Page 23 of Marrying the Underboss

I search his face, wondering if eloping is the best idea. Shouldn’t we have a big wedding? As soon as I think about it, I imagine the wedding I should have had last week. I’m relieved it never happened. It wasn’t me. Most of the people coming were Dad’s business associates and some people I’m friendly with from work.

“Don’t you want to have a wedding?” Even as I ask, the idea of it feels wrong. Who would we even invite to our wedding? My dad? Kane’s parents and my mom are no longer around. No one else matters.

He gives me a look and shakes his head. “I don’t need a wedding, but if you do, we can wait. I’ll give you whatever you want.”

I consider it, but decide the only person I need is Kane. Our wedding is for us, not anyone else. “No, let’s do it today.”

He looks up at me in surprise. “Really? Are you sure?”

I laugh. “I’m sure, if you are.”

“Hell yes I’m sure.”

“Wait, what about the storm? Isn’t everything closed?” I ask, worried mother nature will play a hand in delaying our plans.

He shakes his head. “The power came back on early this morning. It wasn’t as bad as they had predicted.”

Pushing him to his back, I pin him to the bed and raise his hands up over his head. “That’s rather convenient,” I say, giving him a suspicious look.

He raises his hands like he’s been caught by the police. “Hey, I’m only telling you what the powers at be have reported.”

“Put your hands back where you had them,” I tell him in my strictest teacher voice.

“Yes, ma’am,” he smirks.

Kissing down his chest, I run my hand down to his hard shaft and grip it, then slide my hand up and down, watching as precum slides out of the top. When I look back up at Kane, unsure if I’m doing this right, his eyes are hooded, and he’s sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. He’s watching my every move intently. Secure in the fact that he’s into it, I move between his spread legs and dip my head to his cock.

When I slide my tongue across the head of his cock, he moans. I lick the precum, then twirl my tongue around the head before sucking him into my mouth.

“Jesus Christ, Angel,” Kane moans. He combs his fingers through my hair then gathers it at the top of my head. “I’m going to watch you take my cock, then I’m going to fuck you properly.”

I stare at him as I slide him deeper into my mouth, then release him slowly like a cherry popsicle. The look on his face turns me on more than I expect, making my center throb almost painfully. I’m wet and needy. I never knew I could feel this wanton. Kane has changed me. He makes me feel empowered and sexy.

I slide his cock in and out of my mouth, sucking as I release him. I’ve never done this before but can’t wait to do it again. I love it when Kane is in control, but it’s a different high altogether when he submits to me and lets me take the reins, if only for a few moments.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking about, Angel, but don’t stop. God damn, your mouth is like heaven. Nothing compares to your pussy, but your mouth is a close second. Fuuuuck,” he moans as I slow down and suck him further back so that his cock hits the back of my throat, and I swallow him down more.

“Come here, Angel,” He says, holding his hand out for me to take.

Sliding him out of my mouth, I drop a kiss on the head of his cock then move so that I’m straddling his waist.

“Ride me,” He commands.

I slide my pussy over his hard cock once before reaching back and placing him at my center. Slowly, I slide down his cock until I’m fully seated on him, and every inch of him has filled me up.

When I hesitate to move, Kane wraps an arm around my back to steady me and sits up. Running a hand down my face, he stares at me lovingly. “You’re so beautiful, Angel. Let me guide you, show you what to do, okay?”

I nod, and he leans back, putting his hands on my hips. I follow his direction and move when he pulls me forward and pushes me back. Eventually, I find a rhythm that is all my own, and within minutes, I’m close to coming. I arch my back andplace my hand behind me on his thigh, steadying me as we come together in perfect synchrony.

“Yes, fuck, baby. Just like that. You’re going to make me come, Angel.” I move faster, chasing our release. As soon as Kane moves his thumb to my clit I’m coming undone.

When we’ve milked every last ounce of pleasure from our bodies, I collapse against his chest. He slowly trails his fingers up and down my spine, holding me near as we catch our breath. “Thank you for making me feel beautiful,” I murmur.

“Look at me.” I cross my arms flat over his chest, resting my chin on them to look. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. It blows my mind anyone could make you feel less than, but I’ll be here to always remind you when you need it. You’re fucking gorgeous, Love. I’m definitely marrying up.”

I drop a kiss on his chest and then hug him close. He gets so many brownie points for that one.

We didn’t endup getting married until the next day. Even though the storm had passed and power was back on, the courthouse was still closed. It gave me time to go into town and find a dress. Even though we aren’t having a big wedding, I wanted to feel extra beautiful for our special day.

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