Home Again

Chapter 16

The ranch was decorated with gardenias and orchids, the colors were white and purple. The sun was shining on the large gazebo that was draped with the flowers and tulle. Brad stood nervous waiting looking so handsome in his tux. As the march began everyone stood in anticipation as she started down the aisle holding her father’s arm in a death grip. "Don't let me fall daddy okay" She looked up at him.

"Never princess" he smiled proudly looking straight ahead.

Her eyes were then glued on Brad she couldn't believe this day had finally come. She was finally gonna be Mrs. Bradley Wayne Singleton. This aisle seemed to go on forever; She couldn't wait to get started. Brads face overtook a huge smile and his eyes twinkled she could tell he was undressing her with his eyes. He was completely breathtaking in his tux not as much as when he was naked but... she reached him and stared up into his face, He was smiling from ear to ear as if he had known her thoughts. "Your gorgeous" he whispered

"Thank you" he took her hands and they climbed the step up to be under a canopy of flowers. This was the happiest day of her life and could not possibly get any better. They stood facing the preacher who moments ago had seemed happy as well but now stared at her with contempt.

"What do you mean by this?" He asked

"I’m sorry" She smiled grasping Brads arm.

"What do you mean by this?" He repeated "I cannot marry you like this?"

"Brad" she grasps at the ice-cold hand she held "AHAH" She screamed. Brad was not standing beside her. He was laying the hand she held was raised high out of a Dark grey casket. She screamed instantly releasing her hold on him. She looked back at the preacher who now was incredibly close to her face. "He's dead," She gasp "My Bradley how?" She asks of him "When? What is wrong with you answer me?”

"What do you mean? He isn't the one who is dead." The world seemed to flip. She found it hard to breath the sun seemed to flicker, and the people began to spin. The words of the many circled her in swirls of muffled voices. One rang out to her so loud,

"I'm so sorry Mel" Bradley’s voice but he was dead. All sudden his face appeared above her, his beautiful tear streaked face, Brad!!! she called but no voice came out. She tried to reach for him, but she couldn't move, was she laying? He touched her face. "I'm so sorry Melanie Goodbye my darling." Goodbye why goodbye!!!

"It's time Bradley" Dena's voice and face came into focus "It's time” she nodded to someone, and a loud eerie creaking noise seemed to echo, a lid? Oh god she was in coffin "Help Help" It was closing... The light was fading “Oh god help me help please" She screamed.

"Melanie!!! Melanie!!! It's ok, it's ok!!!" two strong arms encircled her, she sobbed and allowed herself to be held. "It was only a dream, it’s okay." He stroked her hair. They had sat there for a long time; Melanie had lost count and she wasn't sure if she had dosed off now and then before she moved.

She leaned back far enough to see his face and pressed her lips to his urgently. She wrapped her arms around his neck loving the feel of his warmth on her. He wasn’t sure what had just happened, but he wanted very much to ease her back on to the pillows but thought better of it. When the kiss had ended, she wiped at her wet face.

"Wanna talk about it?" he asks sincerely.

"I was in a coffin"

"Well you’ve been through a lot." He combed her hair out of her face.

"I was dead"

"I can assure you your very much alive." He licked his lips.

"You were dead first and then it was me" She began to cry again.

He wiped the tears from her face with a small smile tilting his lips, "I promise you I am very much a live too" He looked down.

She followed his gaze to an enormous erection. "Bradley really" She wasn't sure how to react.

"Sorry but it’s been a long time since I have had you in this house, in my bed alone." He gave her that smug Singleton Grin.

She should be furious with him, but she wasn't. She was alive, he was alive, and she wanted him just as much as she could tell he wanted her. He saw her smile and lifted her face to meet his. She felt his arms slide around her and raise to let her hair down out of the sleep messed bun it had been in as she felt his tongue luring her deeper into his kiss. She was high on him and she knew it so high she was lightheaded and still he continued to tease her with small nibbles on her lips. She wasn't even aware that he had removed her blouse until she felt him working the latch on her bra with an expertise that annoyed her but as the latch gave and her breast sprang free into his hands it sent shivers down her spine. He grazed at her n*****s with the sides of his thumbs and she all but lost control. His lips began to peck a trail down the side of her neck as he eased her back on to the pillows behind her. One hand undid her pants. She couldn't wait for him to invigorate her anymore with his slow pace she shimmied out of her pants and he released her long enough for him to pull his common tee over his head. His abs flexed and she raised to kiss each one before he stopped her pulling her back to his lips.

He leaned her back to the pillows before letting her breathe. He made a trail of kisses across her jaw to her earlobe and down only stopping at one plump breast to savor her. She was in complete ecstasy with her head thrown back and her hands rubbing his back. Her thoughts raced almost as fast as her heart and just as frantic. She had missed this and if his staff was any inclination, he had missed her too and he would certainly be making up for lost time. She could feel His hardness pulsing to get free and she reached for his belt buckle, but he grabbed her wrist and put them high above her head Kissing her ear lobe, "Patience Melanie, This is my apology." His warm breath on her face made her tremble as he glided down her body to her thong covered middle. He slid one finger on each side and slowly brought them down kissing a path on one leg as he took them off. He made his way back up the other leg until he reached her center. Surly he wasn’t about to... but He was, he nibbled her folds and flicked his tongue on her c******s making her cry out. She tried to wiggle but he prevented her by grasping her sweat covered hips. He feasted until she had lost count of climaxes and he had rung every ounce of energy she had in her.

She pleaded "Please Brad"

"Please” He mocked as he suckled her.

"Bradley!!!" she screamed as yet another orgasm took hold of her.

"He raised to his knees and she spread for him wrapping her legs tightly waiting, longing and anticipating him. Most women would have thought this part was for him, but she knew him better, he had plenty of steam. She was worried however; that she was too drained to please him but those fears were put to rest quickly as she climbed that amazing invisible ladder again, she was ascending for him, her body singing through every cell every fiber of her being her soul reaching another crescendo. He plunged deep and deeper and deeper still with every time she raised to meet his thrusts. "Oh, Brad I'm!!! I'm!!! oh my Brad!!!" She was delirious. She dug her claws into his back as every muscle in her body shuddered in pleasure. She felt him stiffen as he reached his climax only seconds after her. He collapsed with his head on her chest and she wrapped her arms around him cradling him as their breathing worked at returning to normal. They began to return back to themselves with Her body still rocked with little pulses of pleasure as they lay entangled; the next one only a little weaker than the last. She was completely satisfied in every way…

They drift off to sleep at some point, but he was still in her cradled embrace when the phone began ringing. Melanie's eyes tried to adjust to the light from window. Brad leaned up over her and kissed her before reaching for the phone with a mischievous grin. Melanie who had thought about getting up laid perfectly still completely satisfied with staying in bed for snow day with Brad. "Hello" Brad made circles with his index finger around her very bare belly button.

"Dena calm down, what is it?" He stood, "Okay, okay I’m on my way" he hung up the receiver.

"Brad, what is it?" Melanie grabbed his hand.

"Granny, she is bedridden begging for me to come to her"

"Oh, I’m sorry Bradley."

"Yeah" he went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Melanie tried to stop but she couldn't help the feeling that he was still mad at her and unfortunately, she was still hurt at him. They hadn’t even had the chance to try to reconcile their differences and Beth was already in the way again. She wrapped her arms around her knees and laid her head down, perhaps she thought, they were not meant to be after all. What would he say to her? Was she gonna be able to talk to the witch? She probably wasn’t even sick she does this stuff all the time.

"Mel" he sat down beside her drawing her attention. "You okay?"

"yes"

"You sure?"

"sure" she still had a roaring headache and she was afraid to look in the mirror. She was feeling her ankle and arm throb too. “Just feeling the effects of the crash that all.

He leaned in and kissed her, "I love you" he had one hand still in her hair, looking at her still closed eyes in time to see a tear crawl down her cheek

"Really?" She croaked.

"Do you doubt me even after last night?"

"Could you blame me after everything you said?"

"Melanie, I can never ever say I’m sorry more than I am. I wouldn't blame you for never trusting me again and for hating me for it. If you will forgive me, I'd be the happiest man alive."

"Have you ever known me to hold a grudge? Of course, I forgive you. That doesn't mean though that I’m not going use it to my advantage from time to time though." she kissed the tip of his nose. “I promise I tried to tell you but…”

"Dena told me and I can live with that." he hugged her tightly. "Will you come with me?"

"To Dena's where Beth is?"

"Yes"

"I'm the last person she would want to see, especially if she is ill." Melanie let that process, “Do you think she is legitimately ill?”

“What? You think she is faking it.” He stopped at the door.

She stood and slowly crossed the room limping only slightly toward him, “I do Brad every time we get close; she is there in the way. She was there when we wanted a wedding in July to make sure you went to college instead. She was there to make sure you never found out about Ben and Regina. Now she is here again, what do you expect me to think? The woman hates me!!!”

“You’re a real piece of work, do you know that? You and Dena both. Melanie, I love you, but you can’t honestly sit here and think that she has somehow imaginatively conspired against us. She doesn’t even know you’re here.” He jerked the door open, not realizing how close she was…

“Owe” Blood poured from Melanie’s nose like a fountain. “Oh My God!!!” She screamed, running toward the bathroom…