They arrived at the reception hall and stood outside talking before they went in. The guys then pulled out their flasks, took a swig and passed them off to the gals. Antonio stood there debating if he should take a pull off his, or if he just hand it over to Harlow and have her take a pull off the fireball. He made up his mind and decided to let her have the first sip and pulled the flask out of his pocket, handing it over to Harlow. "Try it, it's good."

She turned her up her nose up and pushed it away. "I don't think so... remember what happened the last time?"

"This is fireball, not bourbon," he chuckled. "It's cinnamon, try it." He held the flask out in front of her and took the cap off, wanting her to smell it. "Smell... it tastes just like cinnamon."

She took the flask out of his hand, smelling it before taking a swig. Ethan watched her swallow the alcohol and leaned forward, chuckling. "Antonio forgot to mention one thing... it's cinnamon whiskey."

Antonio punched his arm and laughed. "Damn you..."

"It's pretty good, actually, but holy crap it burns going down," she said, handing the flask back.

"You rookie," Ethan said, nudging her. He then placed his arm around her, giving her a hug. "You may be a rookie, but I still love you."

They headed inside and stood by the doorway, waiting for their cue to enter the room. The music started playing and the D.J. began introducing the groomsmen with the bridesmaids, announcing them one by one as they entered the room. Ethan being a clown, picked up Gemma and carried her bridal style into the room, spinning her around before he set her onto the dance floor.

Antonio couldn't wait any longer to show off his bride and picked her up, carrying her in over to the dance floor and began dancing. After the bridal party danced, Antonio and Harlow made their way around the room, talking with guests until they were asked to cut the cake.

They walked over to the cake, grabbed the knife and held onto each other's hand before they cut a piece for themselves. Each tier alternated between two flavors. One flavor was chocolate raspberry truffle with Chambord Liqueur, filled with dark chocolate ganache and with a hint of raspberry preserves. The other flavor was salted caramel, a toasted almond flavored cake, Amaretto filled with caramel infused buttercream and a thin layer of salted caramel.

"Which flavor would you like to try first?" Antonio asked.

"I'd like to try both, actually," she grinned.

They cut a couple small pieces of each flavor, sharing each piece. "Yum, I could skip the meal and just eat this," she giggled.

Throughout the meal, their guests would clink their glasses with their utensil, wanting them to kiss. "This is one thing I hate about receptions," Harlow mentioned as she smiled at Antonio.

"What's that?"

"The clinking of the glasses and wanting the bride and groom to kiss.

"Oh, it's alright, I don't mind it," Antonio smiled as he cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers.

Ethan finished his meal and left the table to find a microphone. When he came back, he got everyone's attention and began giving his speech.

"Hello everyone... for those who don't know me, my name is Ethan and for those who do know me, I apologize tremendously," he laughed. "I'd like to start off by saying, today has been an emotional day, look and see for yourself, even their cake is in tears...Anyway, for all who know Harlow, my sister, knows how wonderful and caring of a person she is. She deserves a good husband, thank God Antonio married her before she found him," he chuckled, nudging Antonio.

He rested his hand on his shoulder and took a deep breath as he looked at him. "Antonio, I want you to know how lucky you are to have met my sister and to fall in love with her. Tonight, after we're all drunk and stupid," he chuckled, then looked at him serious. "You'll leave here with a warm, loving and caring wife. And, even though she's a pain in my ass, I couldn't be much happier for the two of you. You have no idea how excited I have been and looking forward to this day. I can only say, in my defense, that Antonio and I share the same exact sense of humor, so, if any of you find that I am in any way not funny, blame Antonio."

He looked at Harlow and smiled. "Harlow, if you could please place your left hand on the table, and, you Antonio, if you could place your right hand on top of hers, enjoy that special moment, because this will be the last time that you'll have the upper hand," he chuckled.

"You're such a putz." Antonio said giving him a shove, laughing while shaking his head.

"Lastly, I would like to say, I hope Harlow and Antonio enjoy their honeymoon in Thailand, I'm not exactly sure that's where they're going, I'm only assuming. With the reason being when I had asked Harlow where they were going, she mentioned something about Bangkok."

Antonio lowered his head shaking it, smiling and chuckling, then slowly turned his head towards Harlow as she did to him. "I swear, I never said that to him," she whispered, looking embarrassed.

"Anyway, I hope you're all having a wonderful time at their expense. These two people were made for each other, a match made in heaven and I cannot wait to see where this journey of theirs takes them. Congratulations you two... I ask that you all raise your glass, and toast to the beautiful bride and groom."

Ethan leaned down towards Antonio and Harlow and wrapped his arms around them both. "Love you guys," he smiled.

Ethan stood back up and smiled. "Let's party!"

It was time for the bride and groom to dance. Antonio placed his hand in hers and walked her onto the dance floor, pulling her close against him. "Love you girlie," he said before the song started.

Their song choice, Carrie Underwood's, Inside Your Heaven...

As they danced, Antonio couldn't help but stare into her eyes, he was so in love and happy he made the choice of moving to the United States to find his bride. "We finally did it."

"We did."

"It only gets better from here on out," he said, holding her tighter against him and closing his eyes. He knew that when he moved to America, he would find his bride and the one he found, he couldn't be any happier. She was his one and only true love, not to mention, the only woman he ever loved.

After their dance, they took a break and went outside for some fresh air. They stood outside, with her in his arms and stared out at the stars in the sky. "Hope you're having a good night," he said quietly into her ear.

"It's absolutely perfect, and I'm extremely surprised your mother hasn't made any scenes yet."

He chuckled softly, as he thought the same as her. "I know... I do have to say one thing. I'm quite surprised with the choice of dress you bought her."

She turned around and slithered her arms around his waist, sighing. "She insisted that was the dress she wanted to wear, everything I picked out, she turned up her nose. Then when she saw that dress and tried it on, she adamantly insisted on it. I didn't want to make a scene at the store, so, I bought it for her."

Antonio heavily sighed and rested his forehead to hers, "I'm sorry..."

Her eyes rolled up to his and smiled. "Don't be, you had nothing to do with it. I just figured to let her be and that it wasn't worth fighting with her about."

"I know..."

They went back inside, finishing off the night with dancing and the tossing of the garter and bouquet. Antonio stood behind her, covering her eyes as she tossed her bouquet behind her, with Gemma catching the bouquet. Ethan grinned seeing who caught his sister's bouquet and walked up to Gemma, wrapping his arms around her waist and leaning into her ear. "Now will you marry me?"

She laughed while pushing him away. "No, now go away."

Ethan laughed. "Damn, why is everyone telling me to get away from them, I was hoping this was my chance with you," he winked.

"Not today, or ever... you're my best friends' brother, it'll never happen," she giggled.

It was now Antonio's turn to toss the garter, and had Harlow sit on a chair. As the music played, he danced in front of her, acting like he was stripping. He removed his tie, tossed it across the room, then got down on his knees and lifted her dress over his head. His hand slowly moved up her leg and over to her pussy tickling it, which caused her to turn red in the face. She giggled and covered her face when he continued tickling the prize he would be receiving later. He bit down onto the garter and with his teeth, he slid it off her leg and popped his head out with the garter in his mouth, then stood, proudly showing what he was able to find.

Harlow stood and covered his eyes, and after tossing the garter, Ethan fought with the guys trying to get to it, only to lose out to Antonio's cousins ten-year-old child. He pouted and walked over to the kid, handing him a twenty-dollar bill. "I'll trade you for something better."

The kid shook his head no and turned, walking away.

"Damn it."

The night was finally over and after saying their goodbyes, they got into their rented limo, and was driven home. "I hope this is okay, I figured we're all alone, and felt we could have much more fun here than being in a hotel for the night."

"This is just fine," she smiled, giving him a kiss as he helped her out. He picked her up, carried her inside and up the stairs to their room. As he set her down, she grabbed onto his shirt and pressed him up against the wall, kissing him with urgency.

He spun her around and began undoing the back of her dress, and as he got to her last button, he helped remove the dress off her. She stepped out of the dress, spun around and quickly helped remove his clothes. She wanted to try satisfying him once again, and even though her nerves were getting the best of her, she shocked him by placing him in her mouth. A deep groan escaped his mouth once he felt her warm mouth wrapped around him, pleasuring him until he was about to release and helped her up.

"My turn to bring you into another world," he said quietly, lifting her up and carrying her over to the edge of the bed, placing her right where he wanted her.

His mouth darted to her pussy and took her to the next level of ecstasy that had her hormones working overtime. Her panting became heavier and to the point where she felt like passing out. Her moaning was becoming deeper and louder, begging he place himself inside her.

He slid her further up onto the bed, hovered over her and crashed his lips to hers, kissing her as if she were his last meal. He placed himself at her opening and slowly thrusted into her, sending shockwaves of electricity throughout the two of them. The tightness of her insides wrapped around him, caused goosebumps to form all over his body, with him only becoming more excited to be making love to his wife. His wife, he thought happily, loving the sound of it.

She pulled him down to her level, as his thrusts became urgent, harder and deeper and kissed him with urgency. With his fists pressed down on either side of her, he pushed himself up and looked at her while he made love to her. The longer he was inside her, both moving as one, the more sweat the two created between them, and sweat from his forehead, dripping onto hers.

Her breathing started to hitch when she felt her orgasm was nearing and as the heat was rising between them, her insides pulsated around him, causing her body to jitter the closer she was to releasing. "He could feel her insides pulsating and lowered himself down to whisper in her ear. "Come with me..."

Hearing him say that to her, turned her on and freed her mind, releasing herself all over him. His final thrusts were fast, deep and hard, grunting until he his buildup exploded, thrusting deeply and stopping until he was completely empty. Their lips met, kissing each other lovingly and passionately. The longer they kissed, had him growing hard again and was ready for more.

She rolled him over, climbed on top of him and placed him inside her, taking control. She moved her hips around like she was using a hula hoop, causing him to deeply groan. He reached up to her breasts, cupping them and gently massaging them. His hands released from her breasts and pushed himself up, he leaned forward and wrapped his mouth around her breast, flicking his tongue against her hardened nipple, then nibbled and sucked. He then felt he was neglecting her other breast and moved his mouth to the other and repeated the same as what he did to the other.

She continued taking full control of him, felt herself getting ready to orgasm and shoved him backwards onto the bed, then moved her hips in all different directions until they released together. He pulled her down and held her tightly while pressing her head down to his, kissing each her with force.

"Damn, woman, I could keep going like this for the rest of the night," he moaned with their lips still locked together. Both were sweatier than ever and to clean off, he carried her into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

"I know what you're up to," she grinned. "Anytime we shower together, it ends up being more than just cleaning each other off."

He shrugged his shoulders, grinning. "So, what's your point?"

It didn't last long once they started washing each other off. He was one determined man and lifted her, taking her to another level of sexual ecstasy, one that had them both moaning and groaning profusely. His thrusts were harder than ever, losing control of himself, that it had her screaming his name. She was enjoying it all and was loving the roughness of his loving, that she couldn't help but dig her nails into his back, giving her the wildest orgasm, she's ever had.

After they released, he set her down and whistled. "That was amazing, I liked that, a lot," she said staring off, feeling like she was on cloud nine.

"I'd say, if you weren't on the pill, tonight would be the night you would become pregnant," he says sincerely, while caressing the side of her face.

She smiled, then bit down onto her bottom lip. "What if I were to tell you that I purposely quit taking the pill a couple weeks ago?"

He grinned. "Then I would say, I hope you did, and that it would make me very, very happy... only because I would like to start our family immediately."

She smiled. "Well then, lets both cross our fingers and hope, your seed was planted inside me," she said, pulling him in for one, very long, passionate kiss.

Both were wore out and tired, they dried themselves off and decided to go to bed. They only had a few hours to get some rest before they headed off on their honeymoon. He pulled her into his arms as she got in bed and kissed the top of her head. "If you didn't become pregnant tonight, I hope it happens while we're on our trip," he whispered.

"I hope so too."

******

The next morning, Harlow moved around slowly while they got ready to leave for their trip. She was wore out from the wedding, and was tired from being up all night with Antonio. Not only that, but she was feeling extremely sensitive and sore below. "Do you need an ice pack?" he asked as he watched her move around.

"For what?"

He walked up to her, cupping her pussy. "I warned you on how you were going to be sore the next day."

She giggled. "You always make me sore after we have sex, but I'm really feeling it today."

His lips twisted. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be that rough in the shower, I lost control of myself. I was overly excited about you finally being my wife, that I wasn't thinking."

She reached up and latched her teeth onto his bottom lip, then gave him a kiss. "Don't be sorry, I'm not complaining at all... to be honest, I enjoyed it," she smiled.

"Maybe you should be packing an ice pack. I plan on making love to you as much as I can this week... I really want to plant my seed in you," he winked. He reached for her and laid her down on the bed, kissing her while gently massaging her pussy.

The way he was massaging her, gave her some tingly sensations below and started giggling and smiling with his lips still pressed to hers. "We better not start, or we'll be late."

"You're right, we can continue this on the plane...."

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