My eyes widened as she swept out wearing only her veil, her heels, and her wedding ring.
“Holy shit.”
She strutted in front of the bed, the sheer fabric tickling the hard buds of her nipples as the rest of the veil flowed out behind her. I rose and went to her, lifting the veil so I could kiss her cherry lips. She moaned as I palmed her tits and walked her back until she dropped on the bed.
Scooting her to the middle, I laid her out with her veil spread beneath her.
“I want to take a picture of this.”
“Nate!” She tried to sit up, but I pushed her back down.
“Okay, fine. A mental picture.”
She smiled and spread her legs wide. “Go ahead.”
Fuuuuck. “Forget the picture, I want a taste.” I bent my head to her pink pussy and gave her a long lick.
She lifted her hips, pressing her sweetness to my mouth. I licked her clit, rubbing my tongue all along her spot as she looked down at me, her gaze locked with mine. She moved to my rhythm, using my tongue to heighten her own pleasure. My cock throbbed, demanding I get inside my prize, but I wouldn’t give in, not until I had her worked into a frenzy.
After a few more minutes of my attention, her legs began to shake, her cries growing more desperate. I had her. Crawling up her soft body, I settled between her thighs and pushed inside her slowly, savoring each noise she made, each scratch of her fingernails as I claimed what was mine.
I wanted her to feel loved, to feel how much I needed her in each measured stroke. Her breathing grew heavier, her eyes heavy lidded as I worshipped her, kissing her lips, nibbling her neck, and working my way to her tits. I sucked a nipple into my mouth sliding my tongue across the taut skin as she arched for me. Wrapping my arm beneath her, I lifted her from the bed and took as much of her tit into my mouth as I could, then sucked her nipple until she writhed and bounced on my cock.
So much for my slow pace. I sped with her, my cock hardening even more as I pulled her on top of me. Her veil tickled my thighs as she rode me, chasing her pleasure and grinding on me as I smacked her ass. She moaned, loving the punishment as much as the reward. My palms hummed with the heat of my impacts as I spanked her some more, giving her that little edge of pain that she needed.
Watching her tits bounce and feeling her slick pussy work me was almost too much, but I stilled my hips, letting her do the work. She was a vision in white, a wedding wet dream that I would never forget. Each grinding surge of her on top of me had my balls pulling tighter, and I was ready to explode.
She dug her nails into my chest, her mouth open wide as her hips froze. God, she was so fucking hot when she came. I pushed up inside her as her pussy walls convulsed and her moans rolled through the room. I slammed her down on me, holding her in place as my cock kicked and shot my release inside her. Each burst of come pulled a grunt from me, and I kept my gaze on her the whole time, taking in each shudder and whimper as she rode the wave of her orgasm.
When she was spent, she collapsed on my chest. I eased my hands beneath her veil and rubbed her sweat-slick back.
“I think I’m dead.” Her breath came out in a whoosh.
I laughed and kissed her forehead. “That was just the first act. We have a lot more to go.”
She smiled against me, then dug her teeth into my pec.
“Mmm.” I reached down and palmed her ass. “That’s my girl.”
She rocked against me, my half-mast cock coming back to life. “I am, you know.”
“What?”
“Your girl.” She rested her elbows on my chest and stared down at me. “I always will be.”
“I know. I’m never letting you go.” I squeezed her ass. “I’m hoping that when you’re done with your law degree, I can retire and you can support me.”
She snickered, her eyes sparkling. “So you want to be a stay-at-home dad?”
My heart leapt. “You want kids?” We’d only ever discussed it in passing, and I didn’t want to pressure her into a family when she was so young. But, as always, she surprised me.