53 Bag

It wasn't long till Simon and Scott came back out with envelopes, handing them out to Big Daddy, Sarina, and then the happily married couple. Little did I know, or Lance for that manner, but the night of the stag party, they started raising the money for the rewards today. Lance and Lirael thank my mom for her generous gift, giving her hugs and make my mom blush and wave it off, explaining how she made her bet in the first place.

After that the cake came out, for cutting and once everyone had been served Lance approached the DJ. They talked for a minute or two before he hands the mic to Lance who walks back to the table that Lirael and his mother sit at. Sarina, who had taken the envelope and put it away somewhere safe, comes walking over to me strutting with confidence telling me she was probably being naughty again.

"Hey my love." I say pulling her into my lap to sit.

Glowing, she gives me a light peck on the lips, "Hey, so what's next on the agenda?" She asks me, looking around and checking on where the event coordinator was.

"I believe it's going to be the parent of the bride or groom dance next. Why?"

She hops up off my lap and kisses my cheek, "I've got to go get something ready then, I'll be right back." She takes back off into the house before I'm able to pull her back into my arms and find out what she's up to.

I sigh and lean back taking a sip of my drink.

"Hey Bry, what's with the long face?" Dass's voice causes me to turn to the right, seeing her take a seat at the table.

"Nothing really, it's just been a long day and I want to spend some time with Sarina, alone." I let out a heavy breath, remembering how she told me she loved me earlier.

"Awww, you must have something special planned for her?" Dass leans closer on her elbows, smiling with her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"I do have something planned." I lean closer to her, "However, I'm going to keep that to myself." I chuckle leaning back in my chair.

Dass just sticks her tongue out at me, " Well, I'm glad things are going well between you guys. You both don't really come by the club too much, so I wanted to ask you know." she acts hurt, giving me puppy dog eyes.

" Well I will be the boss while Lance is on his honeymoon, so no more puppy eyes. Where's Saoirse by the way?" I ask, realizing something is different with her.

I look her up and down and realize she's missing her collar necklace.

With sad eyes, she straightens up, "Well, not everyone gets a happily ever after." She gives me a forced smile.

" Oh Dass..." My heart aches for her, knowing that Saoirse was her world. "I'm sorry to hear that."

She sniffs and glances up as I feel hands lay on my shoulders. "Sorry to hear what? What's the matter?" Sarina asks taking her seat next to me.

Dass forces a smile, "I've joined the singles club again. I'll go ahead and leave you two to enjoy yourselves. I'll see you around." She quickly stands and walks away.

I shake my head at her disappearing figure before turning to Sarina who's looking at me with a questioning brow raised.

"What?" I ask, taking her hand in my own.

She shakes her head, "It's nothing." She squeezes my hand and motions toward Lance who's been dancing with his mother. "They're about to do something." A smile creeps across her face as Lance brings the microphone to his lips.

"Before we have anyone leave, there was something that Lirael and I wished to do for my mother." Lirael steps forward with a gift bag in hand and Jim brings a chair for his sister Beth to sit down in.

Lance hands the microphone to Lirael who looks nervous. Lance wraps his arms around her waist and whispers into her ear and she finds her confidence again.

"Mom." She starts off, her voice full of held back emotions, "I don't know how to thank you for everything you've done for me since I've met you. You already know enough about me to know that you're the only mother figure I've ever really had and that it means more to me than you'll ever know." She wipes her eyes and picks up the bag to give to her. "This is for you."

Lance takes Lirael close to him, an arm around her shoulder as momma Beth opens the bag and starts pulling tissue paper out. She pulls out a small box on top, opening it up to find a locket necklace. She opens it and closes it, like there's nothing inside of it and thanks them both.

She pulls out another item, a shirt that Lirael reads out what it says, "It takes a strong, caring, beautiful woman to be a wonderful mother." She turns the shirt around, "I've handled down that mantle and been promoted."

Beth is confused and Lirael points down at the bag. She reaches in and pulls out a picture frame, that she looks at and blankly glances up at them and then down at the picture. Beth sets the picture down and covers her face as she begins crying. Lance and Lirael quickly hug her as everyone whispers to the ones who haven't figured it out that Lirael is pregnant.

Someone starts clapping and then others start joining in. Whoops and shouts of congratulations ring out as Lance and Lirael cry happily with Beth.

I reach for Sarina's hand and pull her over on to my lap. "You went to grab the bag for Lirael didn't you?"

She nods, "I did." Her joyous smile that makes her face light up has my insides flutter and my heart pound like crazy. I reach up and pull her down for a quick kiss, as the DJ starts playing music again.

We sit watching everyone having a good time, dancing or congratulating Lance and Lirael's pregnancy too. I'm filled with warmth and happiness for my friends it's infectious and start feeling restless from it growing inside me.

I nudge Sarina to get up and I pull her into a darkened area of the yard.

"What are we doing here?" Sarina asks noticing the lack of light and people. I take her lips with my own, hushing her as my hands begin to roam over her luscious curves.

Her arms wrap around my neck as I deepen our kiss and one hand brings up the hem of her dress.

She pulls back, "Lance... someone might see..." she whines as my hand finds her soft bed of curls at the apex of her thighs.

"They won't, I'm in front of you wearing dark colors and this is far enough away they won't even know we are here." My finger slides between her lips, her breathing growing heavy as it finds its way to her clit.

Her legs part just enough to grant me better access as we kiss, letting our tongues dance between us and fight for dominance in our kiss. She grips my shoulders as her stifled cry escapes between our lips, parting us as she pants heavily, rocking her hips against my hand.

"Brian..." she whines, her hips bucking in shorter, quicker bursts.

"You're going to cum for me already, Sarina?" I tease her, adding another finger into her slick channel.

Nodding, her heading starting to fall back in ecstasy as I grind her mound with the palm of my hand, watching as she loses herself on my hand.

With her bodying quaking and clutching me tightly, she moans into my shoulder as she rides her orgasm out.

"Damn Sarina, you are a vision to watch as you cum." I rasp into her ear, kissing and nibbling on her lobe. "When we get home, I'm going to enjoy watching you do it all night long."

Her body shivers at the promise in my voice and the excitement it causes in her.

"We should head back to the party now." I whisper kissing her cheek as she nods, releasing my hand from in between her legs, before straightening up her dress.

"Does my hair and makeup look alright?" She asks, running a hand through her tresses.

"It is dark over here my love, but it looks fine to me." I take her hand as we walk back over to the crowd and into brighter light.

We make our way seamlessly back into the crowd by the workout shed, and I pull her out onto the dance floor, twirling her under my hands and then pulling her back to me. Her flushed face could easily be blamed on dancing, saving her from embarrassment. Even though she still blushed every time her eyes met mine and she could see the unsatiated hunger in mine.