Picking Someone Up Bridal Style Novels & Stories

I am taking it, sliding the card into the lock mechanism with a soft, satisfying beep, and pushing the door open wider to let us both through. As we cross the threshold, she is stumbling more noticeably, her balance completely gone as the full effects of the wine catch up with her. Without a second thought, I am adjusting my grip, sliding one arm under her knees and the other around her back, lifting her smoothly into a bridal carry. She is lighter than she looks, warm and surprisingly trusting in my arms, her head lolling against my chest as her hair spills over my shoulder. Her body is molding to mine in all the wrong…and right….ways, her breasts pressing softly against my chest, her hips

She was insecure about Miss Tully. “I have a surprise for you. let’s go.” He stood up and offered her his hand, but she hesitated. So, he took the required action. He quickly lifted her up in his arms and she gasped loudly. “What are you doing?” She spoke in horror when he lifted her up. “I wanted to show you something and you were having second thoughts so I am doing what I want. Besides, isn’t it the ritual that the groom should enter the house with his bride like this or something?” He started walking towards the stair and his gaze never felt hers.

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 .

“Come out,” I stare at him, knowing somehow that he is patient enough to wait for me before I slowly place my bare feet on his jacket. The second I do so, he picks up my shoes with one of his hands and in the blink of an eye, swoops me into his arms with the other one, carrying me bridal style. I instantly wrap my arms around his neck, my voice coming out in a hiss, “You shouldn’t—” “Stay quiet.”

These feelings that I can’t even deny Even in this kind of sad situation. "You like it?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and confidence. Instead of responding verbally, I chose to show my hesitation by averting my gaze. His smirk deepened, a silent acknowledgment of the effect he had on me. In one swift motion, he scooped me up in his arms, effortlessly holding me in a bridal-style embrace. I instinctively wrapped my hands around his strong neck, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. As he carried me towards the bed, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation coursing through my veins.

I took the item from her, dropping it on the floor. “W-What, you can’t possibly be serious,” I ignored her words, extending my hands toward her waist, and the sooner I snaked my arms around them I lift her in a bridal style. “Come here,” The door was widened by my Oxford shoes, slamming it shut with the rear. “Nick-” “Not another word.”

"You really have to be careful next time. Okay? She nodded looking at me with those enchanting brown eyes. My eyes went to her lips, totally inviting but I managed to shake it off as I stood up, clearing my throat. "Can you stand up?" I asked. She nodded no like a little kid. I almost smiled at this but I managed to control it. I bend down and picked her up in bridal style. I could see her blush but I managed not to smile. I made my way to the bed and lay her down gently.

A camera flashed on us while taking pictures of us. "Let's change pos now!" Henry said, interfering in our fun. "Next pose, the bride will sit on the chair and the groom will stand behind the bride while resting one hand on the bride's shoulder, okay." I shook my head, getting into the position. In the next pose, Victoria sat in the chair and I stood behind her while resting one of my hands on her shoulder. "In the next pose, the groom will pick up the bride in his arms." Henry explained the next pose.

He placed his hands on my waist to support me. “Are you alright?” he asked. I looked up at him and tried to compose myself: “Yes, I am.” I spoke and moved away from his grip. Nicklaus turned to me. “We have to leave now,” he said, and just as I was about to move my legs, he carried me in a bridal style without hesitating. What is he doing? Carrying me up in a bridal style? What do I do? How do I get him to keep me down?

Adrian said as he picks me up bridal style walking towards the door I blush as all the guys start cheering behind us while Adrian carries me inside. .. .. .. ..