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New York, New York
By Dedi’s Lady Hawk

Disclaimer:  I do not own the character of Antoine Laconte.  I do own all others.  No offense or infringement was intended.

Rated: R for sexual content.

Comments:  Sequel to “Antoine’s Heart”.  Please send any comments to dedisladyhawk@hotmail.com

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Janice let out a soft sigh as she stretched out beneath the warm sheets.  Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled as she saw the waves crashing on the sand outside of Antoine’s bedroom window.  She was tempted to pinch herself and make sure she wasn’t dreaming until she felt him shift in the bed next to her.  She looked at the clock seeing it was nearly ten thirty.  They had spent the better half of the night making love and had finally fallen asleep just a few hours before the sun came up.

She rolled in the bed and smiled as her gaze fell on the man she loved.  He was lying on his back one arm over his head resting on his pillow the other practically hanging off the bed.  His long dark hair fanned out around his head.  His face was relaxed and she lay there a moment watching his chest rise and fall as he breathed.  He was so handsome, and her heart swelled as she looked at him. 

Her hand flew to her mouth and stifled a laugh, as she looked him over.  The sheets of the bed had settled low on his abdomen and she now noticed they were tented.  He was fast asleep and totally aroused.  A devilish smile crossed her lips as she looked at him.  She couldn’t help but wonder how he’d react if she touched him right then. 

She moved slowly trying not to move the bed too much as she slipped her hand under the sheet.  She touched his thigh gently and felt the muscles flex a bit but he didn’t stir.  She gently stroked his skin and soon heard a sigh escape his lips, but still his eyes didn’t open.  She moved her hand and let her fingers circle around him. 

She began stroking him softly and she heard his breath take a sharp intake.  A low moan escaped his lips as his body shifted to the touch.  His eyes fluttered open now as he brought his hand down to let his fingers twine in her strawberry blonde hair.  There was still a fog of sleep hanging over him but he knew exactly who was touching him.

“Cara mia,” he whispered.

“Good morning,” she said before engulfing him in her mouth.

Another groan escaped his lips as she began moving on him.  His body responded instantly as she stroked the length of him.  He gripped her hair tighter as his body arched against her gentle onslaught.  For someone who had been a virgin when he met her she certainly knew what she was doing at that moment.  He bit his lower lip a bit as she continued to stroke him.  She increased her pace and Antoine who had finally shaken the sleep from his mind was now ready to take control.

“Cara,” he groaned, “I wish to be inside you,”

She released him and he quickly grabbed her and pushed her back on the bed.  She parted her legs to him as he quickly sank into her.  She moaned loudly as he filled her completely.  He let his arms slide under her grabbing her hair, and her neck as he began moving inside her.  His lips ravaged the skin on her neck his teeth gazed the sensitive buds of her breasts as he savagely tried to tasted her.

Janice clung to him as he pounded into her causing her to cry out for him.  She had awoken not only Antoine but also his animal lust at that moment and she cried out as the pleasure of their wild lovemaking carried them away.  Her nails dug into the moist flesh of his back as he continued to thrust into her wildly looking for that sweet release.  Finally he felt her body tightening and with a few final strokes they both went over the edge crying out as their orgasms shook their bodies. 

Antoine nearly collapsed on her as he struggled to find his breath.  He felt her hands come up and she pushed the hair back from his face before drawing him close.  He had a strange look in his eyes and it soon disappeared as he smiled.  He leaned down and kissed her sweet lips as she hugged him close.

“You wake me up like that every morning and you’ll put me in an early grave,” he said.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I just couldn’t help it when I saw you were aroused like that.  I wanted to see what would happen,”

“Now you know,” he said kissing her neck, “Did I hurt you?”

“No Antoine,” she said softly.

“Cara mia,” he said gently, “My love,”

“I love you Antoine,” she whispered.

“I love you too, Bella,” he said, “Hmm, as much as I would like to stay in your arms we have a plane to New York to catch,”

“I know,” she said, “I need to shower,”

“At least that is something we can do together,” he smiled.

“Antoine,” she smiled.  He moved from the bed and grabbed her up into his arms as she let out a squeal, “Antoine,”

He gave her a throaty laugh as he carried her into the bathroom.  He set her down as he reached and turned on the shower.  She gasped as the warm water hit her and she clung to him as the water washed over them.  He slowly let his hands drift over her as she let out a soft sigh.  He kissed her lips as he backed her further under the water.  She moaned lightly as she felt him start to harden against her body. 

“Now I shall make up for my haste,” he whispered softly.

“Antoine,” she gasped as he began kissing her neck.

“My sweet Cara Mia,” he murmured against her skin.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“And I you,”

He backed her against the wall of the shower as his mouth moved over her skin.  She moaned at the feel of him and pressed against him as he let his large hand move down to cup her buttocks.  She moved her leg bringing it up to wrap around him as he pressed his lean frame against her.  She sunk her fingers into his damp hair as he moved lower teasing and caressing her skin.  She moaned as he drew the hard peak of her breast into his hot mouth sucking it deep.

“Antoine,” his name let her lips in a light whispered as he continued to touch her.

He took his time blazing a trail of hot kisses on her soft skin as she moaned and clutched at his hair and shoulders.  He soon slipped his hand between them and began stroking her sensitive bud.  He slowly moved down her body and she almost lost it as he knelt down and draped her leg over his shoulder.  He spread open her flower and drank of her sweet nectar as she moaned again. 

Every touch, every caress, made her body shake as he explored her deeply and thoroughly.  She sunk her fingers into his hair as she struggled to stay upright under his tender assault.  As he anchored his thumb on her tiny pearl as he slipped a finger into her causing her to cry out.  He slipped in another finger and began stroking the walls of her chamber seeking that magical spot.  He knew he had found it as she trembled hard and cried out again.  He increased his pace causing her to climax fast and hard. 

She was gasping for air as she felt him move and lift her into his strong arms.  He sunk into her easily causing her to whimper slightly as he filled her.  He held still within her capturing her lips in a deep demanding kiss.  He felt her relax against him as he kissed her and he then broke the kiss moving to her supple neck.  He began to nip tenderly at her skin hearing her moan softly as he did.

Slowly he began shifting his hips grinding into her as she gasped softly.  She clung to his shoulders as he held her and the soft gasps soon turned into deep moans as he increased his pace.  His own breath was breaking fast from him lips as he now pounded into her causing her to cry out his name.  He could tell she was close and soon he felt her body as she tightened on him.  She arched against his body crying out his name as her orgasm tore through her causing him to release his seed deep within her. 

She clung to his hard body as she buried her face in the nape of his neck.  He stroked her back as he held her and he slowly withdrew from her body as she lowered her legs to the floor.  He continued to hold her close under the warm water and he whispered softly to her as they washed each other.  They soon moved from the shower and toweled each other off.  Janice wrapped herself in one of Antoine’s robes and watched him as he stood in the bathroom.

He had a soft white cotton towel wrapped around his trim waist as he brushed out his long dark locks.  She watched as he trimmed his beard, every muscle in his chest and back flexed as he moved.  She could hardly believe she was there, in his home, in his bed, in his heart.  He saw her watching him in the mirror and gave her that ice-melting smile.  She blushed as he did.  He soon came out and went to his dresser.

He thought nothing of dropping his towel and giving her another full view of his well-defined body.  He pulled out a pair of black jeans and pulled them on before grabbing out a black t-shirt.  He put on his socks and a pair of black boots before slipping on his watch, bracelet, and belt.  She watched as he went over and picked up her purse.

“What are you doing?” she smiled.

“Getting your keys,” he said, “You need your suitcase, unless you want to fly to New York in my robe,” he said walking over to her, “I mean I wouldn’t mind but I doubt you’d make it through security,”

“Just go get my suitcase,” she smiled.

“Be right back,” he smiled.

She watched him as he bounced down the steps and disappeared out the front door.  She moved from his bed and went out into the kitchen.  She found a glass and pulled open the refrigerator looking for something to drink.  She smiled as she looked at the contents of his refrigerator.  She had seen what was in the bar refrigerator, caviar, oysters, wine, champagne, and fancy bottles of water. 

In this fridge however, was a half gallon of skim milk half gone, chocolate milk nearby also half gone, a few take out containers from his favorite Chinese restaurant.  There was some orange juice, which she took out, and a few eggs in the door.  There was lunchmeat from a deli she was familiar with and a container that had salad in it.  She flipped open the compartment in the door and almost busted out laughing as she saw a half dozen Snicker bars stuffed inside.  She smiled as she pushed the door shut.  If his clients had seen that side of him, they would have died from laughter.

She poured the juice and looked up just in time to see him come back in with her suitcase.  He gave her a smile as he took it in and laid it on his bed.  He came back out to her, took the glass from her hand, and gave her a playful smack on her backside.

“Better get moving,” he said, “Especially if you wish to eat first,”

“Why don’t we just have a few of your Snicker Bars,” she smiled.

“You’ve been snooping around,” he said following her.

“I was looking for juice,” she said as she opened her suitcase.

“What do you wish to do with this?” he asked picking up her dress from him floor.

“Burn it for all I care,” she said.

“Rather a shame,” he said draping it over his arm as he approached her, “You were breathtaking in it,”

“Yeah well,” she said.

“Say no more,” he said turning from her, “Incinerator time for you,” he said dropping it in the trash.

He went to the kitchen and got himself some juice before walking back to the bedroom.  He stood there watching her dress.  She pulled on a pair of black lace thong panties and a matching bra. She took pulled on a pair of black jeans and a black angora sweater.  She was just slipping on her boots when she saw him walk over to her.  She smiled as he cupped her face in strong hand.

“You are so breathtaking Cara Mia,” he said softly, “You have truly made me the richest man alive with the gift of your love,”

“Antoine,” she said softly. 

“I love you Janice,”

“I love you too Antoine,” he leaned in and gently kissed her lips.

“Come Cara Mia, we have a plane to catch,”

“I don’t have a ticket though,” she said.

“Do not worry it is all ready taken care of,” he said as he picked up her bag, “Come Cara mia,” he said holding his other hand out to her.

She took it and they left his condo and made there way to his car.  He placed her bag in the trunk with his and he then helped her into the car.  She had never ridden in his car and but she did like the silver little number.  They stopped briefly at a charming little café for breakfast before finally making it to the airport.  It wasn’t long before they were settling into their seats in first class. 

Antoine held her close as they settled in for the flight.  They drank a bit of champagne and talked quietly between themselves.  She loved it when Antoine would press his soft lips to her ear and whisper to her switching between, English, Italian and French.  She only understood the English, but the rest spoke right to her heart.  She felt tired and nuzzled against his strong chest.

He rested his cheek on the crown of her head as she relaxed against him.  The last three days had turned his world on its ear, but in that instant he didn’t care.  She was there in his arms and for that he was grateful.  He had never been in love before, not like this and he wasn’t about to let her go.  He soon decided to join her in a little nap.

When they landed in New York there was a car waiting to take them to their hotel.  Antoine escorted her to the car and soon they were driving through the streets of New York.  Janice had never been outside of California and New York was a big change for her.  He watched her as she looked out the windows in awe at the skyscrapers.  She couldn’t mask her surprise as they pulled up in front of the Plaza hotel.  He helped her from the car and escorted her inside.

They checked in and they made their way upstairs to their room, although it was actually a suite.  Pam was in total shock as she stepped inside.  The whole suite was bigger then Antoine’s condo and she was taken back by it all.  She walked into the bedroom not even realizing that Antoine was right behind her.  She smiled as she felt his strong hands on her hips.

“I thought you had a business meeting,” she said he pulled her against his strong frame.

“I have two hours before I have to meet them, one of which I would love to use to pleasure you once more,” he said softly.

“Only an hour,” she said turning to him.

“Consider it an aperitif,” he smiled, “There will be a full course when I return,” 

“Hmm,” she said slipping her arms around his neck, “I like that idea,”

She let out a giggle as he backed her towards the bed and laid her down.  He kissed her gently and she sunk her fingers into his long hair as he took the kiss deeper.  He made love to her slowly, lingering over her soft body once more as he kissed and caressed her.  They laid in bed afterwards talking softly to each other.  There was soon a knock at the door.

“That will be our bags,” he said moving from her arms.

She stretched out as Antoine rose from the bed and retrieved a hotel robe.  He then headed out to answer the door.  The bellman brought in their bags and Antoine tipped him as he left.  Antoine brought the bags into the room and set them on the bench at the foot of the bed.  She propped her head up on her hand as she watched him hang up his suit bag.  He unzipped it revealing a black suit with a dark blue shirt. 

She watched him as he got dressed and brushed his hair out once more.  He looked very handsome as he stood there in his suit.  She wrapped the sheet around her as she sat up on the bed looking at him.  She saw him pull out a black silk tie and he walked over to her.

“Do you happen to know how to tie one of these?” he asked.

“You don’t know how to tie a tie?” she smiled taking it from him.

“I don’t usually wear them, I mean only bowties when it’s formal,” he said.

“Come here,” she said turning up his collar.

She slipped the tie around his neck and carefully tied it.  He watched her as she did and a soft smile played across his lips.  She finished tying it and flipped his collar down before smoothing his tie against his chest.

“Thank you cara mia,” he said softly, “I promise you I will not be late,”

“All right,” she said caressing his cheek.

“You can order something to eat and just charge it to the room,” he said, “I’ll see you in a bit,”

“Okay,” she smiled.

“I love you,” he said pulling her close.

“I love you too,” she smiled as he kissed her, “Mmm, get going before you’re late,”

“I shall return,” he said as he rose from the bed.

He picked up his over coat and disappeared from the room.  Janice laid back in the bed with a smile.  She rolled and picked up the phone.  She dialed a number and waited for an answer.

“Hello?” came Joyce’s voice.

“Hey there,” she said.

“Janice, hi,” she said, “Where are you?” 

“I am in the most beautiful hotel suite that I have ever seen,” she smiled, “We’re in the Plaza,”

“Wow,” said Joyce, “Where’s Antoine?”

“He had a meeting with the people he’s investing his money with,” said Janice, “He’ll be back later for round three,” she laughed, “Or is it round four?  Counting the shower I think it’s round four,”

“Four times, good god,” said Joyce, “That man has great stamina,” 

“Well given his former line of work,” said Janice, “Anyway, I can’t believe we’re getting married.  I really wish you could be here with me,”

“Oh don’t worry about it,” said Joyce, “We’ll have a big party here when you and Antoine come back.  Wow, when you come home you’ll be Mrs. Antoine Laconte,”

“Janice Laconte,” said Janice, “Has a nice ring to it doesn’t it?”

“Sure does,” said Joyce.  Just then there was a knock at the door.

“Someone’s here,” she said, “Maybe Antoine forgot something,”

“I’ll wait,” said Joyce.

Janice moved from the bed and picked up Antoine’s shirt.  She slipped it on and went to answer the door.  She opened it to see a tall, leggy, brunette, with a huge chest looking down at her.  She suddenly pushed past Janice and into the room.

“Where’s Antoine?” she asked looking around.

“He’s not here,” said Janice, “Who are you?”

“I’m Cat,” she said turning to Janice once more, “Antoine and I are old friends,” she smiled, “Who are you?”

“I’m his fiancée,” said Janice. 

“Fiancée?  You’re kidding right?  Antoine is giving up everything for a mousy little thing like you?” she laughed, “I leave the country for a few months and he goes legit,” 

“That’s right now I suggest you leave,” said Janice pointing to the door.

“Well, we’ll just see about that,” said Cat walking towards the door, “Antoine’s never turned me down yet, and I don’t see a ring on that finger,” she walked away and Janice slammed the door shut.  She walked back over to the bed and picked up the phone, “Great,”

“Janice, don’t go jumping to conclusions,” said Joyce, “Antoine loves you, and I’m sure she just didn’t know he was done with that,”

“I know,” she said softly, “Listen I’m going to go get something eat,”

“Janice, he does love you, I’ve seen it in his eyes.  We had lunch to discuss how to win you back.  When he talks about you his eyes light up, he loves you very much,”

“I know he does,” said Janice, “I’ll talk to you later,”

“All right,” said Joyce.

Janice hung up the phone and sat there for a moment.  She decided to forgo the food as she walked over to the window.  There was a window bench there and she saw down pulling his shirt around her.  She sat there staring out at the city light.  She loved Antoine and she knew he loved her but the whole thing kind of rubbed her the wrong way.  Was this what she had to look forward to, more run-ins with former clients.  She rested again the pane and just sat there thinking.

It was nearly nine when Antoine returned to the hotel.  The meeting had gone longer then he intended.  He was walking through the lobby when the desk clerk flagged him down and handed him an envelope.  Antoine thanked him and made his way towards the elevator. 

Once inside he ripped the envelope open and just about fell to his knees as he saw the name at the bottom.  When he stepped off the elevator he practically ran to the suite and threw the door open.  He looked around and let out a sigh of relief when he saw Janice sitting in the window.

He shut the door and quietly walked over to her as she sat there sleeping.  He sat down across from her and watched her for a moment.  Her breathing was deep yet gentle as she sat there.  She looked so angelic as she sat there and he really didn’t want to wake her.  He moved and bent down slipping one arm under her legs the other around her back as he lifted her into his arms.

“Antoine,” she said softly.

“Shh,” he said as his lips caressed her forehead, “I’m here,”

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you too,” he said gently as he took her over to the bed.  He laid her down and pulled the covers over her as she lay there.  He caressed her cheek causing her to let out a gentle sigh.

Antoine moved from her and stripped his tie from around his neck.  He took his clothes off laying them over the back of the chair.  He slipped his watch off before slipping into bed with her.  She turned towards him and he drew her close as she pressed her cheek to his chest.  His chin rested on the crown of her head as she lay in his arms.  He felt her trembling as he held her close.

“Janice,” he said softly.

“There was a woman,” she said.

“I know,” he said stroking her hair, “I’ll take care of it,”

“Antoine, she…” he felt her shake.  He moved from her and placed his fingers under her chin to lift her face to his.

“What did she say to you?” he asked her.  She tried to look away from him, “Bella,”

“She said she couldn’t believe you’d give up your life for someone mousy like me,” she said.

“Bella, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” he said.

“I’m not like her Antoine,”

“I would not want you to be,” he said, “That woman tells lies like you tell truths.  She lies to herself everyday.  You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met because you have beauty from within, and that just enhances your outer beauty more,” 

“Antoine,”

“I love you Janice, and only you,” he said as he gently pressed her to the bed, “You are going to be my bride, Janice.  You are mine, forever,” 

“Antoine,” she sighed as he pressed his lips to hers.

She moaned as he deepened the kiss, his hands moving to lift her shirt as his hands moved over her soft skin.  He moved lifting it up and stripping from her body as she parted her legs to him.  He settled between them his arousal pressing against her as she drew him close.  She pressed her body to his as he kissed and caressed her skin.  She moaned as his lips moved over her his fingers bringing her whole body to attention.  He let out a groan as he felt her reach between them and grip his erection in her soft hand.

“Bella,” he said softly.

“Antoine, please,” she whispered, “I need to feel you inside me,”

“I cannot deny you anything,” he answered as she guided him into her. 

She let out another soft moan as he filled her completely.  He kissed her tenderly before he started moving inside her.  She ran her hands up his strong back as he slowly made love to her, scorching her skin with his touch.  Each of his warm kisses conveyed his love as she moaned softly in his arms.  Her moans grew louder as he moved inside her taking her higher with each movement.  She cried out as her body tightened on him triggering his release as he pumped his warmth into her body.

He rolled with her bringing her to rest on his chest as he hugged her close.  He stroked her back and hair as he felt tears spill over his skin.  He whispered to her softly as she held her and soon felt her relax against his body as she drifted off to sleep.

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Janice awoke the next morning to see Antoine pushing in a cart from room service.  She sat up in the bed pulling the sheets with her as he came over to her.  He leaned down cupping her face in his hand as he kissed her lips softly.  She smiled at him as he pulled back to look at her.

“I ordered breakfast,” he smiled, “And then after we shower and dress, I’m going to buy you that ring,”

“Mmm,” she said, “What did you get for breakfast?”

“Let’s see we have some pancakes, fresh fruit, sausage, juice, café,” he smiled.

“Bring it on,” she smiled as he brought the food over.

They ate their breakfast and Antoine then took to the shower once more.  He couldn’t help watching as she dressed.  She put on a hunter green blouse, and black pleated skirt and black pumps.  She looked stunning as he took her hand in his.  He raised her hand to his lips and kissed it before running his long fingers over her skin.

“Now let us get a you a ring so that everyone will know that you are mine,” he said drawing her close.

“Yes,” she said softly.

They made there way downstairs where Antoine had a stretch limo waiting for them.  He helped her in and soon they were off.  Janice soon realized he hadn’t been kidding when they pulled up in front of Tiffany’s and he helped her out.  He escorted her inside where they were immediately greeted by a saleswoman.

“May I help you?” she asked as she approached.

“Yes,” answered Antoine, “I wish to buy an engagement ring.  Something that sparkles as bright as future bride,” he said hugging her close.

“Of course,” she said, “This way.  Did you have something special in mind?”

“Nothing under two carats, class E, colorless,” he said.

“Well we can certainly do that,” she smiled walking behind the case.  She pulled out a velvet cloth and asked for Janice’s hand, “Let’s see,” she said, “You look to be about a size six,” she said holding Janice’s hand, “So we don’t want to go too large,” she realized her hand and pulled out an assortment of rings.  She placed them before Janice on the counter. 

“Wow,” she said softly.

“It is all right,” he said, “Let your heart choose,” he said placing a hand on her shoulder.

She looked over the rings for several minutes studying each one closely before finally picking one up in her hand.  It was platinum, with baguette diamond in the band, in the center was a heart shaped diamond flanked on each said with three small round cut diamonds.

“This one,” she said holding it in her fingers.

“Allow me,” he said taking it from her.  He took her hand in his and slipped the ring on her trembling hand, “Si, Bella, a perfect fit,”

“Antoine,” she said.

“This is the one you want?” he asked.

“Yes,”

“Then this is the one you shall have,” he smiled as he released her hand, “We need wedding bands as well,” he said to the saleswoman, “Platinum as well,”

“Of course sir,” said the woman.

She walked away and soon came back with a selection of wedding bands.  They looked them over and Antoine soon picked up a platinum eternity band.  He reached for her hand holding the ring next to her engagement ring.  He smiled as he set it on the velvet.  She soon picked up a platinum bad as well simply designed with three smaller round cut channel set diamonds set in the band.

“Do you like this one?” she asked holding out to Antoine.

“Si Bella,” he said looking at her, “You have extremely good taste,”

“We’ll take these,” he said as he reached into his coat for his wallet.  He handed her his credit card as she picked up the wedding bands and the information for her engagement ring.  He watched Janice as she looked at the ring on her hand, “Bella,” he said turning her to him.

“It’s all right,” she said smiling at him, “Just seems like a wonderful dream,” 

“I love you,” he said drawing her close.

“I love you too Antoine,” she smiled.

~*~

Antoine gave Janice enough money to go out and buy a dress and whatever else they wished for their wedding.  He knew that she had wanted that church wedding but she said she would  accept a small civil ceremony.  Joyce had promised to through them a reception when they returned home. 

That Friday they awoke and prepared for their wedding.  Janice was a bit nervous as she slipped into the gown she bought.  She wanted something close to a traditional wedding dress without the long train and cumbersome veil.  She chose a simple white lace dress, with spaghetti straps and a fitted bodice.  The skirt was full and fell just around her knees.  It was trimmed with rhinestones and pearls. 

She wore her hair pulled back on her head with rhinestone hair combs and babies breath.  She even found a bouquet to hold.  She had silk nylons that shimmered, and matching lace trimmed pumps.

Antoine was waiting in the outer room when Lacy stepped out.  He turned to her and a smile spread over his lips as he looked at her.  He looked so handsome in his white linen suit and white dress shirt.  He walked over to her as she stood there.

“You…” he said softly, “You look…wow,” he said smiling.

“Thank you,” she said running her hand over her dress.

“Shall we?” he said holding his arm out to her.  She stepped forward and took it.

He escorted her downstairs and outside to a waiting Limo once more.  They were soon on their way to their civil ceremony.  Janice was surprised however when they stopped in front of a church and Antoine moved to get out.

“What are we doing here?” she asked.

“Just a little side trip,” he said, “Trust me,” he held out his hand to her.

She took it and he helped her from the car.  He led her up the stairs and when he opened the doors she almost broke into tears.  There was Joyce in her bridesmaid dress, and her father.

“Oh my God,” she said, “How?”

“I knew how much this meant to you,” he said, “So I made a few calls,”

“Antoine,” she said.

“There’s time for that later,” said Joyce, “Antoine, get down there to the alter,”

“I’ll see you in a few minutes,” he smiled as he walked away.

“Who’s all here?” she asked Joyce.

“You’re parents, me, the girls from the office, and his family,” said Joyce.

“His family,” she said, “I’m marrying him right now and I’ve never even met his family,”

“Don’t worry about it,” said Joyce adjusting her friends hair, “He told them all about you months ago.  They couldn’t be happier,” she said, “Now let’s get you married,”

Janice took her father’s arm and smiled as she watched Joyce walk down the aisle towards Antoine.  They soon followed and she fought back tears seeing her small group of friends and family waiting for her.  Antoine smiled at her as he watched her a young man standing next to him.  Her father approached and they stopped as the clergyman spoke.

“Who gives this woman to be wed?” he asked.

“Her mother and I do,” said her father looking at her.  He kissed her cheek before giving her hand to Antoine, “Take good care of her,” he said shaking Antoine’s hand.

“She will never want for anything,” he said.  He took Janice’s hand as her father stepped back.

Janice and Antoine exchanged their vows and there rings as their family looked on.  Janice couldn’t help but smile as she slipped the platinum wedding band onto his finger.  Her heart was pounding in her chest as he finally spoke those beautiful words.

“By the power vested in my I pronounce you husband and wife,” he said, “You may kiss the bride,”

Antoine stepped forward cupping her face in his hands as he gently kissed her lips.  A tear slid down her cheek as she looked into his brown eyes.  They turned to their family and he spoke once more.

“Ladies and gentlemen may I present to you, Mr. & Mrs. Antoine Laconte,”

They walked down the steps and into the arms of her waiting family.  Antoine soon drew her into his arms and took her over to an older couple who were smiling so sweetly at her.

“Their English is not so good,” he said, “But these are my parents,” he said, “Josephine, and Ramón,” he said.  He slipped into Italian as he address his parents and she could only make out her name.   His mother had tears in her eyes as she hugged Janice tightly to her.  She just listened to them as they spoke to Antoine.

“What are they saying?” she asked.

“They are very grateful to you,” he said slipping his arm around her waist, “For making an honest, and decent man out of me,”

“It was always within you,” she said looking at him, “I saw it the first time I looked into your eyes,” 

“I love you,” he said softly.

“I love you too,” she said.

There were more surprises as Antoine had arranged a wedding reception for them in one of the banquet rooms of the hotel.  They had nice dinner arranged for all of them and a wedding cake.  They even had dancing and Janice was in heaven in her husband’s arms. 

It wasn’t long however before they slipped from the party and made their way up to their suite.  Outside the door Janice laughed as he scooped her into his arms and carried her inside.  He spun with her before setting her on her feet and closing the door.  He went back to her cupping her face in his hands as he backed her towards the bedroom.

“My beautiful Cara mia,” he said softly, “My beautiful wife,”  he kissed her soft lips.

“Antoine,” she whispered.

“You are my heart,” he said as he moved her the bed, “My soul, the very air I breath,”

He released her long enough to shrug his coat off and let it fall to the floor.  He took her in his arms and lowered her to the bed as she wrapped her legs around him.  He captured her lips, coaxing them apart as he kissed her deeply.  She wrapped her arms around him as he kissed her pressing her body close to him.  He ran his hand up her back seeking the zipper of her dress.  He drew it down and slipped his hand inside feeling her warm soft skin.  

They undressed each other quickly but then lingered over each other as they made love.  Janice’s soft moan hung in the air as he kissed his way across her body.  As he moved lower on her she arched her body eagerly, longing for him to touch her intimately deeply.  He moved down her grazing the soft nest of curls that now laid before him before spread open her silk folds.

She sunk her fingers into his hair as he began stroking her and caressing her.  She cried out as she felt him slip a finger inside if her and began stroking her g-spot.  Her body jumped as he touched her.  He could feel how ready she was, how much she desired him.  He moved up her as she drew him close and he kissed her trembling lips.

“Make me yours forever,” she whispered as he pushed inside her.

“Si Bella,” he said as he began to move against her.

She ran her hands over his muscles as he moved inside her.  He nipped at her skin as she moaned softly.  He couldn’t contain his own moans as he thrusted into her tight clasping body.  He increased his pace causing her to cry out more from the pleasure he was building inside her.  She arched wildly as her orgasm tore through her causing her body to clamp down on him.  He pumped his warmth deep into her warm body as he found his release.  Before he could move from her she pulled him to her hugging her close. 

“Antoine,” she said softly, “I love you my darling husband,”

“And I love you,” he said, “My loving wife,” he said looking at her, “I promise you, that we will be very happy together, for a very long time,”

“I know Antoine,” she said cupping his face in her hands, “You all ready make me happy, and I look forward to everyday we have together,”

“Me too Bella,” he said as he gently kissed her lips.

They cuddled under the covers and soon drifted off to sleep secure in their future as husband and wife.

The End

Author’s note:  Still debating as to whither or not there will be more to this story.  If there is it will probably go into the stories in progress.  I’ll let you know when I see what kind of feedback I get.  I hope you enjoyed this series as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Dedi’s Lady Hawk