Page 6 of The Cost of a Bride

As I pullinto my driveway, I feel like the king of the world, and no, I’m not Leonardo DiCaprio or one of those rich pricks with a Ferrari from the mansion I just drove away from either. I’m just the guy this spectacular beauty said yes to. I’m the guy about to claim her as his forever.

It didn’t take a Ferrari or a Porsche or a Rolls Royce either. All it took was something about me to get her to say yes.

I’m entranced by her beauty as she steps out of the car and I lead her up the steps to my house. Sure, it’s not the mansion we just came from, but something about the look on her face tells me that she’s okay with that. And I’mmorethan okay with her.

Just look at those legs, those hips, those curves, the way she sways when she walks and causes every male impulse in me to go crazy. I’ve never been so turned on in my entire life. Nowthisis what a guy should be feeling when he’s picking up a girl. Not that fake, performative crap I’ve been doing while I’m out at the bars with the boys.

“Come on in.” I smile, opening the door for “Sapphire.” She’s still making my mouth water as she looks like a perfectly wrapped candy in front of me. She smiles, causing me to think of all the terrible things I’d love to do with her perfect lips, then passes in front of me and steps inside.

Yet again, her scent fills my nostrils. This time, I take a deep breath and force the smell to imbed itself in my lungs. If only I could have her scent follow me around all day. Then I’d be a happy man. A happy man with nothing butheron my mind, unable to get anything else done

She looks like a fucking meal prepared by the gods as she steps into my house. It’s like her entire presence takes over and bathes the entire structure in her wonder. I could donate everything I have here and keep just her and the couch and be more than happy. She would be like a piece of art – a sculpture created by a master artist designed to show off the glory of the female form.

My cock is absolutely pulsing with lust and desire beneath my pants as I watch her move. This is what true desire feels like. I thought that after Cheryl left me for Barry that I wouldn’t want a woman for alongtime, and eight months is a pretty long time for most men, but this girl has kickstarted my libido like gasoline being thrown on the ashes of a fire.

I may be thirty-five, but I feel like a teenager again. Every impulse in me is screaming to tear her lingerie off and devour her. I want to spread apart her legs and slide my tongue up her slit and taste her while she screams my name in ecstasy. I want to drive every inch of my manhood inside her and watch as I claim her for the very first time.

And it’s not just her physical beauty that’s doing this to me either. It’s something more. There’s something buried deep inside this woman that’s causing me to go wild. Something unspoken that’s hitting me hard, and I don’t know if I could even explain to the guys if I they were to ask me. But it’s there.

She turns around to face me, and although she was filled with fire and confidence back at the mansion, I see a slight glimpse of hesitation in her eyes now. She’s nervous, which makes sense, this being her first time and all.

My arms and legs move on their own volition. I slide right in and grasp her waist and pull her to me so our bodies are pressing together. The feeling of her hips is wonderful, delicious even, and has me feeling suddenly animalistic. I can see that something about us touching has her slightly more relaxed too, as there’s a change in her eyes.

“I can’t get over how gorgeous you are,” I tell her, grinding my manhood between her firm yet juicy thighs. I pull her tighter and can feel the flesh from her young, perky tits pressing against my chest. Christ, she’s absolutely perfect.

My pulse kicks up another level like I’ve just been running on a treadmill.

I slide my hands down her back and cup her firm ass, thinking about every man back at the party wishing he was able to have a grip on her like this while they just sat and watched her dance. Just like my buddies are content to sit and watch me run silly pickup lines on girls at the bar.

“Russell,” Sapphire says softly. “Are you sure you want this?”

Her question is so absurd I’m almost not sure I heard her right. “Excuse me?”

“I mean…I’ve never actually gone all the way before,” she says. “And you paid a lot of money for me. What if I let you down? Disappoint you?”

“Nonsense,” I laugh, running one of my hands up her stomach and taking hold of her breast. “Look at you, gorgeous. How could you ever disappoint me?”

She looks down, hiding her eyes. “I just–”

But I lift her chin and force her to look at me. “And don’t you worry. I’ll doallthe work, okay?”

This seems to please her some, and a slight smile forms on those perfect lips of hers. That does it. I can’t take it anymore. I lean in and kiss her and it’s like my entire body comes alive again from hibernation. It’s like touching magic. Christ, I need to be inside her so badly. I didn’t realize it until this moment, but every second since I saw her back at the mansion has been a massive buildup – a monumental tease – and I just can’t take it any longer.

With a growl, I snatch her into my arms and mount the stairs to the second floor. She squeals and clutches on to me in a way that makes me feel like she’s been mine forever and this is just a little game we’ve played many times before. Her hair spills over my shoulders as she hangs on, and I smile at how little she weighs as I take the turn into my bedroom.

“Here we go, baby,” I say as I set her down on her back beneath me on my bed. She lets her legs spread comfortably and bites her lip as she looks up at me. She’s not as nervous as she was when she first got here. On top of that, I can see the dark, moist spot on her panties indicating her arousal. God, if only I had a picture of this. “You are so goddamn sexy, baby.”

I lean down and grab her panties and pull them off, exposing her beautiful pink pussy, completely bare and shining with her wetness.

“You’re a virgin and you shave?”

“Laser,” she replies, instantly blushing. “I go with my bestie Alyssa. She has two-for-one coupons, and I just…I dunno. I like it.”

I tug at my belt and let my pants fall to the floor. “So do I.” I nod, pulling my cock from my briefs. Sapphire’s eyes go wide at the sight of it.

“Oh my God, Russell…” she whispers. “I don’t know if I can–”

“You can take it, gorgeous,” I assure her as I lean down on top of her and position myself. The tip of my cock presses against her dripping lips, and that’s just enough to give me a taste of what’s in store when I enter her.

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