TWO LOVES, ONE HEART - CHAPTER 1

I felt like I was on top of the world ---- I, Lynnette Thomas, was now Mrs. William Matthews. We had the most beautiful lawn ceremony. My eyes swept over our guests who had been a part of the most wonderful day of my life ---- my wedding ceremony. Smiling happily and gazing over the crowd, I could see that everyone was clearly enjoying themselves----eating, laughing, talking, and drinking. The clamor from everyone talking and the laughter seemed to fade into the background, as my mind entered a portal in time when Billy and I first became acquainted. Billy had been such a bully when we were growing up. He was two years older than I, and he had picked on me terribly throughout grade school. He used to chase many of the girls and me with frogs and beetles. Billy also jerked my ponytails all the time and always seemed to laugh himself into oblivion at the way I dressed. It was hilarious to him that my mom made me wear tights under my dresses and skirts. As we grew older, Billy began shedding that bullying personality of his and started to see me in a different light. I had blossomed into a very beautiful young woman by the time I had reached my high school years. Many of the girls in my class and on the high school campus envied me. Mother Nature had lavishly given me a graceful figure. The junior and senior girls allowed their jealousy to cause them to be very nasty toward me. Of course, I had nothing to do with attaining the figure God had blessed me with. Even though I possessed a meek and humble attitude and personality, they all still resented me.
By my tenth grade year of high school, I had grown to like Billy. He had gotten a very attentive and generous character that I admired greatly. Billy had turned into an admirable young man that I now really cared for deeply. He walked me to all of my classes and carried my books, and he also carried my lunch tray in the cafeteria at lunchtime. He’d sneak up from behind and sweep me off my feet ---- literally, and we would steal sweet, tender kisses.
Billy had a wonderful build and was a football jock. As tall and as handsome as he was, he had rippling biceps. The mere sight of him would make any girl feel butterflies in her stomach. He could have definitely given Mr. Universe a run for his money. The other girls at school were green with envy because Billy was with me. They would have given anything to be in my shoes----to have this hunk of a guy for their very own.
Several months after Billy and I had been dating, he whisked me around a secluded corner at school and we shared the sweetest, most intimate kiss. Billy then pulled off his senior ring and placed it on a gold chain that he’d taken from his jacket pocket. “I want you to be my steady, Lynnie,” he said softly. “I love you.”
It was then that Billy asked me to be his sweetheart ----- forever.
Without hesitation, I said yes, because I realized that I loved him too.
After Billy and I became sweethearts, the girls at school really envied me now. I was Billy’s girl now.
“Lynnie!” a voice rang out, jolting me back into reality.
As I turned, my aunt was approaching me. She flung her arms around me and gave me a loving embrace.
“The ceremony was beautiful sweetheart. You look radiant,” Aunt Mary said, in a raised tone.
“I hope that Billy and you have a wonderful life together and grace me with many nieces and nephews.
With a mischievous smile, Aunt Mary added, “Let’s hope this marriage lasts longer than mine did.”
My aunt kissed me lightly on the cheek and with a mumbled goodbye, left in a haste.
I began to feel tears teasing the corners of my eyes. So I turned abruptly and made my way to the living room. Stopping where I would be partially hidden from my guests behind a large cheval mirror, I tried to blink back the tears that had now begun to cascade down both my cheeks. Thoughts of just how happy I really was today consumed me. I had just gotten married to my childhood sweetheart ---- the man that I love and one who loves me with all his heart. Billy had so very proudly displayed me on his arm and it made me feel so loved by him. I realized that I was lucky to have his love and devotion.
“What is this,” a deep masculine voice said. “What has upset my beautiful wife?”
Startled, I spun around to see a pair of dark, loving eyes gazing at me. Through the teary blur, I could visualize my handsome husband standing just a few feet away, admiring me affectionately.
Billy was picture perfect as he walked over closer to me, with his long, curly, black hair that sweptback and draped over his broad shoulders. When he saw the tears welled in my eyes, his heavy brows creased with concern.
“Lynnie, baby, you should not be looking so sadly on your wedding day,” He spoke softly.
“I’m just so happy Billy,” I sniffed.
Billy draped his strong arms around me and tenderly kissed my forehead.
“You’ve made me the happiest man on earth by becoming my wife Lynnie. I love you very much Mrs. Matthews.”
Interrupting our stolen moment, my niece ran in yelling at the top of her voice.
“Aunt Lynnie! It’s time to throw the wedding bouquet!” Tara shrieked.
I turned back to the mirror to glance over my appearance.
Well, Mr. Matthews, How do I look?” I said flashing a broad smile.
“Like a picture from a magazine ---- absolutely gorgeous my dear,” Billy remarked, extending his hand out to me.
Taking Billy’s hand, I gathered up my bouquet and rejoined our awaiting guests out on the terrace.
The impatient, single ladies were all gathered in a group, anxiously waiting for the traditional tossing of the bouquet. Glancing over at Billy, I smiled happily, as he shot me a seductive wink and a loving, reassuring smile. Walking over closer to the crowd, I turned my back to them and threw the bouquet over my head. The ladies began screaming and pushing each other. The sight of them scrambling for the bouquet was hilarious. They reminded me of football players shuffling to recover a fumbled pass.
“I got it! I got it!” a voice yelled from within the crowd. As I looked to try to see who had caught the bouquet, Tara made her way through the crowd clutching the bouquet. I stood there smiling and shaking my head at my elated niece’s victory. I should have known that Tara would manage to get that bouquet someway ---- somehow.
Billy came over to me and took my hand. He whisked me away to a vacant area in the middle of the terrace. Everyone sort of backed off and encircled the two of us. Then the music started to play. It was a familiar tune…. It was our song, Always playing.
“May I have this dance Mrs. Matthews?” Billy said slightly bowing while extending his hand out to me. He very lovingly pulled me into his arms and we began dancing slowly to the rhythm of the music. Looking into Billy’s intoxicating eyes, I became lost deep within their depths. It was as though the guests no longer existed and that there was only the two of us in our own fantasy world. I could only hear the sensual music, as we glided across the floor. After a few minutes, everyone else joined us on the floor.

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Billy and I mingled with our guests for a few more hours because we were happy that they could share in our blessed event. Afterward, we went inside to change clothes. After saying our goodbyes to everyone and thanked them for sharing in our glorious day, we were sent off in a shower of rice, as we ran for our car. Someone had placed a sign on the sides of the convertible that said “Just Married.” Billy and I waved our final farewells to everyone as we sped away.
Wiggling closer to Billy, I put my arms around his neck and showered him with feathery kisses.
Lynnie, baby, you need to cut that stuff out. You know that I can’t concentrate when you are teasing me like that,” Bill remarked in a flustered, husky voice.
Realizing that I was getting him all hot and bothered, I stopped teasing him like that. At any rate, I didn’t want to cause us to have an accident. Instead, I decided to just lean on Billy’s broad shoulders. He cradled me in his arms and kissed me lovingly on the forehead.
Realizing that I was getting him all hot and bothered, I stopped teasing him like that. At any rate, I didn’t want to cause us to have an accident. Instead, I decided to just lean on Billy’s broad shoulders. He cradled me in his arms and kissed me lovingly on the forehead.

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I had dozed off in a peaceful sleep while I was dreaming of the happy life that lies ahead of us. The three hours had gone by quickly since we’d left our old hometown of Atlanta, Georgia. I was awakened from my slumbering state by gentle nudging.
“Lynnie ---- honey ---- We’re home. Wake up sleepy head,” Billy spoke softly.
I sat up as we were pulling into our driveway. Billy stopped the car and got out. He reached back into the car for me, while extending his hand. I grasped his hand as I slid out on his side of the car. Taking in deep breath of the country air, I walked over to the large elm next to the house. I sat on the bench while Billy carried our luggage inside. I sat there and admired the beauty of the sunset. It seemed to have such a calming, tranquil effect on me. I felt like I was being caressed in nature’s loving, peaceful arms.
After taking in the last of the luggage, Billy joined me on the bench.
“It’s beautiful out here. I see now why you wanted a suburban home ---- it’s so peaceful.” He remarked.
“Yes ---- it is,” I replied admirably.
Both of us sat there and watched as the sun slowly slipped away and darkness was claiming our tranquil surroundings.
Billy and I walked slowly up the walk to our new home, hand in hand. We were about to walk up the steps when Billy spun me around into his strong arms and swept me off my feet.
“Not so fast Mrs. Matthews. I’m carrying you across the threshold,” Billy spoke in a sensual tone.
With very little effort, he whisked me through the door and with a quick maneuver of his foot, closed it behind us. Billy began teasingly trailing gentle kisses along my neck. His kisses ignited delightfully tingling sensations in me. Standing me on the floor, he continued his love mission of stirring my rising desires.
As we gazed into each other’s eyes, there was little need for words. We joined hands and walked into our bedroom. We embraced and engaged in another sensual, slow kiss. Billy’s kiss was warm and delicious as his full lips moved over mine, sending waves of passion crashing through my body. We moved our hands over each other’s bodies, searching and caressing until our passions had awakened a desperate need in both of us. Billy’s mouth never left mine, as he began unbuttoning my blouse. He put one hand inside my bra and gently caressed my right breast. As unbridled desire soared inside me, I gripped him fervently. He undid my bra while tracing tender kisses behind my ear and along my neck.
Again, Billy’s mouth hungrily claimed mine. A sigh of exquisite pleasure escaped from my lips, as one of his hands claimed my breast --- one and then the other.
“Oh Billy,” I moaned in a sultry tone, wanting him with all my being. His hot, moist mouth captured the hardened tip of one of my breasts. I was now in senseless state of wanting. While having my mouth still held captive, Billy undone the button and zipper on my trousers. They fell to the floor, as he slid his hands all over my body. I seemed to just unconsciously step out of my trousers, as I yielded to Billy’s every touch.
Billy laid me on the bed and I watched him quickly undress. He soon joined me in bed, pulling me closer to him. I could now feel his urgency as moans of pleasure escaped from his sensuous lips and as he kissed me with much desperation. His breathing was quickening as the flames of desire were intensifying. I was nearly on the verge of losing control. My body now ached for release that only he could give. Billy covered my slender body with his muscular one. He shifted the lower part of his body as he slid into me. I arched my back and wrapped my legs around his waist, gripping him tighter inside of me. Billy loved me with all his being, as I watched his muscles flexing over me each time he pressed deeper and deeper into me. We rode on the waves of passion as we rocked and reeled, back and forth, pleasure radiating throughout our bodies. I could feel the heat of him burn deep inside mingled with the heat of my own. He pushed us closer and closer until we reached the peak of total and complete fulfillment.
“Ye-esss!” I cried out, sobbing my pleasure as my world exploded in a million passionate pieces.
Billy followed and the deep guttural sound he made echoed through the room as he clutched me closer, driving deeper into me. Shivers of sexual delight tore through both of us, as we fell satiated from the consummation of our love.
“Billy,” I whispered. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He answered huskily.
Laying my head across his muscular chest, Billy pulled me in snugly against him. I knew then that we were home.


Copyright 2006 Carrie J. Keaton. All rights reserved.