Deuce held my hand up and showed off our wedding rings as we walked back down the aisle and headed several feet away to where an area had been set up for our wedding reception. There was a makeshift dance floor and several banquet tables with Scabiosa Pods, eucalyptus, and dahlias, which were some of the same flowers in my bouquet.
A large canopy had been erected around the reception area, just in case it rained and to protect the food. The deejay playedmusic as we walked up to the reception area, and everyone followed behind us, dancing to the music.
“Nothing could be more perfect than this, baby. Although we had a rocky road getting to our happily ever after, I believe that it has built us stronger and better. Most people don’t get lucky to find the love of their life, but we have both been blessed to find love twice. We not only found love, but we found our soulmates.”
“I think everything happened as it was meant to, Deuce. I had the issues that I had with Ethan, and you couldn’t celebrate your love openly with Lena. But now, neither of us have anything to fear. We have an entire future to love each other with our baby on the way. It’s just looking up from here, sweetheart.”
“I love you, Mrs. Fullwood.”
“And I love you, my husband, Mr. Fullwood.”
He kissed me as we danced slowly underneath the soft, twinkling fairy lights that were strung around the canopy. Our family and friends chatted, ate, laughed, and danced all around us. But Deuce and I were lost in a world of our own making.
“Look at you.You’re so beautiful, Sevyn. I never thought that you could be more beautiful than the day you opened your eyes to look at me for the first time. But then you took your first steps without a cane, and I knew that was your most beautiful day. Then you announced that you were pregnant, and I knew that was the day that you had reached the pinnacle of beauty. Then I walked down the aisle to you today, and now . . .”
“Are you about to start crying on me again, Mr. Fullwood?” I teased.
“You don’t know what you do to my heart, woman. Just when I thought my life was over, and I was getting too old for secondchances, you came along. You are my everything, Sevyn Aurora Fullwood.”
“And you’re my earth, Deuce Fullwood. You keep me grounded. You’re my sky. You allow me to soar.”
He dragged his hands down my arms and up again as he tugged gently at the spaghetti straps of my white lace and silk chemise. I inhaled deeply as he took his first look at me as his wife. I knew that my body hadn’t changed just because we were married, but I felt different.
Slowly, he dragged my chemise down until he was able to work it over my belly bump, my hips, and then down to the floor. I stepped out of it as Deuce kissed my face, lips, shoulders, and breasts. He took time to pay special attention to the most sensitive and easily aroused part of me, my nipples.
With loving hands, he caressed them and tweaked them, and with gentle lips, he sucked them and licked them. There was nothing rough or aggressive about his lovemaking tonight. He took his time familiarizing himself with my body again, as though we had been apart for a while.
When he kneeled before me, it wasn’t for oral sex purposes, but to whisper something to our son who was growing in my womb. His eyes held a reverential look in them as he looked at me before he spoke to our baby. He rested his head on my stomach for a moment as he closed his eyes. I could see his lips moving, but I heard no sound. I knew that he was praying over our son and quite possibly me. My husband was a spiritual man, and I appreciated that about him. If he weren’t, he probably would never have come into my life.
Deuce opened his eyes, and gone was the reverential look that had been there before. His lids were heavy with lust, and those chocolate eyes had taken on that dark tone they often did when he wanted to devour me. But he spread my legs aparttenderly and slid his hands up my thighs, lightly massaging them as he went.
By the time he pressed his nose into me, my body was hot with desire, needing to feel some part of him inside of me so that I would be complete. The first swipe of his tongue forced a cry from my lips that I didn’t know was waiting.
The way that he swirled his tongue around my clitoris, while his fingers scissored inside me, was enough to make me cum, but I refused to. If he was going to be gentle with me, then I wasn’t going to rush him. Deuce did everything painstakingly slow, as if this were his first encounter with me.
“My wife,” he stated, pressing a kiss to the outer flesh of my lower lips. “My strength. My lover. My child’s mother.” With each profession, he took another swipe of me, and my legs spread further encompassing him.
“Deuce,” I whispered, grabbing his head and pressing him deeper into me. “I want to take you while you take me.”
He pulled back, lifted me, and laid me on the bed. We positioned ourselves so that he could consume me while I took him to the back of my throat. Deuce gripped and massaged my ankles while he ate me out, and my hands balanced themselves on his hips as he gyrated inside of my mouth.
I knew we were both about to cum because of how our bodies grew taut at once, but he pulled himself out of my mouth and rolled onto his back. I pushed up on my elbows and looked down at him as he breathed deeply with his arm over his forehead.
“Are you all right?”
“Yeah. Just trying to regulate this old man’s breathing,” he stated with a teasing wink before he bounced up like a boy half his age and hovered over me. He lowered his head and kissed me slowly and sweetly.
“Think anyone’s gonna come looking for us since we left the reception early?” I asked.
“Not likely. I have the ‘do not disturb’ sign on the door. They know what’s up. Now, I don’t want to talk about them. I want to talk about what we’ve got going on, Mrs. Fullwood.”
I giggled as I pressed my lips against his while he smoothly slid inside of me. “You like saying that, don’t you?” I asked against his lips.
“Yeah. I love saying that. Just like you love feeling this,” he replied in a low growl as his dick contracted inside of me.
“Mm. I do.”
“I know you do. You like the way that I fill you up and barely leave room to breathe, beautiful?”
