Jamie is swept away for a short destination wedding

Like any boy was supposed to, Jamie had some ideas of what his wedding might be like. He'd had longing dreams of being slowly courted by a handsome older woman, taken out to drinks, dressed up in cute clothes like the boys he saw on television while hanging on her arm. Then one day she'd kneel and pop the question, holding up a beautiful ring in her hand, the happiest day of a boy's life, apart from the wedding to come of course. He'd be married in a church, wearing a beautiful white dress surrounded by friends and family all wishing him well for his new life as he was given over to his new family. She'd take him home, carry him over the threshold, and then to her bed, where...they'd finally make love as husband and wife, a part of the fantasy that was really quite thrilling to the sheltered boy and had been what he spent quite a bit of time thinking about wrapped up under his sheets at night.

In the end, getting married to Miri, the rich, famous sportswoman, wasn't much like his dreams at all. Within a couple weeks of their very first meeting, the boy had been told quite firmly by his Momma that he wasn't to go to school anymore since his wedding had already been arranged. She hadn't seemed happy about the rush herself, grumbling under her breath about not having enough time and how much of a break with tradition this was, but just like at the restaurant she'd done everything Miri wanted in the end. Then his wife to be had arranged for them all to be flown to a luxury resort on the coast, where she planned for the wedding to happen. It was the first time Jamie had ever even left his hometown, but he was so nervous about getting married even the flight had passed in a blur. Everything was happening so quickly, they'd hardly had time to drop off his stuff before Dad was ushering him into a room to get changed into his wedding dress. His head spinning, the boy had just done everything his parents asked like always.

Now, just a few hours after landing, Jamie stood on an empty, stunning beachfront in the shade of a flowery canopy, the suited registrar beside him talking them through a ceremony that it seemed would last only minutes. The boy was wearing a simple white dress draped over his slender body, his hair styled and his face carefully made up, as he stood in front of the woman he'd belong to for the rest of his life, staring up at her handsome, tanned face. Miri looked just...stunning, wearing a black jacket hanging open over a white collared shirt, a smile on her lips as she gazed back down at him. Her muscled body towered over his, the tailored clothes making her seem even more imposing.

Still in a daze, Jamie just couldn't look away from her. She had to be the most feminine, powerful woman he'd ever met, and...he'd never felt more the weak, helpless boy then standing before her. Somehow though, as she held his gaze with gleaming dark eyes instead of fear or nervousness he felt fluttering anticipation in his belly, his pale cheeks glowing hot. He spoke the vows he'd been given in a voice that sounded high-pitched and breathless even to his own ears. When she replied with her own, promising in her strong voice that she'd look after and guide him into his new life, Jamie gasped and shivered at the pulse of warm heat that sent through his body. His flush grew even hotter as he felt a naughty tingling between his legs as his dick stiffened up in the frilly silk lingerie he was wearing under his dress. He couldn't believe he was getting hard just standing in front of a woman, at his...own wedding in front of his parents!

Then his new wife lifted his hand in hers and slipped a gold and diamond ring that looked like it cost more than his parent's house onto one of his fingers. Without another word, she leaned down over him and pressed her lips firmly against his own. It was his very first kiss, and she took it with such stunning confidence, not even a moment's hesitation. Suddenly he couldn't even worry about his stiffening erection anymore, lost entirely in the feeling of her warm lips brushing over his. The boy was breathing hard and flushed even hotter when she pulled away, his mouth hanging dumbly open. The simmering light in her dark eyes as she gazed down at him sent a fluttering thrill through his body as he realized she'd really quite enjoyed kissing him after all. And he was hers, her husband now, so he could guess they'd be doing it even more.

Miri held his hand even afterward, her fingers seeming huge and warm wrapped around his own. Jamie watched limply when his new bride turned to face the small group of people who'd attended the ceremony, waving her hand eagerly to her guests. It took a moment, but he tore his gaze from her handsome face and looked as well, curious to see just who she'd invited. There were only seven of them in all. Jamie had been rather too dazed to get a good look before now, but staring out from beside his wife he noticed they were all women and all around the same age as her, friends or colleagues perhaps. None of them looked to be related to Miri either. It had all happened so fast he supposed she couldn't invite many people, but Jamie was a little shocked to find he wasn't going to meet his in-laws even at the wedding. Was his wife...too ashamed of him to invite her own family?

As his nervousness mounted, Jamie couldn't help but notice his own family didn't seem at all happy with the way things had gone either. Momma was scowling off to one side, and there was a look of vague disappointment on his Dad's face he hurriedly fixed to a blank smile. Even Belle, his always supportive older sister, was staring dully at the ground, not even glancing up at either of them. Had he done something wrong picking Miri? Or were they just disappointed that the wedding had been so short? He was still excited about being married, of course he was, but suddenly how fast it was all happening seemed on the verge of overwhelming him. Torn between the thrill of being married to his new, handsome bride and worries over just what was happening, Jamie felt himself trembling under his pretty white dress. He wasn't sure what was going on anymore.

Just at the moment he felt the first stinging tears, terrified he was about to start crying at his own wedding like an idiot, he felt Miri's hand squeeze his own rather firmly. The boy turned his head hurriedly, staring up at his wife with huge, nervous eyes. She glanced back at him, an eager smile on her stunningly handsome face. Just having her looming presence standing there to focus on, Jamie felt the cold edge of panic ease, his thumping heart slowing. He'd always known he was highly strung and nervous, so it was quite a shock to find how easily she was able to calm him down with just a look. He wondered if she'd even noticed he was getting anxious, but...it didn't matter anyway. Just by being there, a strong, tall woman holding his hand this way, she'd helped and he couldn't help but feel grateful to her for it.

"Well, we're married now, nice and fast, just how I wanted it." Miri grinned at him, flashing perfect white teeth. She leaned in to kiss him once again as her guests cheered and applauded. The desire he felt in her hungry lips swept through him like a tide, washing away the last cold remnants of his moment of panic and leaving him feeling warm and fluttery. "There was going to be a short reception back at the hotel but you know what, I think I'd rather get some time alone with you." Her dark eyes gleamed at that, and Jamie found himself wondering with a certain anticipation just what she was planning to do with him once they were alone. Wives were...meant to enjoy their husbands that way, he knew, and the thought made his stiff erection ache even hotter. "I've booked us a private cabin up the beach, with our own patch of shorefront where no-one will disturb us for the rest of the week. Your stuff's been moved there, what little your Mother brought up for you anyway. We can get to know each other better. You want to say goodbye to your folks before we head up there?"

Jamie paused, glancing back at his unhappy family. His scowling Momma who'd always been so firm and strict but had now sold him off to a wealthy woman she didn't even seem to like, his Dad who could pretend everything was happy no matter what was happening around him, and finally...poor Belle, who he could only guess must be terribly worried about him still. Jamie wished he could reassure her, but he hardly even knew himself why he wasn't scared anymore. Miri had already decided they were heading to the cabin anyway, and he wasn't about to start being a bad husband and disobeying his new wife on their first day married.

"Okay...I'll just say goodbye quickly." He nodded, deciding he'd rather spend his time with his handsome bride and see what she had in store for him. Miri squeezed his hand again, her warm fingers threading through his own for a moment before she let it drop. Jamie glanced down, already rather missing her comforting grip. Well they were husband and wife now. She could hold his hand and kiss him...and do other things to him whenever she wanted.

"I'll just do the same for my mates, then come find you." She nodded to the group of women she'd invited. "My driver will take us up to the cabin together, okay?" She paused, then leaned in over him, her warm breaths tickling in his ears as she murmured the next few words. "Got a few surprises waiting for you there, doll, and I think you're going to like them." Jamie gasped, his cheeks blazing hot. He glanced at her in shock, but she just gave him a teasing smirk back that made his naughty dick throb and ache. Scarcely daring to wonder just what she meant, the boy stumbled over to his waiting family, eagerly looking forward to what would happen to him once he was alone with his stunningly handsome new wife.