Beautifying Bernadette: A BBW Romantic Comedy (The Jackson Tribe Book 1) (17 page)

When the noise died down Levi started again. “Lastly, my sweet bride to be has something she would like to say to everyone. Please listen carefully, her voice isn’t as loud as mine.”

Everyone laughed and then looked at Bernie expectantly. She felt like she was going to be sick, but started speaking, getting louder with each word until she felt like she was shouting. “Well, some of you guys have met me, I’m Bernie and like Levi said, I am going to marry him in September. And I, I think everyone in the county heard my tantrum earlier.”

She spotted the little boy who had commented on it earlier and smiled. “Eli had it right, that temper tantrums need time outs, and that’s exactly what I got.”

There were some twitters throughout the crowd, but people tried to give her their full attention.

“So, I just wanted to apologize. To apologize for the coarse language I used, no one needed to hear that, especially the kids. I wanted to apologize for how I was speaking about myself. I spend my life trying to get kids to see their worth and importance and I was just demeaning my own, that was an awful example, and I am so sorry. And, I am sorry that you guys had to witness me losing my temper. There was no excuse. Please for-forgive me?”

There was silence for a moment, and then loud cries of “Of course!” “We love you, Bernie!” and then people started clapping. And they clapped and clapped. It felt like it was never going to end. Bernie started crying. Not from embarrassment or shame this time, but from how much love she felt emanating from this crowd.  She waved her thank yous and then let Levi lead her over to where her parents had saved them spots. She laid on the blanket with her head in Levi’s lap and watched the fireworks. It was a perfect ending to the day.

***

As they were helping with clean-up, Bernie spotted Judah taking some trash out and ran outside after him. “Hey, Jude! Do you know where Toni is? She looked really upset earlier and I wanted to check on her.”

He smiled at her but shook his head a little. “She went to bed early. I think she is having a pretty rough day, but when I see her tomorrow, I mean, if I see her, I’ll let her know you were asking about her, okay?”

Bernie gave him a concerned look. “Should I go find her? Did my tantrum stir something up?”

She felt tears begin to well but before they could fall, Judah put his arm around her and squeezed. “No, no. It wasn’t you at all, sweetie. Please trust me that she has some things going on that have zero to do with you, I promise.” He chucked her on the chin. “Can you trust your new big bro?”

Bernie gave him a grin and another hug. “Yeah, I can do that. Levi and my folks are headed to the car anyways, but please tell her to call me if she needs anything.”

She hurried to catch up with everyone before they left, and Judah went back in the house.

***

The next morning over breakfast, they spoke with her parents. It didn’t heal all of the old wounds, but Bernie and her mother cried. Her mother apologized for the years of critique, and explained that her mother had been the same way, and she had sworn she would never treat a daughter of hers like that. Because she had, she felt heartbroken. She also promised to only interject herself into wedding plans as much as Bernie asked her to. It didn’t completely fix their relationship, but went leaps and bounds towards healing it.

After her parents went home, Bernie began the wedding plans in earnest, she spent the next two months getting her perfect dress, renting tables and tents for the ceremony and reception, setting up the catering, and finalizing all of the details. Levi tried to be involved, but she informed him on more than one occasion that she was the bride and she had spent her entire life planning this day and if she needed his input she would tell him. Almost every one of those occasions ended with her face down over his knee as he applied his hard hand to her soft ass, but it was okay. It felt right. And safe.

Levi spent that time setting up the perfect honeymoon. And he wouldn't share a drop of the details with her.

Maggie and Ginny threw her a perfect shower while Ash handled the bachelorette party. She balked when Bernie informed her that there would be no “male entertainment” and that they needed to go places that a seventeen-year-old could go because she wasn’t going to exclude her other bridesmaid.  But she heeded it. Ash planned an amazing bash that Bernie felt comfortable inviting Ginny, Maggie, Toni, and even her mother to. They went to Dave and Busters for dinner, drinks, and games, and then back to the Jacksons’ for dessert, chick flicks, and presents. Bernie was shocked when the most scandalous lingerie and toys came from Maggie. Maggie winked and reminded her she did have seven children. Everyone had a blast and no one went home smashed. It was a good night.

Finally, the morning of the wedding arrived. It was perfect weather, eighty-five degrees, sunny and breezy. The guys had done an amazing job of setting up tents and tables for the reception, and the ladies had decorated chairs and the gazebo for the ceremony. It was breathtaking. Bernie did her own makeup, Maggie did her hair, Ginny did her finger and toe nails, and Ash had taken her for a complete wax the day before. Bernie had never felt so pampered and beautiful in her life. She had chosen a simple empire waist—pure white almost jersey knit—dress that just touched the tops of her feet. She had opted to go barefoot for the ceremony and had some soft flats for the reception.  Maggie pulled part of her hair back into simple French braid and left the rest to hang down in ringlets. Instead of a veil, Bernie had flowers woven in and out of the braided portion of her hair.

Bernie and Levi had decided to not see each other until the ceremony, but Levi had left strict instructions for Bernie to eat a good breakfast. He had also left her a stack of notes to be read at different times. From the moment she woke up, until right before she walked down the aisle, she had notes sharing his love and passion and excitement at every interval. By the time she opened the last one, she had counted twenty-five notes. Some of them were longer and others short, but they all expressed his deep love and desire to make her completely his and to make himself completely hers. She didn’t have time to be nervous or doubt herself. When her father came to collect her for the walk down the aisle, she felt nothing but peace and joy. She was finally going to be Mrs. Levi Jackson.

The ceremony was relatively short, they sang a couple of hymns, Judah gave a short talk on “love,” and then they said their vows and exchanged rings. Bernie had intentionally written her vows to include her obedience and submission to Levi, and he had written his with a strong slant towards his protection and leading of her. And love. They both spoke a lot of love and cherishing and respecting each other. None of the four parents made it through with dry eyes.

Bernie was so nervous about the wedding night that she barely made it through the reception. She tried to be polite and chat with people, to be in the moment and enjoy their first dance and tossing the bouquet and Levi pulling the garter off—with his teeth no less!—but every moment, she was anxious to be done. She wanted to get onto the “good stuff.”  Finally, after what felt like forever, but was in reality closer to two hours after the ceremony, it was time to leave.

They had decided to leave their wedding clothes on, so Ginny had already placed Bernie’s bags in the car, his brothers had decorated the truck from bumper to bumper with cans and streamers and a various assortment of random junk. They had also filled the bed of the truck with multi colored plastic balls like you’d find in a children’s ball pit. Levi carried Bernie out of the church and raced them through the crowd that was throwing bird seed at them, threw her into the truck and raced around to his door, and sped off.

Once they were on the road, Bernie kicked her shoes off, put her feet up on the dashboard, and the turned the radio up full blast.

Levi smiled and shook his head, turning it off. “I have a plan for this, woman. You just sit back and enjoy.”

Bernie looked at him surprised; she had assumed that the “plans” would start once they got to their hotel, or wherever they were going, not here in the car. But she acquiesced and sat back.

He plugged in his phone. “This is a playlist for us, babe.” Strains of Brad Paisley’s
Little Moments
started and Bernie grinned. After about ten minutes, and a few more of their favorites, he pulled into a Taco Bell drive thru.

“What are you doing?” Bernie looked at him like he was crazy.

“I know that you barely ate at the reception, and I also thought it was fitting that we start our marriage the same way we met, with you covered in Taco Bell grease, and me barely able to keep my hands off you. Except this time, I won’t keep my hands off of you and am going to feed you every bite, so you don’t get your dress greasy.”

Bernie’s tummy flipped and her heartbeat quickened. If you’d asked her eight months ago if Taco Bell could ever turn her on, she’d have looked at you like you were crazy, but today it totally was.

He got them each a combo and then parked and meticulously fed her bite by bite. It was the most seductive taco eating in the history of the world.

After they were done, Levi pulled some baby wipes out of the dashboard.
Damn! He really had thought of everything!
He cleaned her hands and face. Then, rebuckling her, and giving her a long lingering kiss before starting the car again, he started driving.

Bernie closed her eyes and just listened to the music. It was kind of fun to have no idea where they were going, and yet trust him so completely, it didn’t matter. 

A little while later, they pulled into the parking lot of a swanky hotel. Bernie felt a little disappointed that they were honeymooning so close to home, but tried to hide it.

Levi wouldn’t let her get out on her own. He came around to her door, scooped her up in his arms, and carried her the entire way up to their room. He opened the door to the room, and carried her into a room that was brightly lit by probably one hundred candles. She glanced at the bed and it was covered in rose petals in a perfect heart shape. She started tearing up at how perfect it was and squeezed his neck.

He gently kissed her lips, cheek, and neck. Then he gently laid her on the bed. He slowly started unzipping her dress, stopping every few seconds to run his hands and lips gently over the exposed parts of her body.

Bernie tried to reciprocate, but he softly grunted and moved her hands over her head. So she just received. Received his love and affection and advances. Received his worship of her body. This was different than the other times they had made out. It could be partially due to knowing this was going to end with giving him the gift of her virginity, but it was also because he was so gentle, respectful, and almost reverent.

He got the dress completely unzipped and slowly peeled it off of her body. He groaned and Bernie smiled, knowing he appreciated the lingerie his mother had picked out for her. A corset with a push up bra, matching panties with garter belt, and the panties had cut outs for her pussy lips and ass cheeks. He reached his fingers into the cut out at her pussy and his fingers were immediately drenched in her juices. He brought his fingers up to her mouth and she slowly opened her mouth to suck his fingers. They both moaned at the action. He started kissing her more passionately and raked his fingers through her hair, undoing the braid, getting his fingers caught in her curls.

She lost her resolve to keep her hands above her head, and ran her hands through his hair as well.

He reached down and undid his belt and button and kicked his pants off.

Bernie stopped kissing long enough to giggle. “You went commando today! All day?”

He smiled rakishly. “Well, I wanted the least amount of extra work when the time came.”

Bernie started unbuttoning his shirt and then lost her patience and ripping the rest of them off as she pulled at his shirt. “I need you. Now.”

He let her switch places with him and she climbed on top of him kissing and biting his chest, licking his nipples, and taking charge for the moment. The passion and desire was so heavy in the room it was almost hard for either of them to breathe. She laid her head on his chest just breathing in his scent for a moment.

He stroked her back and then whispered, “Are you ready, Mrs. Jackson?”

Bernie took a gasp of breath hearing her new name from his lips for the first time and then nodded, whispering back, “Yes please,
Mr.
Jackson… Sir.”

He flipped her so she was beneath him and proceeded to cover her body in kisses once more. He played with her nipples, rolling them between his fingers, squeezing almost painfully. Levi stroked her torso up and down with his fingers lightly, and then slowly started rubbing his cock against her smooth pussy. First the outside of the lips, and then up against her clit.

She mewed and squeaked, “Babe, I think I’m going to come!”

He grinned at her. “That is my intention. Go.”

She tried to hold it back. “But I thought—Oh God! Oh God!” She let out a long hard wail as the force of the orgasm overcame her.

And while she was shaking from the aftershocks, he quickly and smoothly slid his cock inside of her. It happened so quickly, and she was in such throes of ecstasy, she didn’t even notice at first as he thrust himself inside and began to ride her.

“Oh, baby—you feel amazing. Your pussy is still clenching against my cock. It feels amazing, love. I’ve wanted this since the moment I laid eyes on you.”

She started thrusting herself up towards him, in tune with his body without even realizing she was doing it. It just felt natural and right. She thought for a moment that this felt good, not as good as his tongue or cock on her clit, but not painful and kind of fun.

He started moving faster.

Her breath quickened. This was definitely more fun by the moment.

He grasped her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

“Are you ready?” She nodded, and he kissed her hard. He thrust faster and faster and then stopped with a jolt and groan.

She could feel his manhood pulsating inside of her, she could feel his cum filling her. Tears rolled down her face, not from pain or even from pleasure, but sheer unadulterated joy. This was it. She was his. Forever. He would forever be her first and only. He would forever be hers and she his. It was a magical sweet amazing moment and she just reveled in it.

After what felt simultaneously like a lifetime and merely a second, his body, along with his manhood, went limp. He pulled out and laid next to her, pulling her against his chest, spooning her from behind. She pressed against his now cool chest and just cherished the moment. In taking her virginity, he had given her something even greater in return, his claim. She was now Levi’s girl in every meaning of the word. From now through forever.