Her pussy is shiny, dripping with her juices. I lick my lips and bury my face in her soft folds.
“HEATH!” she screams.
I growl, gripping her thighs and pinning her to the mattress as I lick up every drop of her desire. My tongue rims her snug opening, then pushes inside, fucking her until she’s quivering beneath me.
I lick up to her clit, sucking the sweet little pearl into my mouth as I push one finger into her tight channel.
“Heath! Oh my god! Oh! Oh!” Sienna cries as she comes all over my face.
I lick up her orgasm, desperate for every drop. Sienna sags against the bed, her body lax as I drink the last of her pleasure and crawl up her body.
Pushing off my pants and boxers, I fall on her like an animal. I’m so far gone, so in need of her. I can’t hold back. My cock lines up with her pussy, and I push inside her with one hard thrust.
“Heath!”
Sienna’s legs tighten around me, and I snarl into her neck as my orgasm builds. I rut into her, my pace rough as I fuck her so hard that she slides up the mattress.
“Heath, don’t stop! Oh God, I’m so close!”
I grunt, digging my fingers into her hips to hold her in place. My hips slam against hers, and she cries out each time as I grind the base of my cock against her clit. I can tell she’s close. Her pussy tightens degree by degree with each slide of my cock in and out of her.
She pants, her tits bouncing with my movements, driving me crazy.
“Come on, baby. Come for me,” I grind out.
She sucks in a sharp breath and releases it in a scream, her whole body tensing around me as she comes undone.
Her orgasm triggers mine, and I growl her name against the swell of her breast as I follow her over the edge, coming deep inside her.
My arms shake, and I roll to the side, taking Sienna with me so I don’t crush her as I collapse. She groans as she settles against my side, her body totally relaxed.
“You okay?” I ask, panting.
“Uh-huh.”
I smile. “I didn’t hurt you?”
“No. It was perfect. Just how I always imagined my wedding night,” she jokes.
I wince. “Shit, I should have done something better,” I apologize.
“Heath, I’m joking,” she says, leaning up on her elbow to look at me. “It was perfect. I wouldn’t change a single thing about today.”
“Good,” I say, leaning in to kiss her softly.
“What about you?” she asks as she rests against me.
I take a deep breath. “What about me?”
“Would you change anything about today?”
“I wouldn’t have invited my family.”
She laughs.
I trail my fingers over her back, and she goes boneless against me. Her hand rests on my chest, and I smile as I study the wedding ring on her finger. I hold up my hand, marveling at the gold band.
“It’s weird, huh? What do we do now?”
