There stood Maya, resplendent in a bright red sari, her arms and neck adorned with gold jewels, her hair pleated in a single braid, in full bridal makeup. In her hands, she held a thick woven flower garland.
My lord, she’s a goddess, Cole thought in astonishment, his fear of the moment melting away. He squinted, wondering if his contacts were in correctly. And is she taller? As everyone’s eyes were on her, her eyes were transfixed on him while she glided down the aisle.
“She’s marrying you?” Mark whispered to Cole, having never met Maya before. “Punching way above your weight class, huh?” Cole cracked a smile while still staring intently at his approaching bride.
“I think she’s letting him win,” Rob grinned, patting his elder brother on the back. As Maya reached the front, she smiled at Cole like they were the only ones in the room. Then she gingerly reached over him and placed the garland around his neck, straightening it down and across his lapels as her chosen groom.
“I learned how to walk in the red heels,” she whispered, taking his hands. “Izzy and I practiced in secret.” At the mention of his daughter’s name, Cole turned to see his little girl slip into a seat beside Tejas, with Sunitha right behind her.
He marveled at the matching blouse and long skirt of Izzy’s sequined, bright yellow lehnga outfit. Her hands were decorated with fresh henna, and she was wearing her own gold bangles, necklace, and earrings. Tejas and Manav’s faces brightened as they told her how great she looked.
“You dressed her? And came out looking like this, yourself?” Cole whispered to his bride. “You’re incredible.”
“You’re not so bad yourself, Teach,” she winked.
***Epilogue***
“Maybe we shouldn’t have crammed everything into the last weekend before school,” Cole said, tossing his keys on the kitchen counter and flipping on the light after they walked in through the mud room door. He took off his blazer and dropped it on the loveseat as Maya tossed her purse atop it.
“We couldn’t help it, baby,” she said. “The boys needed to be dropped off downtown, it’s the first weekend of the month so Janice gets Izzy… and we knew for a couple of months now Rob and Miguel were having their Labour Day party today.”
She stopped, a faint smile playing at the corner of her lips. “Still… do you realize this is the first time since we got married it’s just been us in the house with no kids?” Cole grinned back at her.
“No. You’ve been cooking for two days straight, and it’s the first day of school tomorrow for me. Just no.”
“You dropped the boys off only yesterday while I was prepping the food, and I’ll be picking Izzy up from school tomorrow,” Maya countered, slowly approaching him. “Tonight is our last chance for loud sex outside our bedroom for an entire month. I promise, it won’t take long,” she purred, lightly pinning her husband between herself and the back of the couch.
Before Cole could respond, Maya had unzipped him and pushed down both his jeans and boxer-briefs with a single motion. He groaned as she fell to her knees and took the full length of him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around him while running her hands up and down his inner thighs.
Maya’s thumbs stroked closer and closer to his scrotum until she suddenly cupped him in her hands and sucked hard on his tip, making him stagger and hold onto the back of the couch for support.
She held on tightly to his shaft while licking the tip and stroking under his balls, when Cole let out a low growl. He gently pushed her shoulders back and pulled her to her feet, kissing her deeply.
Cole yanked her blouse out from her dark blue jeans and let his hands wander north to her bra, still with his tongue in her mouth. A minute later, his lips were on her neck and his fingers were unzipping her jeans, dipping below the waistline of her panties.
“Cole, no,” Maya moaned.
“No?” Cole stopped in surprise.
“No, I mean…” she kissed his neck and put her lips up to his ear. “… we can go slow later.” Then she softly whispered the sentence that drove her husband mad. “Right now, your wife just wants you to fuck her nice and rough.”
Cole yanked off Maya’s jeans and panties in a frenzy, half-tripping over his own pants that he’d forgotten were around his ankles. Then he bent her over the wide arm of the couch and stood behind her.
She’s not kidding, he noted. The fact Maya was already soaking wet made it easy for him to enter her with one deft thrust, which made her cry out in approval.
“Sweetie, this is what you want?” he made sure as he started to speed up seconds later, his grip tightening on either side of her soft hips.
“Yes, yes, just like that, baby,” Maya wailed, her hair flipped over her face in a mop while her toes lifted off the carpet every time Cole drove into her. Her husband grabbed her shoulders just as she clenched tightly around him, then he managed a few final thrusts before he crumpled against her lower back and then slid from there onto the carpet.
Maya pushed her hair off her face and smiled down at him, letting her arm fall down to his heaving chest. His heart was galloping but he grinned back and brought her hand to his lips.
“You were thinking about that all day, weren’t you?” he panted.
“And you were completely oblivious,” she said breathlessly. “Didn’t you see me staring at you when you were loading the dishwasher?”
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