Midnight Sky (Sequel to Ivory Mist)

Midnight Sky (Sequel to Ivory Mist)

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Two years later, Nicole and Dean are finally getting married!! But they are faced with some serious problems, when the past doesn't stay in the past.


Two years later, Nicole and Dean are finally getting married!! But they are faced with some serious problems, when the past doesn't stay in the past.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Midnight Sky (Sequel to Ivory Mist)

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Two years later, Nicole and Dean are finally getting married!! But they are faced with some serious problems, when the past doesn't stay in the past.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: August 26, 2012

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: August 26, 2012



"Dean! You can't kiss me like that" I scolded him.

"He said you may now kiss the bride," he laughed.

"Yes he did. But this is our rehearsal. Please tell me you are not going to kiss me like that at our wedding. It is only going to make me horny.

"Good. I want you hot and bothered on our wedding night." He was being his usual hand groping self. Smack me hard on my rear.

It was our first wedding rehearsal. Tracy insisted that we have two because we are so busy with my graduation which was in two days. I am so excited. I am graduating from college, and getting married two weeks apart. Dean seems to be more excited than me. I Cant wait to see him in his tux on our wedding day. He is going to be so handsome.

"All right you two. That's enough. Save some for the honeymoon," Tracy said. "Ok everyone that is a wrap for today. Now remember we will be meeting back here one June 13th for the final rehearsal. And please. Can everyone be on their best behavior? That means you Dean" she gave Dean the evil eye. We all just laughed.

Every since Tracy had helped Dean plan my proposal, I just knew she would be the person to plan my wedding. And she has taken it very seriously. She is also my Maid of honor. This made her job that much harder. But she is doing an excellent job at both. I don't know what I would have done without her.

"Fine. I will be a good boy. But don't expect me not to grope my wife the day of our wedding," Dean smirked at Tracy. She just smiled and shook her head.

"Ok. Well I we have to go. I have to pick up my graduation dress. Momma are you and Amber coming back for the final fitting of my dress?" I asked.

"Of course we are sweetie. I wouldn't miss this for the world. I am really excited to see the alterations they made to the dress." my mother said.

"Of course dear I am coming. I am just glad this isn't a shotgun wedding," Amber laughed.

"You and me both. We did have quite a scare three months ago," I said.

Three months ago I forgot to take my pill. I was so busy studying, and planning my wedding, that I didn't take my pill for four days. When I didn't get my period, Dean and I panicked. Of course we wanted to have a baby, but we weren't ready. We still tiptoed around the subject of our unborn child, scared that we would have another huge argument.

I went to the doctor just to make sure. The doctor confirmed that I was not pregnant, but stressed. My cycle was all out of whack. Dean was not happy at all. I remember the conversation I had with him the day we came back from the doctor's office.

"That is it Nicole. You have been driving me and you both crazy with this wedding. Now this stress is taking a toll on your body. Baby you have to try and rest. Take a few days off from planning. That is why you hired Tracy," he said. He was completely frustrated.

"I know I have been a little hard to handle this past few months. But I want our wedding to be perfect."

"Nicole. As long as you are the one I am marrying, I don't care about a wedding. Hell I will marry you at the Justice of the Peace for all I care." Dean said.

"We cant do that. Our families will be furious with us." I mumbled.

"Do you think I care about their feelings? This is our day, not theirs. If we wanted to go elope, then we will fucking go elope. But I know how important it is to you too. So I am happy with it. Just please, take it easy for a few days. For me?" he made a cute pout face. How could I say no to that face.

"Ok my love. I will try my best to take it easy. Right after I call the florist, and the caterer," I tried to look innocent.

"You are impossible woman. Ok after those two calls, you are banned from wedding planning for a whole week," he demanded. He gave me a look that says he was not to be played with.

"Ok. I promise baby," I said kissing him softly.

And now here we are, at our rehearsal dinner. Our wedding just a couple of weeks away. I can not wait until my name is Mrs. Nicole Hamblen - Tomlinson. I wanted to keep my last name, but still have Deans.

"I am coming too," Dean said.

"Oh no you are not coming to my fitting. You are not allowed to see my dress until the wedding. You know this Dean," I said angrily.

He has been trying to see what my dress was going to look like every since I told him that I found it. He even went as far as to try and take a look at my digital camera. He knew I took it with me to take pictures of the dress.

"Fine. Don't go get all bridezilla on me Nicole," he laughed. I smacked him playfully on the arm.

He knows I can not stand it when he calls me that. He gave me a raised eyebrow. Oh I was in trouble. But I liked being in trouble. I turned to face him so that no one could see what I was doing. I very seductively licked my top lip. He gasps so loud. I tried to walk away. But he grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear.

"I cant wait to get you home so you can put that tongue all over me." he whispered.

"Well you will have to wait until tonight my future husband. But right now, I have to go get my dress. Marco will kill me if I am not on time again." I spoke softly on his lips.

"Ok. Until tonight," he kissed me sweetly on the forehead.

We all said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. Tracy and Bryan went home. Mike and Ashley had dinner plans. And both set of parents went to stay at my parents house. Our parents have become best of friends. They hangout every time Deans parents come to visit. I love seeing them get along.

I pulled up outside Marco's boutique. I walked in and was greeted by Bridgette, his personal assistant. She was from Italy with the fashion sense to match. Her style was impeccable. She was wear and baby blue sun dress with gold Brian Atwood pumps. Her blond hair was braided into the perfect fishtail braid. How I envied her style.

"Nicole Darling. You are right on time. Marco is in his office with you dress. You are going to look splendid." she said as she kissed both of my cheeks.

"Thank you Bridgette. You are the best." I said as I walked back to Marco's office. I knocked on the door.

"Enter" a thick Italian accent said from behind the door.

"See. I can be on time," I said proudly.

"Nicole. Belle. You look magnificent. Are you ready to try on your dress?" Marco said as he came around his desk to kiss my cheeks.

"Oh dear God yes. I am so excited. My graduation is two days away." I was so giddy.

"Si siete eccitati! You are definitely excited. Let me go get it for you." he said as he walked over to the rack of costume gown he has made.

Marco was quite a find, and a surprise. Tracy recommended him. He is a no name designer. But he makes fabulous things. One day, he is going to be famous.

He was a tall handsome Italian man. With the features of a runway model. He knew he was attractive. But he wasn't cocky. I had originally planned for him to do my wedding dress. But after I saw the exquisite gowns he had made, I knew I wanted him to make my graduation dress two. He even offered to make me a dress to wear at my wedding reception.

Tracy and I were drooling over him the first time we met him almost a year and a half ago. We were sitting in his office discussing my dress, playfully flirting with him. Or so we thought. We were saying our goodbyes when in walks the most handsome red head man we have ever seen.

We stopped dead in our tracks. He was gorgeous, with green eyes. He gave us a polite smile. Tracy and I grinned like little school girls. He walked right up to Marco and gave him the biggest French kiss I had ever seen. It was a hot kiss. The kind where you may want to grab some popcorn, pull up a chair and watch. Such a disappointment. But I liked Marco and his boyfriend Chad.


"Ah, here it is belle. Try it on." Marco said as he came back to me with my dress, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Marco it looks completely fabulous," I said as I took the dress from him.

It was perfect. It was gold chiffons, on strapped cocktail dress. It was form fitting. It laid perfectly over my curves. I couldn't wait to try it on. It was my graduation dress. But I was also wearing it out the night of my graduation. Dean and I are taking out the bridal party for dinner, and heavy duty partying. We so need this.

"Marco I wish I could try it on. But it is getting late. And I am cooking dinner tonight for the hubby," I said sadly. I so wished to try on the dress.

"You cook dinner?" he laughed. "You cant seem to boil water right."

"Shut up Marco. I'm trying ok. I have to get this Suzie homemaker thing down pact. Cant have my husband doing all the cooking."

"Why not. Chad does. I don't cook a thing." he bragged.

"Shame on you then. But I love the dress and thank you."

"So you are coming back for the wedding dress right?" he asked.

"Of course. You are coming to the wedding right?" I hopefully asked.

"Of course cara. I wouldn't miss it." he said as he kissed my cheeks

"Good. Ciao Marco," I will see you next week.

"Ciao cara." he waved.


I was on top of the world. I was graduating, I was getting married. I was so happy. Dean has made me so happy in the past two years. We have grown so much as a couple. I am glad we waited to get married. We have learned so much about each other. I was such a lucky girl.

I walked into the house. There was food cooking. What?! He beat me home. I was going to cook. But it smelled so good. What was he cooking? I walked into the kitchen. I was in awe of what I saw.

The lights were dim, and there was soft music playing in the background. The kitchen table was set for two. Soft lit candles were glowing in the center of the table. I turned to the island and say two dozen rose sitting in beautiful crystal vases on it. There was a card inside one of them. I picked it up and read it.

"To my beautiful future wife. I love you so much. Here is a little something to show my appreciation. Follow the tea light up to the bedroom. There is a surprise waiting on you?

As surprise? I cant wait to see what surprise he has for me. I ran to the living room, laid my dress on the couch, dropped my purse and made my way up the stairs. There were tea lights lighting the way. I slowly made my way up the stairs. My heart was racing. What could my surprise be? I followed the lights all the way to our bedroom, to our bathroom.

There, in all his naked glory was Dean. Naked in bubbles, in our tub. All I could see was his bare chest. God I love his chest. His tousled blond hair was hanging just the way I liked it over his forehead.

He smiled sweetly at me. So much love in his eyes. He stood up out of the water. The water and bubbles running down his abs, his thighs, and over his hard erection. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes greedily looked over him. He got out of the tub and walked over to me.

"Welcome home baby. Let me help you out of those clothes so you can take a bath with me," he said as he stalked purposely closer to me.

"O... Ok." was all I could say.

I was a lucky girl indeed.

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