{"id":4889,"date":"2014-04-29T14:59:29","date_gmt":"2014-04-29T18:59:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=4889"},"modified":"2025-02-18T19:12:56","modified_gmt":"2025-02-19T00:12:56","slug":"to-kiss-a-bride","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=4889","title":{"rendered":"To Kiss A Bride (by pjb)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summary:\u00a0\u00a0<\/span>Sometimes, dreams reveal more than we expect. . . .<\/p>\n

Rated:<\/span>\u00a0MA \u00a0WC \u00a01100<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0To Kiss a Bride<\/strong><\/p>\n

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He took a deep breath to steady himself.<\/strong>\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re still going through with it, aren\u2019t you?\u201d<\/div>\n
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She nibbled his neck, allowing herself a groan of pleasure at the taste of his skin.\u00a0 \u201cYes,\u201d she said.\u00a0 \u201cAnd you\u2019ve known that all along.\u201d<\/p>\n

He nodded.\u00a0 It was true.\u00a0 She knew him so well.<\/p>\n

His hand caressed her cheek.\u00a0 So soft, with that faint scent of rose that made his heart beat faster.\u00a0 Her light brown hair, normally so properly pinned up, tumbled over her bare shoulders.\u00a0 He kissed her shoulder, his tongue drawing wet circles as he made his way down to her breast.\u00a0 He took her nipple in his mouth and flicked his tongue over it, feeling it harden as her breath came more quickly.<\/p>\n

\u201cDarling, we musn\u2019t,\u201d she gasped.\u00a0 Her fingers met in his hair as she held his head firmly in place.\u00a0 It was wrong, all wrong, but she couldn\u2019t resist.\u00a0 She could never resist him.\u00a0 If only . . . but conscious thought melted away as his fingers slipped between her legs, teasing her most private place until she cried out in sheer joy.<\/p>\n

\u201cTake me, my love,\u201d she begged.\u00a0 She lay back, her legs spread wide as he kissed down her body until his lips and tongue took over where his fingers had been.\u00a0 Mindless of who might hear, he kissed and nibbled and licked until her cries of ecstasy were such a potent aphrodisiac that he couldn\u2019t wait any longer, and he took her with the passion of a man clinging one last time to the greatest of all loves.<\/p>\n

Finally, they lay together, her head pillowed on his chest.\u00a0 The saltiness of each other\u2019s sweat lingered on their tongues.\u00a0 He pulled her close, closer than he would ever hold her again.\u00a0 These last moments were slipping away too fast. . . .<\/p>\n

The first rays of sun peeked in the window.\u00a0 He gazed at her.\u00a0 Tonight, another man would hold her, would taste her, would watch her sleep.\u00a0 He felt tears well up, and he was glad that she slept.\u00a0 He kissed her hair, mussed by their lovemaking.\u00a0 In just a few hours, these lovely strands would be coiffed and pinned and covered with a veil.\u00a0 No one but he would know how she looked now, as the early dawn glowed and his heart was forever rent.<\/p>\n

She stirred then.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s time,\u201d she said.\u00a0 \u201cI have to go.\u201d\u00a0 He nodded, not moving as she sat up.\u00a0 The soft morning light was like a halo around her exquisite body.\u00a0 She rested one graceful hand on his stubbled cheek.\u00a0 \u201cWill you be coming?\u201d<\/p>\n

He managed a smile for her.\u00a0 \u201cOnly if I can kiss the bride.\u201d<\/p>\n

She leaned down, her lips lightly brushing his.\u00a0 \u201cAlways,\u201d she whispered.\u00a0 He watched as she dressed, buttoning her high-necked blouse and fastening her shoes.\u00a0 She pinned her hair in an approximation of the way it had looked before he\u2019d pulled the pins out and turned to him.<\/p>\n

\u201cGoodbye, my darling.\u201d\u00a0 And she was gone.<\/p>\n

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He woke with a start.\u00a0 What a strange dream.\u00a0 So vivid.\u00a0 He\u2019d almost have sworn that she was here.<\/p>\n

The door opened.\u00a0 \u201cAren\u2019t you up yet?\u201d his brother demanded.\u00a0 \u201cWe\u2019ve got to get going.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll be right down,\u201d he said, still half-wondering if it had been a dream\u2014and what it had meant.<\/p>\n

He shook his head as he stood.\u00a0 It meant nothing, absolutely nothing.\u00a0 If anything, it meant that he shouldn\u2019t have had that slice of mincemeat pie before bed.\u00a0 He splashed water on his face and found himself inspecting his neck for marks.\u00a0 None, of course.\u00a0 He busied himself shaving and dressing.\u00a0 The whole thing was ridiculous.\u00a0 He had no feelings for her, he told himself firmly.\u00a0 He never had, and especially not now, when she was about to marry someone else.\u00a0 It was just a ridiculous dream, nothing more.<\/p>\n

And yet . . . as he tried to listen to his brothers and father talking over breakfast and in the buggy on the way into town, he couldn\u2019t help wondering if she really did smell of roses and if her skin was truly that soft and creamy.\u00a0 He watched her standing in front of the altar with her new husband, and he found himself peering at her veil, pondering the lovely brown locks that lay beneath.<\/p>\n

It was just a dream,<\/em>\u00a0he told himself firmly as the newlyweds walked up the aisle.\u00a0 He followed his father and brothers outside.\u00a0 He caught the slightest glimpse of a shapely ankle as her new husband helped her into their buggy.<\/p>\n

Oh, to hell with it<\/em>.\u00a0 Smiling as widely as any friend, he approached the buggy.\u00a0 \u201cMind if I kiss the bride?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cSure,\u201d said the unsuspecting groom.<\/p>\n

He handed his hat to her husband and leaned over to kiss her.\u00a0 Her eyes were wide, almost as though she knew what he was thinking.\u00a0 If the kiss lasted a moment or two longer than was strictly proper, she wasn\u2019t complaining.\u00a0 When her husband spoke up, though, he had the sense to draw back quickly.\u00a0 No point in making a scene.<\/p>\n

She did smell of roses.\u00a0 Damn it all, how could he have known that?<\/p>\n

As they watched the newlyweds drive off, his brother approached him.\u00a0 \u201cI hope you\u2019ve learned something from all this,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n

He stared.\u00a0 \u201cYou hope\u00a0I\u2019ve<\/em>\u00a0learned something?\u201d<\/p>\n

His brother nodded, grinning.\u00a0 \u201cAny time you find a gal you want to marry up with, jest call on me and Little Joe.\u201d<\/p>\n

Adam made a face, just as he knew they all expected.\u00a0 As the others burst into laughter, he forced himself to chuckle.\u00a0 Little did they know.<\/p>\n

Little had he known, for that matter.<\/p>\n

Well, it didn\u2019t make any difference now.\u00a0 She was married, and it had just been a silly dream.\u00a0 Nothing more.<\/p>\n

Just a silly dream,<\/em>\u00a0he insisted to himself as they headed back to their own buggy.\u00a0 He had never had feelings for her.\u00a0 Never.<\/p>\n

But as they drove back to the Ponderosa, he couldn\u2019t help reflecting that Hank Meyers sure was a lucky guy.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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