Blissfully Taken (Blissful, #4) by Red Phoenix Page A

be upset if we don’t eat the cake that
they handmade with love. You don’t want to reject their love do
you?”
    Jenny rolled her eyes. “Man you’re
laying it on thick.”
    “ I’m hungry,” he
complained, his stomach growling in agreement. “So can I cut the
cake now?”
    She didn’t answer him right away,
putting her hand over his instead. “Let’s cut it together.” Jenny
helped him slice through the confection, cutting out two small
pieces.
    He handed her one and he took the
other. “Keeping with tradition, I think we should feed each
other.”
    “ No smashing it in my
face, Dan,” she warned.
    He looked crushed. “As if I would ever
do that to the woman I love.”
    Jenny hesitantly brought the cake to
his lips as his piece moved closer to her face.
    “ You don’t trust me,” he
accused.
    She giggled. “Not
completely.”
    “ Tsk, tsk, wife. This is
not how a stable marriage starts off.”
    “ You’re just trying to
distract me,” she said, ready to smash the cake in his face the
minute he made his move.
    “ Open your mouth and close
your eyes, Jenny.”
    She shook her head. “No way am I going
to be a sitting duck for you.”
    He commanded in a quiet but firm tone,
“Do it, my love.”
    She could tell he was taking it more
seriously than she was, so she kept her cake positioned next to his
face as she cautiously closed her eyes. Jenny parted her lips and
he gently brought wedding cake to her mouth, allowing her to take a
small bite. The flavors that flooded her tastebuds reminded her of
the sweet florals of spring and she moaned in pleasure. Jenny
cracked an eye open.
    “ Now do you trust
me?”
    “ Yes,” she answered
sheepishly. Jenny held the cake up to him and watched her handsome
groom take the bite she offered.
    He smiled appreciatively while he
chewed. “The Trans make a damn fine cake.”
    “ Yes, they do,” she
answered as she took a scoop of icing and wiped it on his
nose.
    “ You didn’t.”
    She couldn’t help laughing at how
ridiculous he looked. He returned the favor by icing her chin and
then commanded, “Lick it off me, woman.”
    She dutifully licked his nose as he
licked off the icing on her chin. The licks soon gravitated to the
middle and the kisses became passionate. Jenny crawled onto his lap
as they gave into their mutual lust.
    Dan finally broke the embrace, his
manhood making his state of arousal quite obvious. “Before we
retire to the bedroom, there is one more tradition I would like to
observe. I want to see you dance in this lovely dress before I peel
it off.”
    His compliment pleased her
and she eagerly took the hand he offered her. Dan led her to the
middle of the room and then went over to the stereo to pick out a
song. Jenny stood quietly, staring at the fireplace, appreciating
how fervently the flames consumed the wood. Dan - the flame that consumes me…
    He turned off the lights and the cabin
was bathed in the romantic glow of the fire. He motioned her to
him. “Come, wife.”
    The sad melodic beginning of Blue
October’s “Congratulations” drifted through air, harmonizing with
the lonely sound of the wind raging outside. Dan took her right
hand in his left and settled his right hand in the small of her
back. He guided Jenny around the room speaking softly to her. “When
you played this song that first night, I thought my heart would
break. I wanted to tell you how I felt, but I couldn’t bring myself
to ruin what we already had. That night, I had pretty much resigned
myself to the fact I would end up like the guy in the song.
Standing by, watching you marry Ryan.”
    “ You were so discreet
about your feelings, Dan. I never knew.”
    “ If it hadn’t been for
that blessed snowstorm, I don’t think I ever would have been honest
with you.”
    Jenny laid her head on his
chest and sighed contentedly. “I’m so glad you
were... husband .”
    When the song ended, he twirled her
around once watching the sway of her gown. She loved how he