Picking Someone Up Bridal Style Novels & Stories

Then, to her total shock, he bent slightly and lifted the back of her dress with both hands. “What are you doing?” Rachel asked, turning around, confused. He stood there holding up the fabric, letting her move freely. “Helping you walk. What does it look like?” Rachel tried not to smile, but she couldn’t help it. The sight of the ultra-wealthy, ultra-serious Nicholas Anthony awkwardly lifting her wedding gown like a dedicated bridesmaid was too adorable. “Are you going to keep standing there like that?” he asked, lightly nudging her back with his forehead.

“I’ve had it planned for days and this is the perfect time for you to see it.” I swallowed hard. My heart beat faster, livelier with every passing second, filled with excitement that spread through my chest and down to my fingertips. “Close your eyes now,” he said softly. “I’ll take you there. And to make it faster… I’ll just carry you.” Before I could even gather my thoughts again, my body suddenly lifted from the ground. A gasp escaped my lips as he scooped me up effortlessly, his strong, muscular arms wrapping securely around me, carrying me in a bridal hold as if I weighed nothing at all.

Who exactly was we? Before I could speak, one arm slid beneath my legs, the other settling firmly at my back, and in one smooth, effortless motion, he lifted me into his arms, cradled in a bridal hold that stole my breath and sent my pulse racing. The sudden press of his body against mine, the heat radiating through the thin barrier of my dress, drew a shiver down my spine. My breath hitched as my hands instinctively found his shoulders, fingers clutching the solid strength beneath them, as if letting go wasn’t an option.

"Okay, ladies, it's time for the final touch. Help me slip into my wedding dress." Natalie and Laila eagerly approached, their eyes gleaming with excitement. Together, we carefully lifted the dress, its lacy fabric cascading like a waterfall as it rested on the wooden floor beneath us. As they delicately fastened the buttons for me and adjusted the train, I couldn't help but feel a sense of serenity wash over me.

she said, forcing herself to stand. The moment her heel touched the ground again- A sharp, needle-like pain shot through her foot. Her body instantly lost balance. She stumbled sideways- And just before she hit the ground- An arm wrapped around her waist. Pulled. Steady. She fell straight into his embrace. Before she could react- He bent down, slid one arm beneath her knees, and lifted her effortlessly into a bridal carry. Smooth. Natural. Decisive. Scarlett's eyes widened slightly as she looked at him.

Samuel went over to hana's side , help her up and guide her with his arms. Hana had gone stiff and was even holding her breath at their skin to skin contact. Poor Hana , Emily thought with a smile on her lips. They had just walked a few steps when Samuel suprised them all "Should I carry you ?? . " He turned his face towards Hana , not giving the poor flustered girl a chance to breathe . Before Hana could protest , Samuel scooped her up from the ground and carried her in a bridal style. "Wrap your hands around my neck ". He said to Hana and she did just as she was told .

If she wanted to share something with me she would whenever she was ready, I wasn't going to push or make her say anything unless she wanted me to so for now at this moment I just wanted her to know that I was here and that she wasn't alone. For a brief moment, I could tell she looked like she wanted to ask me something but reframed herself and held back. Breaking eye contact with me she sighed before looking back at the sky as she lifted her legs onto the chair and hunched over as she put her head tucked between her knees as she used her arms to hold them. in place on the chair. She looked up from her knees and placed her chin on her kneecaps after taking another glance at me and then looki

He then returned his hand to my hip, pulling my body up tight against his, allowing me to feel the hardness of his excitement. He then surprises me as he bends slightly wrapping his hand on my cheek to the back of my neck and then hooking his other arm under my knees so that as he straightens, he picks me up bridal style as the dress wouldn’t allow me to wrap my legs around his waist. He never once broke the kiss as he walks over to and out the wall door, down through the hallways all the way to another room. It isn’t until he puts me on my feet and pulls back from his kiss that I realise where we are. He leans his forehead to mine and holds my eyes as he allows his breathing to calm slightl

Yes, I don't want any more rumours. Hm, I went straight to her and offered my hand. She looked at it for a second and took it. When she tried to stand up, my other hand was supported by her waist and we moved slowly to the exit. I could feel her trying not to give any weight to me, but she weighted not that much. I remember teasing her by saying voluptuous when we were climbing the stairs. But when I lifted her in bridal style when she was injured, I did not feel much weight at all.

I smiled genuinely. “I-I can walk.” Of course, she resisted. “I know, but let’s say that since we’re getting married, I’d like to do that.” “Don’t you think you should do it after we’re married?” “You know I don’t always play by the rule,” I smirked. She yelped in surprise as I scooped and picked her up bridal style. “Put me down.” “Not a chance.” “Mykel!” She buried her face into my chest. Her arms tightly wrapped around my neck as I climbed up the airstair.