Finally, everyone begins to file out. We shut down the resort for the weekend and Joy and I will stay in the beach house while everyone else will be in a house of their own nearby. We offered to stay in one of the other houses since this house has almost exclusively become Josh and Savvy’s other home, but they would not hear of it.
After everyone is gone, we shower and head outside to the bed I had set up; the curtains attached to the frame of the bed make it private. I told her after our shower to not bother with lingerie. I turn the music on, and John Legend’s Stay with You comes on, and we walk back down to the shoreline in just our robes. I take her in my arms and dance our final dance of our wedding day. The water is tickling our feet and the moon bears witness to our commitment to each other, and we dance until the song ends. We head back to the bed, and I use the pitcher of water to clean her feet and dry them with a towel. We climb in the bed and into each other’s arms. I place her head on my chest and just hold her.
“Once we find the dead man that took me, I am going to take you on a proper honeymoon.”
“This is a proper honeymoon; anywhere I am with you is a proper honeymoon.” I give her a slow passionate kiss as I place us in the middle of the bed and take her mouth again with more urgency. It has been so long since I was able to be with her and be able to use the lower half of my body. I am anxious to get inside of her. My fingers glide down her body getting reacquainted with all of her curves until I reach her pussy. She whimpers as I lightly stroke her, and I try to force myself to slow down even more.
“You’re soaked, baby. Were you wet all day imagining our wedding night?” I tease. “It took a strength I didn’t know I had to not have a hard dick all night, but now that I have you in this bed as my wife, I am not letting you out of it until my name is tattooed inside this pussy. I want every inch of you to know it belongs to me.”
“Joseph,” she moans as she lifts her hips up off the bed to try and force me to touch her harder.
“You’re cheating. Baby, this is my show. I worked hard to be able to walk for you, to be able to fuck you like a whole man on our wedding night, to be whole for you again and you are not going to rush me.” I push two fingers inside of her and she throws her head back in pleasure.
“Solo, please,” she begs.
“I said no, Joyce. In our marriage, we will compromise knowing that between us it will never be 50/50, it will always be 100/100. We will give one hundred percent of ourselves to each other and this marriage, but in the bedroom, I reign as king, and I reign solo, baby. This is my world and as long as you are in my world it is up to me to provide you everything you need. You will cum, scream, moan, laugh and beg according to what I provide. Do you understand?”
“Yes King.”
“Ohh fuck, you’re a quick learner, baby, and that shit there will get you anything you ask for.” I use my thumb to make light circles on her clit. This time when she moans, she doesn’t lift her hips to try to force more contact.
“There you go, that’s a good girl. Lay back and let your husband take care of you.” I pump my fingers inside of her. I lean over and take a nipple in my mouth, teasing it with my tongue and she struggles to be still and to not try to force me to go deeper.
“Your pussy is soaked. Have you been in need, and you didn’t tell me? Why baby?”
“You were so tired at night, I didn’t want to bother you,” she says through her moans.
“I will never be too tired to take care of what’s mine,” I growl in her ear. “I should punish you for not letting me know I have been neglecting you!”
“But…”
“You like me playing with this hot little cunt, don’t you? You’re dripping all over my hand, Joyce. I haven’t been doing my job, but don’t worry, I’ll get employee of the month every month from now on.” I fuck her with my fingers harder and faster. I feel her begin to clench and unclench around my fingers. “You don’t get to cum yet, Joyce. You better control that shit,” I tell her.
“Oh my gosh, please, Solo.”
“I like that. Beg me some more. Be a good girl and beg your king to let you come.”
“Fuck! I can’t stop it. Solo, please I can’t stop it from cumming.”
“You better or you won’t get this dick. And if you’re cumming off these fingers, I know your pussy missed this dick. So, you better stop it from cumming until I tell you, you can cum.”
“I hate you!”
“Aww baby, that’s not nice to tell your new husband. That hurt my feelings.” I pull my fingers from her. And her eyes widened to impossible proportions.
“Soooolllllooooo, noooooo please. I’ll behave, I promise.”
“Where are you, baby?”
“Huh?” I push three fingers back inside of her and ask again.
“WHERE. ARE. YOU?”
“In King Solo’s World”
“And?”
“You provide for me here.”