Her hand moves from my backside, cradling the back of my head as she holds me closer to her. My heart aches, knowing she feels the same way as me. She loves me too; she wants me too; she tied herself to me without a second of remorse.
I feel so much love for the woman underneath me, I’m not even sure how to express it.
“Right there,” she moans and I pick up my pace slightly, rubbing my pelvis against her clit faster.
Her moans ring out around me as her cunt grips me tightly, and she falls apart. Penny holds me tightly against her with her hands and her thighs as I fuck her through her orgasm.
I pant as my body meets hers and I reach my release, spilling my cum inside of her. We lay like that for a long moment, her cunt keeping my cock warm as I pull back and look at her face.
Nothing has ever felt like this—ever.
I think for the first time in my thirty-six years of life I finally made love to someone, and she just so happens to be my new bride.
“No regrets?”
“Not a single one,” she whispers, cradling my face in her hands.
It might as well be my heart, because she has the power to destroy me like no one else ever has.
I hold my weight on her, still not pulling out and twirling a piece of her hair in my finger.
“We can wait to tell our families, but I’d like it if you moved in with me.”
“Moving a floor down seems like a downgrade,” she jokes. “I want to tell them. I don’t want you to feel like a secret, Lincoln. I’m tired of secrets.”
I lean down and kiss her softly.
“Or we could buy a house, move somewhere else, whatever you want.”
“Would you mow the lawn?” she asks with a smile.
“Don’t get fucking crazy now.”
Her thumbs graze my cheeks, and she searches my eyes. “You’re my husband.”
I grin down, finally pulling out and willing my dick to harden again so I can fuck my wife another time tonight. In the meantime, I kiss down her body, with her hand in my hair as I put my mouth on my wife, wanting another orgasm out of her on our wedding night.
It’sthe last day of the trip and we have a team building excursion that was booked. Even though I’d much rather have stayed at the hotel with Penny all day.
While the bulldozer company experience was a great add on by Penny and working heavy machinery is funner then I imagined, I’m ready to have her to myself again.
There was no regrets in the morning, just my pretty wife stealing the majority of the sheets and telling me to fuck off when I tried to wake her up.
Life is good.
Half the team seems to be a little hung-over while the other half are enjoying the event that Penny set up. It’s fitting being in the field that we’re in, though most of us sit behind desks all day.
With brunch already out of the way, we finish up our team building exercise and it’s time to tell everyone to fuck off and I’ll see them in the hotel lobby tomorrow morning to head home.
I look down at my watch, and Penny glances over at me skeptically. “What do you have up your sleeve?”
The rest of the employees take a van back to the hotel while we wait in the parking lot.
“You’ll see.”
The white Ford Mustang convertible and another vehicle pull up into the lot. The young man smiling as he opens the front door and greets me.
“Mr. Carlson?” I nod, and he hands me the keys as he jumps into the car that was following him.
