Gabe felt a growl deep in his throat. Her continual need to keep this light made it difficult to get a straight answer. "There's absolutely nothing silly about what I plan to do to you as soon as we're alone, baby girl. You should get that through your head right now. Let's just call this me being a gentleman one last time." He reached forward and grabbed one of her nipples through the thin dress she wore with no damned bra underneath. A fact that taunted him through their entire 'wedding'.
With enough pressure applied for her to realize he meant business, her mouth formed the perfect little O and he imagined spreading that circle wider with his cock.
"Thank God you're not as innocent as a typical virgin because I'm going to ruin you, baby," he warned. "By the time we're done here, you're going to be a dirty little ex-virgin who begs for my cock."
Her short gasp at his words wrapped around his dick and squeezed. He had her and damn well knew it.
Although, he already knew now they were never going to be done. Maybe if he hadn't taken the time to sample her pussy before the ceremony he'd still be able to think straight. As it was, he simply couldn't stop this runaway train. There were simply not enough good intentions in the world to stop him from claiming what belonged to him now. Tonight he'd settle for possessing her body, but soon it would be everything else.
Especially her heart.
She mistakenly thought she could guard it from him by hiding behind little quips and excuses. He couldn't wait to show her otherwise.
"Let's go. Show me what you've got, sweet wife of mine."
Wordlessly, Nina climbed from the car and walked up to her front door with him right behind her admiring the view the whole way. She had a sweet, curved ass that made a man want to take a bite out of it.
He bit back a groan. What were the odds he could make her first time as memorable as possible if he couldn't get his thoughts under control? Every step she took, every word she spoke, made him so hard he wanted to explode.
Nina made quick work of the lock and he barely got a hold of her before she sprinted through the door. "Hold on. Let's make this official shall we?" He scooped her into his arms and carried her over the threshold. Old-fashioned? Probably. Necessary? Fuck yes.
Although now that he had her completely in his arms he didn't want to put her down. Since he'd been to her place many times and it was approximately the size of his living room, he knew his way around. He carried her in the direction of the bedroom.
"For someone with a potty mouth and a need for total control, you sure seem to have a romantic streak as well," she said, the humor barely restrained in her voice.
"Control and a man who speaks whatever is on his mind doesn't preclude his desire to take care of you. That's equally, if not more important than everything else." He entered her small bedroom and swung her to her feet. "Where is it?"
"Safe inside the big wardrobe in the corner." She pointed in the opposite direction she walked as she disappeared into the bathroom. "Oh and the combo is 0968746 to unlock it," she yelled through the open doorway.
Unable to curb his curiosity any longer, he crossed to the floor-to-ceiling cabinet and opened it up.
Holy shit.
The safe, as she put it, was the size of a refrigerator. Surely, that wasn't all toys. He entered the code and pulled the heavy door open. What he found blew his mind. Her collection rivaled his in sheer number, with a somewhat different kind of variety than his playroom toys offered.
He pulled out one of the velvet-lined drawers and examined the size, shape and sheer number of vibrators he found there. Where he had tools designed for a Dominant to give both pain and pleasure as necessary, hers were all about her pleasure.
Damn.
Moving on, he opened another to find an array of butt plugs also available in every size from small to large. Good God, he'd hit the mother lode with this one. As an ass man, he deemed this drawer would definitely be his favorite.
The final drawer however, contained items he had not expected. Nestled among the black velvet that lined the entire space were some implements that he was very well versed in. First, he picked up the white leather paddle. He smacked it across his hand and smiled at the stiff unbending feel of it.
This one had yet to be broken in. Perfect.
The other item that caught his eye was the black chained nipple clamps with tightening screws. Apparently, she had picked up more interests from her visits at Purgatory than she had let on.
He gathered half a dozen items, including the paddle and clamps, and placed them on the edge of the bed just as Nina emerged from her bathroom that also housed her closet.
She'd changed from the more formal lace dress and strappy heels she'd worn to the courthouse to a casual light blue sundress with pink flowers, a slim fitting denim jacket and her favorite well-worn cowboy boots that rarely left her feet.
"I think you're a little overdressed."
"For what?" she asked.
He turned and pointed to the stash he'd laid out on her bed.
The pink blush that colored her neck and face made him smile. They were her toys so it made no sense they would embarrass her now.