed. I should have been trying to talk him out of his plan, but all I could do was stare with excitement and love in me while our annoyed friends bickered amongst themselves.