The Fashion Designer

Chapter 6-You May Kiss The Bride

MICHAEL

Holy f**k! It's all I can think of. What the hell did I just do, done? I still couldn't believe it myself.

The urge to touch her, to feel her, to hold her was indescribable. It was like a bomb, ready to exploded deep within her.

Seriously I have never wanted anything more than how much...I paused. I couldn't bring myself to admit it.

As I stood here before the pastor, all I could think about is how she sounded when she moaned my name, the way she felt when I caressed her soft skin, how she trembled beneath me, how she looked when she had climax.

The need for her was unbearable. As if nothing else mattered. My mind somehow took control and I lost all thought at that moment. And the look in her eyes when I just left her. Pure shock and disappointment. Something in me broke at that sight. A part of me wanted to stay and tell her how sorry I was, the other half had to be here, where is here exactly?

"Repeat after me, I Michael Black take Dana Frost to be my lawful wedded wife, to hold to cherish in sickness and in health till death do you part."

My mind was drawing a complete blank until I had felt a nudge at my side. How did I get here? When did I get here? I don't recall the past half hour or was it even longer. s**t what did the pastor just say?

I could feel many eyes on me, waiting for me to respond unfortunately I couldn't bare to say the words.

"Babe." Dana spoke softly.

My eyes rose to meet hers, but all I saw was that same dark brown innocent eyes staring back at me. Her smile when I first saw her, the sound of her sweet melodic voice, "I..." I began, "Michael Black take Kanna Matthew to be my lawful wedded wife," Before I could even finish the whole room began murmuring with shocking gasps, "what!" I thought.

All of a sudden, I saw the angry look on Dana's face. Recalling the few seconds back, s**t.

"Kanna?" Dana's voice drawled out her name as if it was toxic.

"Kanna?" I repeated. Even the pastor has a look of disbelief.

"You said Kanna."

Fuck my life, I did didn't I. "No, you must have misheard me."

"Don't lie to me, this whole room heard you."

Looking around I witness the whole room, eyes on me.

"Say it." Dana gripped my hand while her eyes began to water. "Say the words so we can continue."

She disregarded what just happened and smiled like everything was fine but in her eyes, everything was far from fine.

"I Michael Black take Dana Frost to be my lawful wedded wife..." I finished off the rest of the sentence only for the pastor to finish off with "You may now kiss the bride."

Giving Dana a light kiss on the lips my mind wondered towards Kanna. I felt bad how everting had happened. I felt guilt for leading Kanna on and for the pain I caused in Dana's eyes. When my eyes opened it was met by eyes from across the room, there stood Kanna by the entrance. She was in a beautiful dress. And she was most definitely beautiful.

She stood there gawking at us with sadness as I watch her walk away silently.

The after party was quiet. Sure, they were music but I guess the guests didn't know whether to congratulate us or feel pity for the fact I had mentioned another woman's name at my ceremony.

Dana hadn't spoken to me since we arrived. Even through our wedding dance.

Minutes have pass and I found myself dancing with my new mother in law while Dana dance with her dad.

My eyes began roaming and stop when it spotted her sitting by the bar having a quiet conversation with someone other than me. She laughed and smiled at the man before her.

As much as it killed me to see her laugh with someone else, I refrained myself from tearing her away.

That is until he wrapped his arm around her.

"Sorry Mrs. Frost but I'm just going to grab a drink."

"Please dear we are family call me mom." Mrs. Frost smiled.

"I'll just settle for Linda." Calling her mom was something I couldn't fathom. As a teen, when ever I hung out with Dana's brother, she always gave me that creepy look, she had the eyes of a stalker and I pretty much couldn't tell any of her kids that.

Smiling back, I nodded before headed towards the bar. Stopping in front of the two happy couple I grinned trying to put on a smile. Oh who am I fooling, I wanted to ripped his arms away from Kanna.

"Mr. Black congratulations." The man turned towards me. I recognized him as one of my father's business partners son. There are rumors well more like speculations of him and his womanizing ways.

"Mr. Sabino." I answered looking at the two people before me. "Kanna, may I talk to you for a minute?" I gently grabbed her arm only to be stop by Mr. Alex Sabino. What the actual f**k? He has the nerve to touch me. My eyes widen when he suddenly placed an arm around this time around Kanna pulling her closer.

"I don't think that's such a good idea." His answer had taken me back, "Considering you mentioned her name during your wedding ceremony."

If I could I would slap myself then beat him to s**t.

"Kanna." I barked ignoring Alex only for her to flinch at my tone, "Let's go." I commanded dragging her out with me not giving her a chance to speak.

Dragging her out of prying eyes we entered the ladies room where it was found empty. "What the hell are you doing with him?"

"I'm sorry but what are you talking about?" She turned her head away from me.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

"What do you want me to say dear brother, you have no say on who I talk to." She spoke harshly reminding me of our new-found relationship.

Her lips pressed together in a thin line. f**k those lips...pulling her closer I felt her body tingle at my touch as she pushed me.

"Let go of me dear brother. Or have your forgotten you are married." She glared at me.

"No, I have not forgotten but..." my words trailed off, " I can't help but wanting to touch you, why." I leaned into the crook of her neck. "You...want...me..."

"Don't fool yourself. I do not want you, not now not ever." She gritted her teeth.

"Oh, then why does your body tell me different." I felt her legs squeezed together.

"You're dreaming." Her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Oh really," My fingers slid down her cheeks, "Then why is your body is betraying you love." Love, where the hell did that come from? Let's just say it was a slip of the tongue.

"I'm sorry but have you forgotten you are married to my..."

I didn't let her finish when I crashed my mouth on hers. She fought me but gave in and soon our tongues were having an all-out of war.

"What do you do to me?" I gasp in between breaths.

My lips trailed down her neck as I lift her up on the table that the girls rest room had located behind the wall.

Embracing her, she quickly unbuttons my buttons as I felt her soft lips pressed against my harden pectoral muscles while releasing her hair from the compounds on her head, her hair flowed down freely as my hand lightly tugged.

Lifting her dress, her panties where now soaked. I needed her, I want her, my body craved for her touch. Bending down I slid her panties off sniffing it before sticking them in my back pocket.

My tongue finding her s*x and tasting it tasting her. f**k she tastes sweet.

"Ahh..." Kanna attempted a scream at my assault. My hands spread her legs wider for easier access.

"Please...."

"Do not come. Not yet." I ordered.

"I...can't...."

My attack became fierce and licked up all her juices her body had produced just for me. I never want to let go.

"Ahh...Oh my god!" I felt Kanna orgasm when I had told her not too.

Rising up to my feet, "You cummed, I told you not to."

She only batted her eyes toward me, her bangs matted towards her forehead.

Unzipping myself, my c**k sprung free as I gave it a gentle stroke when voices was soon heard at the entrance of the lady's room, where we both are half naked at my wedding. f**k. Picking her up, we entered one of the stalls that was at the end of the room with about two rows of empty stalls and locked it while I had sat on the toilet with her on top of me. Good thing for this hotel had very clean rest rooms.

Soon voices could be heard right outside our stall.

"Poor Dana." She sounded like one of Dana's cousin who once upon a time also made a pass at me.

"I know, who would've thought Michael would mentioned another woman's name and her sisters no less."

"How did that b***h manage to seduce him when I myself couldn't?"

And today's topic is of me and Kanna.

Kanna softly gasps as I raised her placing her above my d**k until I was balls deep within her. Did I care if there were two girls out there gossiping? Hell no. If I want something, nothing will stop me from getting it and right now this, she, her, Kanna is what I crave for.

Placing both my hands on her hips I lift her up and back down eventually she began to ride my d**k.

Ignoring the voices from outside or at least I tried to when a few more had entered.

"Dana!" Her cousin shouted.

Dana!

"How could Michael call another girls name at my wedding." She sobbed.

Oh, how could I have done that. I could her the pain in her voice.

I stopped my hands but Kanna kept on riding me as my mind was on the fact that my newly wedded wife was now outside this stall also gossiping about me. Is this what woman do is gossiping in the lady's room? I always wondered why they go to the lady's room in packs never alone.

As she kept on riding me, all thoughts of whatever I was feeling went out the window and was focus on what was going on now.

Soon I felt kisses on my neck and later my lips. Her tongue dancing in my mouth while her nails scarped against my chest. I kissed back hearing my name not from Kanna but from Dana who still isn't leaving anything soon.

Kanna picked up speed as my d**k only grew harder. f**k. Rising to my feet I pinned her back against the wall as I rammed into her trying to keep the wall from shaking.

My arms snaked around her thrusting ever so lightly. Our moans so quietly, not higher than a whisper.

"Oh god...please dear brother don't stop." She whispered into my ear. Is it weird that I get more turned on when she calls me brother? f**k I'm officially a weirdo.

Surprisingly the girls never once caught on what was going on behind closed door which I am thankful for. How could they when they are much louder and much nosier than us.

Her lips began to nibble on my ears sliding down my shoulders and began to suck, "f**k Kanna, holy shit." I groaned. This feeling I am feeling has no words.

Soon my mouth overlaps her breast, sucking on it and giving her other breast the same attention. My world was spinning into oblivion as the urge to explode into her grew.

Once we both heard the bathroom was once again quiet, finally I thought, she moaned ever so loudly, "Michael please." My clothes barely hanging on as I had jammed into her wanting p***y.

"Oh baby." I breathlessly spoke. My eyes once again gazing into her. Her breath coming out in short breaths. Her nails digging on my back probably leaving marks when I crashed my lips onto hers, "Mmph."

My speed picked up as her heels dug in my ass cheeks, "f**k M..." She didn't even get to finish calling my name when she orgasm and soon I was right behind her.

Our foreheads pressed together when I just realized what I had done. I had f**k my sister in law again

Without saying another word, we both dressed up. I could feel her gaze on me when I refuse to make eye contact. She knew what I had felt and yet she didn't say anything.

"Look Kanna about what just happened."

"Save it." She interrupted. "I get it, you thought I'm that easy when news flash I am not someone who you can f**k with." With one look at her she left leaving me alone in the lady's room.

I wanted to go after her, I wanted to chase her, I wanted to embrace her, I wanted to...what did I want to. You're married, I told myself. I can't be thinking of another girl when my heart and mind should only be filled with my pregnant wife.

This never happen before. Not once had my heart ever strayed or wondered off into the arms of another woman.

But my thoughts, my every thought consumed of my new sister in law. I had a taste of her, I had a feel of her, I had the touch of her and I wanted more, and she doesn't even know it but she is very addicting.