Page 71 of Trace's Passion
She moaned as he kissed her and put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
He kissed down her neck and into the cleavage that was teasing and tempting him from the start, making her put her head back, lifting her breasts higher.
He cupped one of them, loving the fabric barrier but also hating it.
“I want nothing more than to suck on these cherry nipples, but we don’t have a lot of time. Are you ready for me? I have been aching for you since you walked down the aisle to me and said ‘I Do’”
She nodded, “Seeing you in your suit? Instantly wet. And knowing I’m your wife now? I am so ready.”
He lifted her in his arms, and he juggled her for a minute as he lifted her dress out of the way and pulled his hard cock from his pants.
Then he pulled her panties to the side and thrust into her hard.
She let out a squeak and then a moan as she settled onto him.
He stayed still, just letting his cock sit inside her warmth.
“You feel so good Trace. So good.” She moaned as he pulled out to just the tip and then plunged back in.
He had to bite his lip at how good it felt being inside her, surrounded by her.
He started kissing her as he lazily thrust in and out.
She kissed him back, her fingers buried in his hair and keeping him close to her.
“I love you husband.” She said against his lips, and it made his blood heat to an inferno hearing that word on her lips.
“I love you too wife.”
She moaned as he picked up the pace, thrusting into her faster, needing her to climax on him, around him.
He pumped his hips, making her cry out and bury her face in his shoulder.
“It feels so good. Deeper. Harder.” She moaned and he obliged her, lifting her off the door to hold her in his arms and fuck into her harder and faster.
Her sheath started to clench around him, and he went even faster, knowing his climax was imminent and that he needed her to come first.
And then she did. Coming on his cock with a cry and he poured everything he had into her waiting womb. Hoping against hope it would take.
She lay her head on his shoulder and he kissed her where he could.
“Well, that was different.” She laughed as he spoke and when he put her down after pulling out of her, she let out a tiny sound of sadness.
He kissed her quickly and put her panties back in place, “I want my cum running out of you. Knowing that I put it there after I made you my wife in name as well is a huge turn on for me.”
She squirmed with delight, “I love that you are such a caveman. That you want everyone to know I’m only yours.”
He nodded, “Damn right you are mine.”
She leaned up and kissed him, “I love you. We need to get back.”
He pouted a little, but tucked himself back into his pants and said, “You did want cake.”
She laughed and then checked her reflection, “Well, my hair held up, but I look freshly fucked.”
He almost choked and then laughed, “You sure do.”
Then he kissed her again and led her from the room.
The rest of the evening was spent at her side.
They cut the cake and gently fed it to each other. He didn’t want to ruin her dress and she wanted to eat it.
They threw the garter and bouquet and Kian caught the garter with a fierce expression on his face and surprise of surprises, Karalee caught the bouquet.
She was shocked and then went beet red when she saw the look on Kian’s face.
Trace could see the claiming there as bright as day.
They left after kissing their families goodbye, ready to start their lives together.
