Chapter seventy-eight: I Will Marry You

Chapter seventy-eight: I Will Marry You

Jessica

"Love is patient, love is kind " I began my speech.

"Love is never jealous or envious, never boastful or proud. Love does not demand its own way, love is not irritable or touchy. Love does not hold grudges, love does not delight in wrong but rejoice in the truth. If you love someone, you will be loyal to them no matter what the cost. You will always believe in them, always expect the best from them and always stand your defending them."

I looked over to Rose and Sam as they sat on the chair opposite the altar, hand in hand and eyes on each other as they listened to my speech.

"Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things and endure all things. Love never falls." I looked up at Jeffrey, he gave me that famous side smile, deepening the dimple on his right cheek as I continued reading.

"So Faith, Hope and Love abide these things but the greatest of them is Love." I finished my speech, took a deep breath and saw Jeffrey sending me another wink.

The ceremony continued and they finally announced husband and wife. We left the chapel and entered in the limousine, heading towards the reception hall.

"We are fucking married, bitches!" Rose cheered as she popped the champagne and started pouring on our glasses.

Jeffrey placed his hand on my thigh and I looked over to him, he clanked my glass.

"You did great, my love."

"Thanks, love." I smiled and he leaned over, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips.

As we got to the reception hall, I was desperate for something other than wine so I snagged myself a Malibu and Jeffrey got an old fashioned. We walked into the room where dinner will be served and my jaw dropped at how much the room had changed from the last time we set it up. The twinkling lights were all aglow, all the tables were prepped and the dance floor was open and ready for the bride and groom's first dance.

"It looks beautiful here." I said as we made our way to the head table

"Not nearly as beautiful as you." Jeffrey responded and I looked up at him with blush visible on my face.

"You are very complemented today." He shrugged.

"Are you hiding something?"

"I am not hiding anything, Princess. Can't a man compliment his woman simply because he wants to?" He smirked with raised eyebrows.

"Fine, I will let it slide."

I made it through my second speech as Maid of Honor and Jeffrey also gave his Best Man speech. After dinner, we watched Rose and Sam dance with each other and then their.

As I was sitting beside Jeffrey during the bride and groom's dance, he kept bouncing his legs anxiously. I placed my hand on his thigh and his eyes snapped over to me.

"Are you okay?" He gave me a reassuring smile and nodded.

"I am fine, my love."

When it was time to do the garter toss, I told Jeffrey to go down and catch it for fun. He tried to decline but I urged him to have a good time and relax a little. He ended up catching it and I laughed, clapping for him as he returned to the table.

"That means you have to go out for the bouquet toss."

"But Jeffrey, I am not single." I giggled.

"Neither am I." He smirked.

"Yet you made me do the garter toss so I am making you do the bouquet toss." I huffed with a teasing grin.

"Fine,"

I went down and stood in the front by Angelie which was rather funny because she wasn't single either.

"I will fight you for it." She laughed.

"I will cause a scene right here on the dance floor."

"Is that a threat or a promise?" I replied with a grin.

Rose stood in front of us, all smiles and ready to toss the bouquet.

"On the count of three!" She turned around.

"One…..two….."

But instead of saying three, she turned around to face us, walking over to me and simply handing me the bouquet. I looked at her confused.

"What are you doing?"

"Turn around, Jessica." She giggled, grabbing me by the shoulder and turning me around.

Jeffrey was kneeing down on one knee before me, holding a small navy blue box with a gorgeous ring placed inside. I gasped and covered my mouth with my free hand, tears pricking my eyes but his eyes were full of hopes.

"Jessica, I absolutely cannot go another day without you unless I know that with each passing day, the closer I get to calling you my wife. Would you make me the happiest, luckiest man in the entire world and marry me?" I let the tears flowing down my cheeks.

"Yes," I nodded.

"Yes, yes a million times yes."

He smiled widened and placed the ring on my finger, both of our hands shaking tremendously. He then wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up as he hugged me. Everyone around us cheered and clapped and I turned to Rose when he put me down.

"You knew, right?"

"Of course yes," she said with a smile.

"But on your wedding day?"

It is her day, an entire day that revolved around her and Sam. I didn't understand why she would want to give that up. She grabbed my hand and gave it a tight squeeze.

"You are my best friend, Jessica. I didn't mind doing this for you and Jeffrey and also, it was so much fun to plan." I shook my head with a playful grin and pulled her in for a hug.

"Thank you so much."

"You are welcome," she giggled.

"Now let go of me and go dance with your fiance."

I let go of her and turned around to face Jeffrey. His eyes were still glossy and he took my newly ring clad hand, kissing my knuckles.

"May I have a dance with the future Mrs. Craig?" I smiled, another tears trickling down my cheeks as my eyes widened.

"Of course, you may."

After the dance, I left the hall to use the restroom. I saw Jeffrey walking in my direction.

"Hey where are you going?" I asked.

"We are going this way." He said, grabbing my arm and leading me down the corridor opposite the reception hall.

I followed at him in confusion, we rounded the corner before he opened a door and dragged me inside.

"This is not a restroom, Jeffrey."

Even in the dark, his eyes were visible. He instantly latched his lips on mine and it took me a second to comprehend what was happening.

"Jeffrey," I whispered as he pulled away and his hands roamed my body before stopping at my ass and tightening his grip.

"I don't want to wait till we get home, my love." He whispered, connecting his hips with mine, I whined upon contact.

"Are we really doing this here?" He lifted the hem of my dress to my thighs, hastily pressing his finger to me and I gasped.

"Jeffrey, what if someone hears us?"

"We will just have to be extra quiet then."

I could just imagine the tempting smirk on his face. I heard him unbuckling his belt, so I tugged my underwear down and let it fall to my ankles. I grabbed his shoulder as he placed his cóck at my entrance and slowly pushed his way in. I squeezed my eyes shut and my hands moved to his hair, gripping the soft curls between my fingers as he began moving his hips.

"Fúck, baby." He whispered and I felt him nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.

I wanted to moan so badly but I bit my lips and attempted to relax my muscles, allowing Jeffrey to speed up his thrusts and make them more rhythmic.

"You feel so good, Daddy." I whispered and my tone was mixed with a slight whine.

His grip on my wrist tightened as he quickened the movement of his hips, thrusting harshly into me and showing absolutely no mercy.

"I love you so much, baby girl." He grunted, I nodded.

"I love you too, Jeffrey."

"Fúck." His hips movement became sloppier with each thrust.

"Gosh, Jessica."

"Faster daddy." I whispered.

But his thrusts were completely out of rhythm and he let go of my hips to put his hand on the wall. I wrapped my legs around his torso to give him better access. It was so hard being quiet but I rolled my lips between my teeth and silenced my moans, only hearing the muffled sound of him shoving himself into me.

"I am going to cum, Jeffrey." I whispered.

I felt myself reaching my high and desperately wanting to ride it out and he pulled his head away from my neck, pressing his lips firmly against mine.

"Cum for me, baby." He grunted as he harshly thrusted once more.

"Cum on daddy's díck."

I rode out my high, releasing all over Jeffrey before he let go as well. He carefully pulled out and I reached down to grab my dress, taking the inside lining and dabbing my forehead with it. He slipped his briefs and trousers back over his hips.

"Ready to go back to the party?" He asked.

I checked my hair to make sure it didn't fall out of place or anything but I told myself that I would just go back to the restroom once we left this place.

"As ready as I will ever be." I responded.

We walked out, heading back to the reception hall.