Page 64 of Take A Chance

With that, I raised my glass in a toast, feeling incredibly grateful for everything in my life at that moment. Everyone joined me, touching their glasses and sipping their drinks. My heart was bursting with love, and then Katelyn ran up to us.

“Hey, can we have cake now?” she yelled, and the crowd erupted into laughter.

“You heard the girl! Get the cake!” Blake shouted.

Greta laughed and headed toward the kitchen, motioning for Marta to follow her. Cake was served shortly afterward, and we said goodbye to our guests a bit later. I tossed a bouquet, which was caught by Marta, and Blake whisked me away to the car where Gary drove us to a ritzy hotel. I’d tried to tell Blake it wasn’t necessary, but he insisted on having me to himself and allowing our guests to continue partying and enjoying the night.

As Blake opened the door to our hotel room, I felt a rush of excitement wash over me. We had been waiting for this moment for weeks, and now it was finally here—our honeymoon.

Breathing in a deep breath, I stepped inside, taking in the luxurious surroundings. The room was beautifully decorated with soft, fluffy pillows and a king-sized bed that looked more inviting than any bed I'd ever seen. The curtains were drawn, and soft music played in the background, creating the perfect ambiance.

Blake took my hand and led me toward the bed, where he had arranged a bouquet of my favorite flowers. We both collapsed onto the soft bedding, giggling like schoolchildren as we took in the moment.

As I looked up at him, I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and amazement that this was my husband, my partner for life. We had just exchanged vows in a beautiful ceremony, and now we were here, alone, ready to embark on the next chapter of our lives together.

"I can't believe we're finally here," I said, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Me neither," he replied, grinning from ear to ear. "But I'm so glad we are."

As I glanced up at him, our eyes locked in an intense gaze. The chemistry between us was electric, and I couldn't resist the temptation to lean in and kiss him. I snuggled up closer to him, feeling the warmth of his embrace. It had been a long day, filled with so much love and happiness, and I was grateful to finally have some alone time with my new husband.

Our lips met, and the kiss was slow and sweet at first, but then it deepened, becoming more passionate with each passing moment. Our bodies pressed together, and I could feel his arousal growing against my thigh. His hands roamed over my body, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel the heat building up between us, and I knew I wanted nothing more than to be with him.

Without breaking the kiss, Blake's hand slid up my dress and along my inner thigh, his fingers tracing circles on my skin. My body responded eagerly to his touch, and a moan escaped from my lips. With a playful grin, Blake broke the kiss and pushed me back onto the bed. He hovered over me, his eyes full of desire as he began to trail kisses down my neck.

He pulled away, breathless. "I want you, now," he said, his eyes dark with desire.

I nodded eagerly, ready to give myself to him completely. We were both still fully clothed, but that didn't stop Blake from exploring every inch of me with his fingers. I moaned in pleasure, feeling myself getting wetter by the second. He worked his hands up beneath the layers of my dress and grabbed my panties, sliding them lower over my knees, then pulling them off. My shoes bounced on the floor and he crawled beneath the satin material.

Without warning, he buried his face between my legs. As he reached the apex of my thighs, Blake moved my dress and looked up at me again, searching for permission. I nodded eagerly, and he began to tease me with his tongue. I gasped in ecstasy as he licked and sucked on my clit, making me writhe in pleasure. I moaned loudly as he worked me into a frenzy. He licked and sucked on my clit, making me writhe in pleasure. He was damn good at this, and it didn't take long for me to reach my first orgasm.

I lay there panting but still aching for more, and he slowly slid from the bed, stripping his clothing off. The post-sex relaxation threatened to lull me into sleep, but I forced myself from the bed, reaching for the zipper to get out of the bulky dress. Blake's hands were there, peeling the layers of satin and lace away until his hands cupped my breasts, arms wrapped around me from behind.

"God, you're so incredible," I moaned as he bit down on my shoulders. I stepped out of the dress, expecting to climb back into bed and make love to him, but he turned me toward the couch and pressed my hips against it.

"God, I'm going to love doing this to you every night for the rest of my life." He pushed me forward so I was forced to bend over the back of the couch, his hands gripping onto my hips so tightly I knew there would be bruises later.

His fingers slid between my thighs, brushing across my sensitive folds, and a moan escaped from my lips as he slid a finger deep inside me. I felt his hard dick pressing against the back of my thigh, but his fingers thrusting into me had me panting for more.

"God... make me go again," I begged, gripping the couch cushion.

"Soon," he promised, moving his fingers to my clit and teasing it until I was ready to collapse. "Not yet, though. You know I want to feel your insides first." This was our wedding night, and I could tell he wanted to make it unforgettable for both of us. He thrust his fingers into me harder and faster, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I was in heaven. My legs felt weak, and I clenched around him as a second wave of orgasm built.

Blake slid over me, keeping me bent over forward until I was practically folded in half, giving him unfettered access to my ass. He rubbed my cheeks in his hands, teasing me until I began to beg for more. His fingers traced a path down my cleft, sliding across my hole as he plunged two fingers deep inside me once more. He worked his fingers into me harder than I'd ever been fucked before, causing my body to explode in a series of orgasms that left me crying out and writhing in pleasure.

I cried out as climax unleashed its fury on me, wave after wave of convulsions and erotic pleasure. His fingers drew gasps and pants from my lips, but the screams were muffled by the couch cushion until I was spent and my body was limp, draped over the couch.

"I'm going to take you from behind," he said quietly in my ear, the tone of his voice making my knees weak.

"God, yes," I breathed out shakily, leaning back against him. He pulled himself free of his slacks, letting his naked body pressed against mine as he stood behind me. His cock teased my thighs for a moment. The head of his dick pressed against my entrance, and he thrust in slowly, growling in pure pleasure as he dipped inside me. I bucked against him until he managed to push deep into my already wet pussy. Once he was buried deep inside me, filling me like no one else ever could, we began to move together, finding a rhythm that soon had us both gasping for air. The excitement and anticipation of waiting to do this again came rushing back in an instant as Blake drove deeper into me with every thrust.

His first thrusts seemed slow, but foreplay was no longer needed at that point— all I wanted was the feeling of him inside me that I had been so desperately craving since the moment we got into this hotel room together. He gripped my hips hard and pulled me back onto him with each stroke, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. An orgasm tore through me, racing through my body with such intensity that I thought I would pass out from pleasure.

"Blake," I panted, struggling to find the words to express how intense the orgasm was. "Oh, God, Blake... please..."

My hands gripped the leather seat cushion beneath me so hard that my fingers got sweaty and tired, but it didn't matter. Blake's hips slapped against my rear with each thrust. I pushed back against him, gasping for air as I succumbed to ecstasy. His seed filled me, warming me from the inside out, and he began slowing his thrusts. He glided in and out of me a few more times, then pulled out.

After losing myself in pleasure for several minutes, I found myself staggering forward from the couch where I had been bent over. A wave of dizziness came over me as Blake pulled my body back against him.

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