Picking Someone Up Bridal Style Novels & Stories

he said, and she giggled. He poured the wine into a glass and handed it over to her. “Congratulations to us, hubby,” she said, and she gulped down her fruit wine before she could say another word. Drew bent down, and she closed her eyes, expecting the man’s kiss, but unfortunately, the kiss didn’t come as the man reached out his hand and carried her in a bridal style off the dressing table stool. “Huff” She gasped, as she wasn't expecting to be picked up.

I push another inch and I stop breathing when like two inches of his cock fill my entrance. He's right at the edge, a little more push to get fill of him. Sweat bead at my temples. I move forward, chasing and pushing... He takes himself away and spits on my face. “You’re still under punishment.” FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU AND YOUR USELESS RULES! FUCK YOUR PUNISHMENTS!! I want to say but don't. Because he picks me up. Bridal style. Full, proper, bridal style. His arm on my waist, the other beneath my knees. My weight entirely off the ground, and my face at his chest.

He smiled again, then I was shocked when his hands lifted my body. He carried me like a kidnapper who was kidnapping a little girl, really nothing romantic from it. At least he had to carry me in the bridal style. "Hey, let me go!" He chuckled lowly, "Never."

Stepping forward, I push my left arm under her legs and my right arm behind her back to pick her up in bridal style. “ You stink. You have to take a bath. ” She is about to say something in protest but when I scoff at her, she shuts her mouth and slowly drops her head on my shoulder in defeat.

He slowly moved closer and poked my kneecap, examining my pale legs with his eyes as if he was looking for some kind of outside wound. He made a face and let out a sigh. "Can I carry you?" he inquired. "Yes," I muttered, relief rattling my lungs. He dipped his large hands under the soft bed and lifted me up in his strong arms, carrying me in a bridal style. He had a frown plastered on his face, avoiding eye contact, like he didn't want to look at his boss's woman.

She added. Antony narrowed his eyes and walked towards her in significant strides. The action made Crystal take a few steps back, narrowing her own eyes. “What are you doing—” She was cut off mid-sentence when the man made a rapid motion of maneuvering his left hand on her back while the other, just below her knees. He hoisted, carrying her in his arms in a bridal-like carry.

She shrugged. “Okay, but it’s done for today. Now, let’s go. You are becoming rebellious day by day!” I picked her up in my arms in a bridal style. Victoria gasped, “Wait, I didn’t...!” “No worries about that!” I walked out with Victoria in my arms, or she would spend the whole night here too! ************

I gestured for him to hurry up and he just walked casually with his hands stuffed in his pockets and a sexy smile beaming his face as he watched me. We walked with that little distance between us while I kept giggling and spinning against the wind. "Got you!" I screamed and laughed as Knight suddenly lifted me up from my feet into his hand. I held his neck for balance and we both stared into each other's eyes as he carried me the bridal style. "You have the prettiest laugh Cassie." He said and I found my heart beating faster than it should. I tucked my lip in to hold down a blush but failed woefully at the attempt.

Loreen looked up at him in bewilderment and her brow arched in confusion. "Just wear it," Adepe chuckled as he pressed her to the bed. He squatted down to her level and placed the heels on her feet. Then he grabbed her hands and pulled her up from the bed. "I will carry you down the stairs and trust me, you will be able to walk in heels once we get to that party." Without waiting for her to say something, he placed his left arm on her shoulder and his right arm on her back knee and scooped her up into a bridal style.

He just looked at my eyes and then he looked straight at my feet, which were getting cold. “What the hell?” He blurted. “Which?” I ask. I looked at my feet. My forefinger, they were clean except for my feet, which were soiled because I stepped on the cement floor. When the elevator indicated to open, I was taken aback as this man lifted me up in a bridal style. After we got out of the elevator, the employees were just staring at us but also bowed their heads, so did the employees we passed. They bowed. It wasn’t too awkward for me to lift this guy up.