Page 59 of Four-ever Single

“This room is beautiful,” she said softly, running her fingers lightly over the fabric of the plush white comforter on the bed.

“Nothing is as beautiful as you.”

She grinned her beautiful smile, her eyes lighting up the way I loved when she was truly happy.

I stalked over to her, grabbing her shoes and tossing them to the floor as I pulled her into me. My mouth crashed down over hers, desperate to taste her. She let go of her dress and wrapped her arms around my neck, deepening the kiss.

I lifted her to my hips, grinning when she eagerly wrapped her legs around my waist and locked them behind my back. I walked us the few steps to the bed and laid her down gently as I climbed on top of her and continued making out with my wife.

“I want to freshen up real quick,” she said, pulling away slightly to get her words out while I trailed hungry kisses down her neck.

“Later,” I murmured, more interested in the here and now.

“Jones,” she said with a giggle, shoving at my chest. “I have another surprise, and I promise you’ll like it.”

“But I already love this,” I objected, my hands desperately rubbing over her body.

“We have all night. Give me a few minutes, and I’ll be right back.”

I sighed dramatically and rolled over, letting her up. She crawled across the bed, grabbed the duffle bag from the corner where I’d set all the luggage, and pulled an envelope out.

“Here, these should hold you over until I come back.” She winked and handed it to me.

My heart raced as I sat up, quickly opening it as she slipped inside the bathroom and closed the door. My throat became dry as I stared at the sexy photos Bella had taken in my gear. I had already seen the one she had given me a sneak peek of with the black bodysuit and the turnout pants, but the rest were even racier than I could have imagined.

I flipped through the prints eagerly waiting to see what the next revealed, stopping when I came across one of Bella wearing a red leather corset that pushed her breasts up. The photo was taken at an angle, and I was instantly jealous of whoever it was that was lucky enough to get this shot because Bella’s legs were spread as she looked down at the camera, her waxed pussy on full display in the crotchless panties she was wearing. Thankfully, I knew it had been Kensy and she was probably used to this kind of thing, given she did boudoir photography regularly, but still, I was jealous nonetheless.

The blood rushed past my ears so hard, the whooshing sound almost masking the noise the door made as it opened when Bella stepped out of the bathroom. She was wearing the same lingerie I had just seen in the photo, with the same sexy stilettos. She leaned against the doorframe, making no effort to come over to me as if my dick wasn’t about to explode any second.

“Did you like the photos?” she asked casually, nodding to the stack that had fallen into my lap. “I was going to give them to you last night as a pre-wedding gift, but the girls and I got a little distracted.”

“It’s a good thing you didn’t give them to me last night,” I replied, my voice gruff.

“Why’s that?”

“Because we would have missed the wedding today as I continued to fuck you senseless all night and through the day.” I tossed the photos to the side and got up, crossing the short distance to get to her.

“This fucking outfit, Bella,” I growled, my hands running over the leather.

“You don’t like it?” she asked, pouting her full lip that I wanted to bite.

“I love it, but I would love it even better if my cock were sliding inside that sweet pussy of yours.”

“Well, then, what are you waiting for?” She batted her eyes playfully before wrapping her arms around my neck and bringing her mouth to mine.

I lifted her to my hips and carried her to the bed, groaning against her lips as I felt the warmth between her legs against my body. I gently lowered her to the bed, stripped off my clothes, then climbed up to join her.

“I don’t know how long I can wait to be inside you,” I admitted, sitting up against the headboard.

“I’m wet and ready for you. We don’t need to wait any longer.” She climbed over my lap, positioning herself so her back was against my chest as she gripped my erection and stroked. I gripped her hips and guided her as she lowered herself over my cock.

“Fuuuccckkkk,” I hissed out, holding her steady for a second.

She glanced back at me, dark eyelashes fluttering as her hair fell over her shoulder.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I breathed out, pinching my eyes shut. “I’ve never fucked without a condom before.”

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