That Night, Part 2 (L)

One long flight and a car ride later…

“Wake up, baby.”

“No let me sleep.” I moaned.

“We’re here. Move that little ass of yours or I’ll be spanking you awake.”

Sitting up in record speed, I narrow my eyes at him. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Oh really? You have ten seconds. 10……..9………8…….” Seeing the serious look on his face as he counted had me running out of the car squealing.

When he came in he laughed at me, which ticked me off even more. “Only you could piss your wife off on your wedding night. You’re making me crazy and not in a good, sexy way.”

“Don’t worry, there will be plenty of time for that,” came Gabe’s cocky reply. “Let’s make the most of it.” He picked me up bridal style and crosses the threshold, heading straight for the bedroom.

I look around to see a romantically decorated room. These are the small things he does that make me fall in love with him even more.

“I wanted it to be special,” he said sheepishly.

“I know you did, baby, but with you here it’s already perfect. I love you.” Then I had to laugh. “Don’t we sound cheesy?”

Gabe took a seat on the bed and pulled me onto his lap. Looking into my eyes, he said, “I know how hard this is for you. We’ll take things slow, no pressure.”

I nodded weakly, too terrified to utter a word.

Turning me around to straddle him, he slowly rubbed his hands up and down my back, sending tremors through me. Then, suddenly, he flipped me onto my back and hovered above me.

I lay their staring at him with eyes as wide as saucers. A mischevious smirk flirted with his lips as he asked, “Do you trust me?” I nodded, and he smiled then removed his tie. He dangled it and a blindfold before my eyes.

He then proceeded to tie me securely to the bed and blindfold me. I started hyperventilating, since I couldn’t see where he was or what he would be doing next.

Without warning, I heard a sharp tearing sound, and the cold air touch my skin. “Did you just rip my dress?”

Instead of an answer, I felt his lip start kissing my neck. Once he nibbled on the sweet spot right under my ear, I forgot about the dress.

“Mmmmm, this bridal lingerie is sexy, babe, but it has to go.”

He unhooked my bra and immediately started laving my breasts with attention. His teeth nipped at my nipple before he sucked the whole thing into his mouth.

“Fuck!” I arched my back and pulled against the restraints in vain.

He groaned in appreciation, the vibrations going straight through my nipple. “You like that?”

A moan was my only answer as he continued biting and suckling my nipples and massaging my flesh. After he’d had his fill, I felt his hand slowly creep down to my panties. Sneaking a finger past the edge at my crotch, he dipped it into my dripping pussy. His slow pumping of it into and out of me had me arching and grinding my hips. He then pressed his thumb against my clit as he slipped another digit inside and continued finger-fucking me.

Gabe made his painstaking way down my stomach with his lips. After long minutes at my navel, his tongue danced further south and I began to squirm. There is no way he’s going to do what I think he’s going to do.

Yet that was exactly his plan. When I felt his warm breath on my thighs, I clamped them shut. That was a mistake.

Growling, he bit my thighs before spreading them and throwing them onto his shoulders. “Mmmmmm, my own personal wedding feast.” Those were the last words out of him for a while as his tongue went to work on my clit.

“Aghhh, fuck, mmm.” My thoughts, my words were incoherent. Gabe kept moaning in appreciation of my reactions, making vibrations on my clit that intensified the pleasure. I writhed and screamed in pleasure under his masterful tongue.

As he continued sucking and licking my clit, he reinserted two fingers and made a come-here motion with them. They hit a spot that sent me over the edge, drowning me in orgasmic bliss.

He sat back on his haunches then, grinning with satisfaction as my juices ran down his chin. Climbing back up my body, he kissed my facial lips as he had the lower set.

I tasted myself on him. Mmmm. I supose I would have found that gross if it wasn’t from his lips and tongue.

He continued to trail kisses down my jaw and neck. Reaching my breasts, he stopped to again shower them with attention.

Just then I felt a terrible pain originating from between my legs. I gasped and shouted, begging him not to move. We lay still as silent tears stream down my face.

“You feel so good, baby,” Gabe tried to reassure me. He knew we just had to get through this part.

The pain gradually dissapated, replaced with pleasure. Gabe finally started moving, doubling the sensations. I could feel every ridge and vein rubbing against my walls.

I started moving with him and he sped up gradually until we both exploded.

“Fuck, baby,  that was awesome,” groaned Gabe, collapsing on top of me. He remained inside of me. So I, being cheeky, contracted my muscles and felt him start hardening again.

“Time for round two,” he whispered, “with you on top.”