Page 130 of River
“No. I stopped as we agreed.”
“Good.” Noah’s breathing was shallow. “Here’s what’s going to happen,” he whispered. “We’ll consummate our marriage right now, and I’ll cum inside you. When we go back down you’ll be partying without your panties because that little thong I just ripped will be in my pocket. I’m going to dance with you, my bride, knowing that my babymakers are inside you trying to create our first child. Do you have any idea how hot that is?” Noah was moving in and out of me while speaking.
My eyes were half lidded as I admired my sexy husband and tried not to moan too loud while the desk was making rocking sounds.
“Fuck, you feel good, River.” Noah pumped in and out of me at high speed before he groaned and turned me around. Above the desk hung a mirror, making it possible for me to see how my now husband lifted my wedding dress and took me from behind.
Our eyes met in the mirror before Noah bit his lower lip and let his eyes travel down to my cleavage, which was revealed with the way I stood leaning forward.
I’d never felt more sexy or desired.
“More, yeess, harder.” I loved his rough pounding of me and felt my insides start to cramp from the violent attack of pleasure. “Oh, Noah, yeeess.”
When his breathing turned into loud panting and his eyes closed with a grimace, I let go myself, heat spreading in my body and my sounds telling him of my orgasm.
Noah roared out and after a last sprint, he pushed all the way inside me and held on to my hips as he growled low. I smiled, knowing that he was filling me up.
We hadn’t used a condom for months now since I was on the pill, but we were in full agreement that from today our lovemaking would be unprotected. If it resulted in a baby it would be a wanted and loved child.
Noah kept inside me but opened his eyes. “You okay?”
“Yes. My legs are jelly though.”
Leaning over me, Noah reached for a tissue box on the table. “I’m sorry if I was a bit rough.”
“Don’t be. I loved every minute of it, and I’m so happy I married you.”
“Yeah?” With a smile, Noah pulled out of me and cleaned himself with a tissue. When I reached for a tissue myself, he took it from me. “Don’t move. Stay just like that.”
I waited until his trousers were back in place and then he did something unexpected. Squatting down behind me, he spread my cheeks.
“What are you doing?” I asked and put my hand back to shield his view.
He moved my hand and kissed my right cheek. “Can I take a picture of my semen running out of you?”
“Nooo.” I laughed.
“Please?”
“No, Noah. That’s weird.”
“Is it weird that I think it’s sexy to see a part of me inside you?”
“Maybe some other time, but right now we have a party to get back to.”
I could feel Noah dry my inner thighs with the tissue and then he stood back up and pressed it to my swollen vagina. “Okay, but later I’m making slow and thorough love to you.”
I turned around and felt my dress fall back down to my ankles. “I’ll look forward to it, but I really wouldn’t mind some more of the roughness.”
“You mean that?” Noah’s eyes widened as he cupped my face. “And I can’t believe how far you’ve come from the frightened girl I met in Bali.”
“A lot has changed since then.”
“I’m so happy you took a chance on me, butterfly.”
“And I’m so happy you were patient with me and that you forgave me for running away.”
“Why do you think I wanted to marry you so fast? Losing you once was hard enough; I don’t want to ever go through that again. Hearing you commit today in front of everyone was healing for my fear that you could disappear on me at any time.”
