Chapter 105 - 105

Chapter 105

Grandma and grandpa were happy and content. They thought this day would never come, Tristan had always been against marriage and was not interested in women. By God's grace, Tristan fell in love and decided to get married, to a sweet girl like Ava. They liked how she was such a good, and wonderful person.

"I wish Henry was here," Grandma said with tears in her eyes. She was remembering her son, Grandpa felt emotional but did not show it on his face.

"Shh... it's okay," Grandpa said, rubbing Grandma's shoulders.

"I am so happy," Grandma said, wiping the tears from her eyes, "Henry will be watching from heaven, he will be happy for Tristan."

Shimmering from head to toe, Sara wore a stunning blue long sequin V-neck dress that had a cut-out back design and a very sexy side slit. Being Ava's bridesmaid, she had to stand with Kelly beside Ava at the stage. 

She was listening to their vows when she felt like someone was staring at her, so she scanned the audience, and nobody there looked like they were paying her any attention, everybody had their eyes on the bride and groom. She had the niggling feeling that somebody was still staring at her, so she swept her eyes over Tristan's best men, and that's when she caught his eye, she took in a sharp breath.

Blake had been staring at her for the past few minutes, willing her to look at him. "So this is the famous older sister," he thought, "she doesn't look so bad."

When she finally looked at him, it felt like he was close enough to see her eyes dilate and hear her take that sharp breath in. He saw the recognition in her eyes, and after a few seconds, she looked elsewhere.

She felt uncomfortable, so she looked back at the lovebirds. She knew he was one of Tristan's closest friends, and he was one of the Aristocratic heirs.

Sara was very sexy and beautiful, she had long legs, the perfect body, fair skin, her facial features were highlighted and haloed by her blond shiny hair. The blue dress made her look like a mermaid that just came out from the sea. 

Blake had seen all types of beautiful women working in the entertainment industry, but there was something about Sara that attracted him to her, he could not put his finger on it, and it was bugging him. Why can't he stop staring at her?

PA Jack wearing a dark blue suit looking very debonair was sitting in the audience staring at Kelly. When she realized he had his eyes on her, she started blushing. She had always dressed like a tomboy, and after being in a relationship with Jack she started dressing up more. More skirts, more dresses that highlighted her assets, and her femininity, today was one of those days. 

He just couldn't stop staring at her, Kelly was wearing a blush-colored V-neck A-line floor length chiffon dress, and just like Sara's dress, it had a sequined bodice and a sexy side slit that showed itself when she walked. It thrilled him every time he thought of her as his girlfriend. With each passing, day she was getting more and more dependent on him and their relationship.

After Tristan and Ava completed their vows, it was time for Ava to throw the flower bouquet, so all the single ladies gathered around Ava. Kelly and Sara were obligated to stand with everybody, they were not really interested in catching the bouquet, so they stood at the back of the crowd.

"Okay everyone, get ready!" Ava screamed excitedly. When Ava threw the bouquet, it landed in Kelly's arms.

"Wohooo," everybody screamed at the same time.

Kelly felt awkward and looked at Jack, not knowing he was already staring at her, he was praying she would catch the bouquet. 

"Woohooooo...," he wanted to scream it out loud, he was over the moon. He was planning to propose to her soon, and this was the icing on the cake. Now, all that he needs to do is meet her parents, and everything would be good. 

Kelly catching the bouquet was a good sign, it usually meant that whoever catches it will be the next person to get married, and hopefully, she will take that as a sign and say yes.

The band started playing the music for Ava and Tristan's first dance to call both of them to get on the dance floor.

Tristan twirled Ava around before placing his hand on her waist for their first dance. She was laughing by the time she placed her hand on his shoulder. She could never be happier than this moment, or so she thinks. 

"Did I tell you how beautiful you looked today?" Tristan asked lovingly.

"No, you haven't, it's only been like the fiftieth time, so you have to catch up to a hundred," Ava complained, teasingly.

Tristan came near Ava's ear and whispered, "I will show you how beautiful I think you are tonight," winking at her.

"Tristan, you're such a tease," Ava blushed.

"Do you remember how you rejected me when I asked you to dance the first time," Tristan asked.

"Yes, I never thought this day would come," Ava smiled.

"I know, look at where we are now," Tristan beamed.

"I love you, Tristan," Ava said, smiling, she couldn't believe this man was hers, it all feels surreal.

"I love you, little one," Tristan said, capturing her lips.

Tristan and Ava were looking at each other lovingly by the time their song ended. Theirs was the face they would be staring at every day. 

After everybody got on the dancefloor, Kelly and Jack joined them as well.

Sara was on the sidelines, standing alone, and Blake saw this as his chance and came to talk to her. "Hello gorgeous," Blake said sexily in her ear.

Blake was tall and well built. He was wearing a dark grey suit that fit his body like a glove, highlighting his physique and his muscles. He had very mischievous grey eyes, a pointed nose, a very sharp jawline, and his hair had the messy I just got out of bed look, typical playboy.

Sara knew how to handle men like him. He exuded confidence, and he was the type that always got what he wanted. 

Sara turned to look at him, giving him a polite smile.

"Would you like to dance?" Blake asked.

Blake was very popular among women because of his title, but he would have been famous nonetheless because of his good looks. He never had a shortage of women hanging out with him all the time, his charm always worker, and he was confident he could just apply the same techniques with Sara.

"Sure," Sara said. He was Tristan's friend and knew that she shouldn't be rude to him.

He held her back much closer than she wanted, but they were dancing, so she placed her hand on his shoulder to keep him away a bit. He was getting a bit too fresh, too fast. Blake was staring at her closely, memorizing each and every feature. Sara knew he was staring but kept her eyes averted.

He decided to test the water running his hand lower on her back. He felt her stiffen, so he stopped and just continued to dance. He twirled her around after a while, and Sara let loose and let her guard down, thinking maybe she was just reading too much into him trying to get close to her.

Sara looked closely at Blake and found him very handsome. "He's not that bad, he can be kind of cute," she thought, 'Definitely better than all the other actors and male models I've seen so far." Blake had a boyish grin and the aura of a very mature person.

Suddenly she found herself staring into his eyes, they had stopped dancing. Blake moved closer, and Sara just stood rooted in her spot. 

And out of impulse, Blake kissed her. Sara couldn't believe it, right in front of everybody too. When she tried to break free, he held her closer with both arms and pried her mouth open with his tongue, kissing her deeper. 

Sara started pounding on his chest when he was not responding. Blake came to his senses and backed off.

Sara was so angry, she had never been so humiliated in her entire life. This arrogant guy took advantage of her, he stole her first kiss, just like that.

Sara slapped him hard across the face. Did this guy think she was that easy? Just because he was powerful and rich, he thought that she would just fall for him?

"What…," anger was boiling in his eyes. He touched his cheek, how dare she slap him in front of everyone, "Did she forget who I am? I am an Aristocratic heir, and I rule the entertainment industry." Women fall at his feet when he lifts a finger, she should be glad he wanted to kiss her at all.

"You will regret this," Blake roared. Nobody raises a hand at him, not even his parents did it, why does she think she could do it. This woman had guts.

"We'll see about that," Sara screamed back. "What an arrogant prick, instead of apologizing, he threatens me," she thought, storming away. 

He vowed that she would pay for embarrassing him in front of everyone. 

Tristan and Ava were already on his private jet, they were headed to their honeymoon.

"Tristan, why is it so cold," Ava said, sitting beside him. He wrapped her in the other blanket beside him.

"Hmmm.. I'm still not warm," she whined. He was on his way to getting up, to get another blanket when she sat on his lap saying, "You have to keep me warm." 

He chuckled and opened all her blankets so he could hug her closer to him, then wrapped all the blankets around them so she could keep warm.

"Hmm... nice…," Ava said as she snuggled in his lap.

It was cold because they were on their way to Switzerland's snow-capped mountains. It was Ava's first time seeing the snow with Tristan, and she absolutely loved it. They stayed in one of his villas.

When she entered their bedroom, she blushed, there were rose petals on the bed, and the room was bathed in candlelight, lending it a sensual glow.

Tristan came from behind and put his arms around her waist. "I cannot wait any longer, my love," said whispering to her and shedding off her clothes.

Ava turned around and kissed him, helping him remove his clothes as fast as she could. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. She had dreamed of this for the past few days, and she can't wait. They kissed each other hungrily like kissing was giving them the air they needed to breathe.

They made their way to the bed, touching each other along the way. He was kissing her neck when, "Little one, this is going to hurt but I promise to go slowly, let me know if I'm hurting you," Tristan warned her.

Ava put on a brave face, she trusted Tristan, she knew that he would take care of her. He started kissing her again, trying to relax her body so she would be ready to take him in, he was going to try to make it easy for her, although he knew he couldn't prevent her pain. 

He kissed her slowly, touching her breast, rolling his thumbs on her nipples, making Ava moan and writhe beneath him. When he took one of her nipples in his mouth Ava gave a sharp cry. Her breasts have never been this sensitive before, it was like a fire was coursing through her veins, from wherever Tristan was touching her, and kissing her, all the way to her core. 

Tristan touched her core to let her get used to him, his touch, and the feeling of him inside her. She was moaning and arching her back, she can't get enough of what he was doing to her. His touch felt like his hands were on fire, and then she felt him kiss her down where she was getting wet and hot and achy all at the same time. She couldn't explain what was happening. 

All she could think of was that she wanted to release, release from what she didn't know, she just let Tristan continue licking her. Her body had a mind of its own, bucking and spasming when she reached her peak.

He came back up and kissed her, touching her core once more, inserting two of his fingers so she could open up, he was losing control, but he didn't want to hurt her. 

He took the packet from the nightstand to sheath himself, kissing her and kneading her to relax her again, he entered her as slowly as he possibly could, she was so tight, and she was squeezing the control out of him. Inch by inch he pushed inside of her, letting her get used to him, and when he reached her maidenhead, he whispered, "Sweetie, I will promise this is going to be short, and then it will get better okay,"

Ava was delirious, she kept moaning, all these sensations were new to her. Tristan being inside her scared her, but it felt like she was getting used to him. When he told her to brace herself, she held onto his back, not knowing she was digging her nails and hurting him. 

It was painful for him, but his pain would be nothing compared to what Ava would feel. When he was deep inside of her, he stayed still for a few seconds so she could get used to the length and the girth of him. 

"Shh... little one it's over, it will be better from now on," Tristan whispered. When he felt her relax, he started moving again, in and out, until she started enjoying the sensation. Ava didn't think it would get better, but now she can't stop herself from copying what he was doing, she wanted more of him and could not stop. Again and again.

"Aggghhh…," she cried out as once again as she reached the top, Tristan was not far behind her, finding his release.

Today they joined their bodies and became one soul.

They were still wrapped around each other when Ava started to stir, bringing her to the shower, Tristan cleaned them both up, wanting her to wake up refreshed in the morning.

On the bed, Tristan enveloped Ava in his arms, positioning her head on his shoulder, "I love you my little one." 

He always imagined having her in his arms like this and starting tonight, they won't have to sleep in different beds anymore gone are the days of sneaking from her parents. 

They will be together all the days of their lives. Ava mumbled, "I love you," before she fell asleep.

Tristan and Ava finally got their happy ending, and this is the beginning of the rest of their life.