Page 108 of Indigo

He doesn’t give me time to come down. Before I can take a breath, he’s on top of me, the garter he carelessly tosses away earlier in his hands. “Now, now, Mrs Shepard. You’re going to have to be quiet, unless, of course, youwanteveryone out there to know exactly what we’re doing.”

I hum, my body still tingling with delicious waves of pleasure.

Clicking his tongue, he raises my hands above my head and ties the lacy material around and around until he’s satisfied that I can’t escape from the make-shift handcuffs. “I don’t know if I can trust you to keep that pretty little mouth shut while I fuck my new wife.”

I grin up at him, loving the teasing tone in his voice.

Sliding his hands down my body, he leans in and places a kiss between my breasts before standing, undoing his pants hurriedly, and only dropping them enough to free himself from them. “Maybe I’ll have to find something to keep you quiet,” he says, a devilish grin on his face.

He reaches for the top drawer of my bedside table and rummages around for a moment, pulling out a pair of panties. Just as he goes to shut it, his eyes catch something, and his face lights up. “What do we have here?”

Reaching back into the drawer, he pulls out the unused clit stimulator Paisley gave me on my hen’s day.

I assumed at first it was a joke, but she didn’t leave out any details when explaining to me how hers worked and how amazing it was when used at the right time.

With a push of a button, the toy lights up in Pax’s hand and begins buzzing, the suction mode in full swing. “Oh, I like this.”

Tossing the panties next to me on the bed, he takes his cock in his hand and pumps it up and down, his eyes never leaving mine as he spreads pre cum all over the tip. “Legs up.”

Immediately, raise my feet so that the heels of my shoes are balancing on the edge of the mattress next to my ass, and he slides inside me with one slow thrust. The grunt that leaves his mouth as he bottoms out causes my body to involuntarily clench around him, drawing another from him.

He sets his pace and carefully places the suction to my clit. My back arches as the toy makes contact, and begins to suck, the feeling so overwhelming that I close my eyes and grit my teeth to stop from crying out.

“Good girl,” he praises as I try to keep myself under control, still continuing to fuck me with pro-like precision, hitting my g-spot over and over until my legs shake against his sides.

“There you go, Blue. I can feel it. Let it go, come for me, baby. I’m right there with you.”

I shake my head, turning it from one side to the other, not wanting to let go of this feeling as he works with the toy to bring me closer and closer to my second orgasm.

“Don’t fight it,” he says, pressing another button that increases the suction, and has me coming within seconds.

“Yesss,” he hisses, tossing the toy to the side as I scream, unable to stop myself this time.

Coming down on top of me, he braces himself with one arm next to my head, and covers my mouth with the other, forgetting all about the pair of panties beside us that he clearly wanted to shove into my mouth. His movements become erratic, and the noises coming from deep within his chest as he fucks me through my orgasm can only be described as animalistic.

“Good. Fucking. Girl.”

My eyes roll into the back of my head, the pleasure and his praise too much. Releasing my mouth, he stands back up, presses both my legs to my chest, and throws his head back in ecstasy as he, too, finds his release. “Fuuuuuck.”

His jaw clenches, the muscles tick over and over as he continues to thrust inside of me, filling me up, marking me for the first time as his wife.

He grins down at me as we pant in unison and reaches for the garter he wrapped around my wrists earlier.

“You know,” he gets out in between breaths as he finishes untangling me and lowers himself on top of me. “That could have been it.”

I huff out a laugh and stroke his back gently. “I doubt it’ll happen the first time we try, sweetie.”

I stopped taking the pill three months ago, and we both agreed to wait until after the wedding to start trying for a baby. He’s well aware that the likelihood of us getting pregnant the first month is slim, but his comment has something stirring in my chest.

Imagine…

-EPILOGUE-

INDIGO

TWO YEARS LATER

“I WON'T BE LONG,” I SAY,standing on my toes to kiss Pax’s cheek as we reach Mum’s bench.

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