Vibrations hit me as he growls against my pussy, rolling my clit with his tongue and pushing me straight into another orgasm. My ragged screams shoot out into the night sky, but there’s no one else around to hear them. When my whole body goes limp, Valeri gentles his movements. Soft licks and kisses cover my pussy as I catch my breath. I’m still dazed when he stands and strips out of the rest of his tux.
His face glistens with my release, and the sight of it awakens some savage, possessive part of myself. As soon as he’s close enough, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down before running my tongue over his wet chin.
“You should always taste like my pussy,” I tell him.
“Goddamn,” he groans. “My girl’s gone feral.”
He smiles and reaches up to slide my zipper down. Without taking my dress off, he pushes the top down enough to reveal my white, lacy strapless bra. Dipping his fingers under the lace, he roughly pushes it down as well, exposing my bare breasts.
“You’re so beautiful, baby. My heart stopped beating when I saw you in this dress. Every part of me stilled, like I’d been waiting my whole life just to get to today, just to get toyou.”
I run my fingers up his chest, dancing them over the old bullet wound that could’ve easily ended his life and changed the course of mine until I’m clasping them behind his neck and wrapping my legs around him. The thick head of his cock presses firmly against my slit, but he doesn’t slide in.
“I need you inside me,” I whisper against his lips and then run my tongue over them, lightly dipping inside and pulling back when he opens wider for me. “I need my husband to fill me and spread me wide.”
With a groan he kisses me and slowly slides in, feeding me his cock until I’m gasping and digging my nails into his back because of how fucking good it feels. He cups the back of my neck, and the feel of his wedding band against my skin has me rocking my hips even harder against him.
“Mine,” I moan, giving his bottom lip a bite as I tighten my arms and legs around him.
“I’m all yours, baby, and only yours,” he growls, fucking me right into another orgasm. He slams into me in a brutal rhythm that toes the line of being too damn much, but I don’t fight it. I give myself over to him, drunk on lust and ecstasy and pure fucking bliss. My body tightens around him, urging him to let go with me, and with one last growl, he buries himself inside me as deeply as possible, squeezing his fingers around my neck to lock me in place. His cock pulses, filling me with his seed while I cling to him so tightly that we no longer feel like two separate bodies. He consumes every part of me. I breathe in the scent of his cologne and lick the salty sweat from his neck, feeling the vein beneath my tongue as he groans one last time before his body stills. His breaths are hot on my skin and his body heavy on top of mine. I run my hand through his hair while the other traces a lazy path along his back.
His thumb caresses my neck before he slowly slides out of me and then rolls over. Resting one arm behind his head, he grabs me with the other and pulls my body up against his. Kissing my forehead, he says, “I love you so much, baby.”
“I love you too, Valeri.” I kiss his chest before looking back up at the stars. “It’s so peaceful here.”
“Have you decided where you want to go for our honeymoon?”
I smile because he’s been asking me for weeks, but I haven’t been able to settle on anything. There are too many choices, and the more I research, the harder the choice becomes, but suddenly I know exactly what I want to do.
“Right here,” I tell him, sitting up on my elbow so I can see him better. “I want to stay on the yacht and drift around with you. I want to pretend that we’re the only two people left on earth, no responsibilities, no worries, just you and me.”
He smiles and cups my face. “That sounds perfect, baby.” Dragging his finger down my neck, he adds, “Just so you know, I’m not done for the night, just taking a breather.”
I laugh and pat his chest. “I never doubted it.”
His fingers run over my nipple and along the curve of my breast. “There’s one more thing we need to do before you take this dress off.”
“What’s that?” I ask, looking down at how rumpled it is.
“For the last few weeks I’ve been fantasizing about you in this dress,lapochka. It’s the only time you’ll ever wear it, and it seemed like such a shame to take it off you so quickly, so I decided that I wouldn’t let you out of it until it was an absolute mess, not until I thought it was filthy enough.” He drags a finger along the white fabric. “It’s not dirty enough, baby. I don’t even see any tears in the lace.”
He lifts up onto one elbow and slides his hand up my thigh and around to my ass, squeezing my bare cheek in his large hand. Pulling me closer, he brings his hand further down so he can drag a finger along my pussy from behind. I let out a soft moan when he brings his wet finger up, pressing it against my asshole.
“I can’t get the image out of my head of fucking your sweet little ass in your beautiful wedding dress, baby,” he says, sliding his finger into me.
I moan his name and bury my face against his neck as he slowly finger-fucks my ass. My breaths are soft pants against his skin, and when he speeds his finger up and I bite down hard enough to make him groan, he adds in a second finger.
“That’s my good girl,” he praises. “You spread so goddamn good for me, baby. Feel how fucking hard you make me.”
I slide my hand down his body and grip the cock that’s already fully hard again. He groans and keeps working his fingers, getting me ready for something much bigger. Part of me is terrified, but part of me is also excited. It feels completely wrong but in a good way, and I want to experience everything with Valeri, even if it stretches my comfort zone a bit.
Sliding his fingers out, he rolls me onto my back and then reaches for the suit pants he’d thrown on the deck earlier. Grabbing a small bottle from his pocket, he holds it up and gives me a wink. I laugh and shake my head.
“Did you seriously have a bottle of lube in your pants the whole time?”
He laughs and holds it over his dick, squeezing out a generous amount before gripping his shaft and spreading it all over until he’s dripping with it.
“You bet your sweet ass I did.” His face softens as he leans over me and closes the distance between us. “I want to claim every part of you, baby, but I don’t want to do it if you don’t want it. Tell me to stop, and I’ll stop. No questions asked, Evie. I’ll stop as soon as you tell me to, and you won’t disappoint me at all if we don’t do this.”
