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Briar was determined to not meet anyone and fall in love.
She had moved across three states to her dream university, on a scholarship, she was going to focus on school and nothing more.
And then she walked into that bar.
And she saw him.
Sihtric Kjartanson.
Bad boy into his third year as an English major, covered in tattoos, and had a jawline that looked like it was cut out of marble, and eyes that were different colours; one blue, one brown, but both had the ability to stare into your very soul.
Briar was determined not to fall for him.
Three drinks in though, she noticed how he hovered near her at the bar and kept an eye on her. It was sweet. Annoying, but sweet.
“You don't have to watch me, you know,” she muttered to him.
He raised an eyebrow. “What if I like watching you?”
“I'd call you a pervert,” she answered.
He smirked. “You wouldn't be the first one and I doubt you would be the last. People say the wildest things when they are drunk.”
“I am not drunk.”
“Sure, you aren't, Briar Rose,” he answered.
She rolled her eyes. “You going to call me Sleeping Beauty too?” she snorted.
Sihtric smirked. “Maybe later when you actually fall asleep at the bar,” he said.
She shook her head but she felt the smile tugging on her lips. Later, he walked her back to her place and helped her get into her apartment and in bed. Shocking to her, he did not take advantage of her. He tucked her in and left.
And she found she wanted him to stay.
A few weeks went by, and Briar found herself going back to the bar over and over. She found herself talking to Sihtric and laughing with him. And he would always walk her home. One night, he held her hand. And she let him. After doing that a few times, Briar wanted more.
One night, he walked her home and she pulled him into her apartment. She shut the door and turned to look at him.
“Kiss me,” she said firmly.
Sihtric smiled. He leaned in and pressed her against the door. She looked into his mismatched eyes. “Just a kiss?” he asked softly, his breath hitting her lips.
“To start,” she reached up and pressed a hand to his cheek. “We will see if you are good enough of a kisser to get my clothing off.”
Sihtric growled. “Oh, I know I am.”
And he kissed her.
Briar had never believed in earth shattering, first love, when you know you know moments. But that first kiss with Sihtric, yeah, that made a believer out of her.
His lips pressed against hers and his arms wrapped around her body holding her tight between his body and the door. He sucked on her bottom lip and ran his tongue along it slowly. Briar whimpered and he deepened the kiss. She opened her lips slightly and his tongue slipped into her mouth and stroked her tongue. His hands grabbed her ass and pulled her pelvis closer to his. She could feel his hard cock against her.
“Do we move this to the bedroom or do you want me to take you right here?” he asked as he pulled away from the kiss. He pressed a softer one to her lips as his hands gripped her ass cheeks.
“Bedroom,” Briar managed to say.
Sihtric smirked. “Which way?”
“Through the french doors there,” she answered.
Sihtric nodded. He lifted her by her ass and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her away from the door and towards her bedroom. She kissed him and he kissed her as he carried her there. She could not get enough of his lips pressed against hers.
He placed her on her feet by the bed and they began to shed their clothing. For Briar, it was weird to have someone be so in sync with her the first time in the bedroom. Sihtric's hands never got in the way of hers and vice versa.
In no time, their clothing was off and on the floor all around them. Sihtric wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply before she could think anything of being naked in front of him for the first time. She moaned as his skin pressed against hers. Sihtric's lips hovered against hers as he pulled away.
“You are beautiful, Briar Rose,” he whispered.
She smiled at the nickname he had given her. Her middle name was in fact Olivia, and normally she would be angry at being compared to the Disney movie but when Sihtric did it, it made her heart fluttered and she felt weak in the knees.
“And you are all muscle and tattoos,” she said as she went to pull away and ran her hands down his chest.
Sihtric shook his head. “Later, you can kiss my body and learn my tattoos. Right now, I need to taste you and bury my cock inside of you.”
Briar felt herself get wetter at those words. Sihtric lifted her like she weighed nothing and placed her on the bed. He covered her body with his own. She barely had time to think as his hands and mouth went to work touching, stroking, licking, and kissing every inch of her it seemed. She raked her fingers through Sihtric's curls as she closed her eyes and let the pleasure over take her.
Sihtric's tongue made her come first followed by his fingers. Briar thought she could not come again or as hard but then Sihtric slid his cock deep inside of her and pulled her body close and hard against his. He thrusted into her over and over, pushing her closer and closer to falling over that edge. It was all Briar could do to hold on to Sihtric and bite his shoulder as she came again, for the third time, a first for her, moaning his name. Sihtric kept going though and continued to thrust deep and hard into her.
“Oh god,” she moaned as he pulled her up so she was straddling his lap. He pulled away and kissed her and she kissed him back loving the feel of having him pressed up against her completely with no barriers.
“The name is Sihtric,” he muttered as he kissed her again.
She laughed and raked her fingers down his back as she moved her hips against his. Sihtric gripped her hips tight and thrusted against her every roll making him plunge deeper into her every time.
She came again harder than the other times and clung to him. He held her so tight and so close as he lowered her to the bed.
“Stay,” she muttered as she felt him place soft feather like kisses to her neck and shoulder.
He smiled against her cheek. “I wasn't planning on going anywhere,” he muttered.
And from that night on, he didn't.
Briar cleaned out a couple of drawers for him at first, and he did the same for her at his place. But the time her first year was finished, they had decided to move in together and she had gotten a summer job at a bookstore.
Time seemed to fly by for Briar then. She blinked and suddenly Sihtric was graduating, taking a lesser paying job to stay close to her while she finished school, even though she urged him not to.
“You are where I want to be, Briar Rose. You are what is important, not how much money I make,” he answered as he kissed her deeply and pulled her into the bedroom.
It took Briar another year before she realized that the same was true for her as well. As she got closer to graduating, she began looking at her dream jobs, jobs that would take her away from the college town.
Away from Sihtric.
And she found she could not find it in her to apply to them. She wanted to stay close to him.
She wanted to be with him.
She never told Sihtric, but like always, he seemed to know. And when the day came, when she was getting ready to graduate, curling her hair and muttered about how she should have just pulled it back in a ponytail, he walked into the bathroom and leaned against the counter beside her and smiled.
“I got you a present,” he said softly.
She smiled. “You did?” she shut the curling iron off, finished with her hair, and turned to look at him. “I told you not to.”
“I know but this present,” he said as he moved closer, “it comes with a question attached,” he added.
She frowned. “What kind of question?”
Sihtric smiled at her, his mismatched eyes looking at her filled with love and desire. She watched as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring. The diamond small and barely noticeable but Briar did not care. The ring was simple; like the love she had for Sihtric.
“Will you marry me?” he asked, his voice so soft and wavering slightly over the word marry.
Briar leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him deeply and pressed her forehead against his. She felt him hold her tight and close.
“Yes,” she breathed out.
“Yes, what?” he teased as he kissed her again.
She smacked his side. “Yes, I will marry you, Sihtric.”
He smiled and kissed her deeply. She laughed and pulled away from him. He took her left hand and slipped the ring on her ring finger; it was a perfect fit just like he was. She looked at her hand and laughed as tears ran down her cheeks. She looked at Sihtric as he wiped her tears away.
“I love you,” she told him.
He smiled. “Good, because I love you too.”
She barely made it to her graduation on time, but it did not matter.
A year and a half later, as she walked down the aisle in her white dress, watching as Sihtric cried seeing her for the first time, she knew she had found her person. Her home.
Her everything.
She stood across from him in front of the minister and in front of all their friends and family. She handed her bouquet to her maid of honour and reached out to wipe his tears away.
“You look beautiful,” he told her softly.
She smiled and felt tears come to her eyes. “You look very handsome as well.”
The minister started the ceremony. Briar blushed because Sihtric could not take his eyes from her. She held his hands tight in hers. Tears rolled down both of their cheeks.
“Sihtric and Briar have both decided to say their own vows,” the minister said. “Sihtric, would you like to start?”
Briar looked at Sihtric. He smiled and brought her hands to his lips. He kissed the back of each other them. He looked at her and sighed.
“Briar, you,” he took a deep breath, “I never thought I would find anyone like you. I never thought I would love the way I love you,” he said. “But there you were, rolling your eyes at me and my lame jokes,” everyone laughed. “It wasn't love at first sight, it was friendship that grew into something more, something lasting. Briar, you,” he took a slow breath and Briar could see the tears in his eyes. He let them fall down his cheeks, “Briar Rose, you are and always will be the best thing that has ever been mine,” he said. “I am so lucky you chose me. I am grateful to be the one you wish to spend your life with. And I cannot wait for our life together to begin.”
Briar felt tears rolling down her cheeks. She nodded. She barely heard the minister say it was her turn. She looked at Sihtric, the man she would spend the rest of her life with. She held his hands tight.
“You are also the best thing that has ever been mine,” she said. She saw only him in that moment. “I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life beside you with you as my partner. I love you so much, Sihtric. I want forever with you.”
She laughed as Sihtric pulled her close and kissed her. The minister sighed and everyone laughed. She kissed him back and held him close to her.
“Mine,” he whispered to her in between kisses.
“Mine and yours,” she whispered back.