Suddenly, he’s tugging my head back and pulling his pulsing cock out of my mouth. I look up at him and he wipes the spit from my chin with the pad of his thumb, before putting it into his mouth and sucking it clean.
I blink while he stares at me, wondering if he’s going to let me get back to what I was just doing.
“The first time I come inside my wife, it won’t be in her mouth. Stand up, baby.”
Holy fuck!
I take his hand and allow him to pull me into a standing position. “Where will it be?” I breathe.
He slides his hand between my thighs. “You already know the answer,” he says with a grin, but then his eyes darken again when his fingers brush over my wet panties. “Damn, baby, you’re fucking soaking.”
“I know, Jax. I’ve been desperate to have you to myself all day.”
He brushes my hair back from my face, his eyes narrowed as they search mine. “I shouldn’t have made you wait so long. Let me make it up to you.”
Before I can respond, he scoops me into his arms and throws me onto the bed, making me laugh.
“You don’t any making up to do,” I say as he crawls over me.
“What?” he scowls, but his eyes are full of mischief. “It’s not acceptable for me to leave my wife in such a state. Pussy aching and dripping wet for me.”
The ache deepens and I rock my hips against him, desperate for a little friction.
“Well, we were kind of busy,” I whisper as I take his handsome face in my hands. “You know, getting married in front of all our family and friends.”
“Still no excuse. I should have taken you somewhere quiet and made you come.” He starts to trail kisses over my collarbone. “Finger fucked you in the coat room and put my hand over your mouth so no-one could hear us,” he chuckles as he makes his way lower.
“You would have got us in a whole heap of trouble,” I pant as his lips dust over my nipples and his hand slides over my stomach until he reaches the edge of my underwear. “Can’t get in trouble for fucking your wife on your wedding day, angel. These sweet little panties would have been drenched in your cum while we did our first dance.”
“They already were,” I giggle and he bites my nipple, making me groan instead, before his hand slips inside my panties. His fingers glide through my wet folds and onto my swollen clit.
“Ah, Jax,” I cry out as he presses against it, swirling his fingertips over the sensitive bud of flesh.
I have been waiting for this from the moment I saw him in his tux this morning. I have never seen him look so handsome, and sexy. This man wears any suit like he was born in one, but a tux? Wow! My panties almost caught fire just looking at him.
“If it makes you feel any better, I’ve been hard for you almost the entire fucking day.”
“I know,” I laugh again. I felt it when we were dancing, and then he stayed sitting down for most of the rest of the day.
“You want my fingers in you, Luce?” he murmurs against my skin as he peppers kisses over my breasts.
“Yeah,” I groan, bucking my hips against his hand, so needy for more.
“Yeah?” he growls, sliding his fingers from my clit until he reaches my entrance. I spread my legs wider, allowing him easier access as his large hand fills my panties. “I’m gonna need you nice and wet and loose, baby, for how hard I’m gonna fuck you. Okay?”
“Okay,” I whimper. Then he slides two thick fingers inside me and stars flicker behind my eyelids as the waves of relief and pleasure roll through my body. “Oh, God!”
“No, just me, baby,” he chuckles. “I’m gonna add another one. Okay?”
“Yes!” I pant as I ride his fingers, chasing the orgasm that’s only a breath away.
He adds a third finger and the burning stretch stops me from falling off the edge of the cliff as he twists them inside me. My walls squeeze around him as a sudden rush of wet heat coats his fingers and makes my head spin.
“Jax, please?” I groan.
“I know,” he soothes as his lips dance over my skin and he works his fingers inside me, pushing deeper and harder until I’m on the edge again. “Such a good girl, letting me stretch you wide open for me, aren’t you?”
“Oh, Jax!” I groan as my climax bursts through me. It’s quick and intense. The culmination of all the anticipation and the wanting, of waiting for the entire day to feel his hands on me.