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the run away bride

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belle walked into the house that was to be their home and found the man who was to be her husband standing in the well lit kitchen wallowing in his sorrows.

drinking expensive champagne directly from the bottle.on the kitchen table sadly sat their wedding cake she wanted to ask what it was doing here but couldn't bring herself to ask.

"hay." she weakly said.

he looked at her dejected and nodded.

she was still dressed in her elaborate wedding dress and he was still in his suit looking so handsome and forlorn.

"I..I don't know what to say."
she said awkwardly.

"nothing to say, really." he replied taking another drink from the bottle of champagne.

"yes, yes there is.i..she began.

"belle what are you doing here,
he said with a sigh.there isn't anything left to made yourself perfectly clear when you left me waiting at the altar.
you don't want to marry me." he said interrupting her.

"I don't know what I want." she said shanking her head.

"yes, you do." he stated evenly.

"I love you, i do.I just..I don't know
I was afraid." she said nervously biting her lip.

"of me? he asked finally looking up at her.

"yes." she replied nodding her head.

"so, you finally came to your senses about me.I'd hoped that you would never see me the way the rest of this town dose but deep down I knew it was just a matter of time." he stated looking at her with sorrowful dark eyes.

"well their not completely wrong about you are they, you've proven yourself to be every bit the man they think you are."
she retorted.

"is that so." he coolly replied.

"this isn't about the whole
damn town! it's about you."
she near shouted.

"I..I just don't know if I could thrust you not to hurt me." she continued.

"belle I would never...

"no, not physically.I mean..last year when we went through that rough was so hard and painful I never thought that we would make it passed all our issues." she replied fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall.

"I thought you'd forgiven me."
he said meeting her stare.

"I did, but..I can't go through that again it hurt too damn much! I just don't know if I could trust you not to hurt me again.I love you.I do with all my heart but I..I'm afaird of getting hurt again." she replied.

"oh belle, my sweetheart after all we been through you still refuse to see me as I truerely am. your right about me. the town is right about me I'm a bad horrible daring i'am what i'am everything that I love I ruin." he proclaimed.

"I just wanted you to try." she yelled.

"belle, he sighed. I've been trying! and I keep failing you no matter how hard I try in the end I will fail so there, you were right all long about me."

"I don't want to be right, I just..I want us to work." she replied moving slowly towards him.

"we don't." he stated coming to terms with that harsh reality.

"do you think that, that you could forgive me." she asked.

"there's nothing to forgive."

"you broke my heart sweetheart,
but you were right about me I am everything that they say about me. you make me want to be a better man.and for you I want to be but I'm just an old monster that won't ever change." he replied.

"so that's it then, it's over." she asked already knowing the answer.

"yes it's over." he answered staring down into the bottle.

crestfallen she took the bottle of champagne from him and drunk it. she slowly wondered over to the kitchen table where mockingly stood their wedding cake. she dug her fingers into the sticky sweet fondant of the wedding cake.

"it be a shame to waste it." she said taking a hunk out of the their wedding cake and eating it with her hands while tears streamed down her face.

he turned and looked at her.

"it's good." she said nodding
her head.

suddenly he was standing next to her wiping her tears away.

"you want some." she said offering him her messy caked hand.

he nodded and ate from her fingers.

the bride and the groom that would never be opened another bottle of ridiculously expensive champagne and continued to drink from the bottle while eating cake with their bare hands.after tanking another sip of champagne belle handed the bottle back to him watching as the stern and always Immaculate dressed mr gold ate with his hands like a child.feeling suddenly playful, she smashed a piece of wedding cake on his face and started laughing at his startled expression. he nodding his head trying not to smile.

"cute." he muttered with pieces of cake cascading down his face.

"I'm sorry, but you look so ridiculous." she said giggling.

"is that so, he asked grabbing hold of her and pressing her against him.
he kissed her deeply smearing her face with wedding cake as well.
she giggled opening her mouth allowing him to deepen the kiss.
his tongue sought hers and she moaned warping her arms around the kiss became frantic he lifted her on top of the kitchen table knocking the wedding cake off the table.

"oh, she exclaimed pulling away
from him and staring down at the ruined cake.look what we did it's..."

she yelp in surprise when he suddenly tore the skirt of her wedding dress,revealing her garters and stockings covered legs.

"hay, you ruined it." she yelled.

"I know, I want it ruined! so that you'll never wear it for another man." he all but growled.

"no, never." she cried grabbing hold
of his tie and pulling him closer.
they held each other tightly as they passionately kissed.

he pulled away breaking the desperate kiss.breathless he looked at her with his face marred with frosting and cake he was utterly racked with desire.both breathing heavily he knelt down before her his hands moving up her legs pushing her torn dress up her waist.with deft fingers he pulled down her wedding lingerie and angled his head in between her legs.she leaned back against the table as he lifted her legs over his shoulders spreading her legs open his tongue entered her. she moaned grabbing hold of the table as his clever tongue stroked her wet folds smearing frosting all over her exposed body.she cried out when his tongue found her swollen clit sucking on it.she involuntarily thrusted her hips in need.he pushed his tongue deeper into her core fucking her with his clever tongue. she cried out his name! squirming on the kitchen table as he ate her out. she shattered coming hard in his mouth as he continued to lapped at her.after he made her come for the second time he stood up from in between her thighs with a smug grin and wiped his face clean with his fancy decorative table napkins while she laid completely debauch on top of his kitchen table her whole body felt it was made of jello.

he just stared down at her for a long moment.she leaned up on her elbows when she heard him unzipp his pants.she watched breathing heavily as the man that was to be her husband took out his hard cock and storked himself. biting her bottom lip coyly she opened her legs as an invitation.suddenly grabbing hold of her legs spreading her wider. he lined them up and penetrated her, wrapping her legs around his waist he thrusted hard into her throbbing core.fucking her hard and fast. almost violently so while she moaned and begged for more!
she screamed in rapture as she felt him come deep inside of her the pleasurable sensation making her tremble her walls quivered and she came undone.

pulling out of her spent.he turned away from her and she heard him zip his pants back up.she looked down at the state of her ruined wedding dress.

"what, what have we done?
she asked.

"I don't no, he replied with his back to her. did I hurt you?

"not physically,no.she sarcastically replied even though she was a little more sore then usual. please turn around and look at me."

"it's better if I don't." he said refusing to turn around.

"don't do this, please don't shut me out..not after.." she said pleadingly

"oh belle, my darling belle." he cried and knet down burying his face in her lap.

she stoked his sticky hair as he desperately held onto her waist.

"what have we done to each other." she asked tangling her fingers in his hair.

he shook his head in reply.

"tell me you love me again."
she asked staring down at the pieces of cake splattered all over his kitchen floor.

"belle, my darling I will always love you." he muttered with his head buried in between her exposed thighs.

"i'am now and have always been yours." he stated tightening his hold on her.