I whimper.
“Colm, it’s your award cer—”
“Yeah well if it takes longer than twenty minutes, I might just be carrying you out of there over my goddamn shoulder, or I won’t be responsible for my public actions.”
I gasp, panting, my whole body trembling as his thick cock and his maddening fingers push me right to the knife’s edge.
“Fuck, I can feel you getting so fucking wet for me, Abby. You wanna come for me? You wanna come all over this big cock and make me fill this pretty pussy with my hot cum?”
“I-I…” I cry out, panting, clawing at the glass.
“You wanna come for me, angel?”
I moan, turning, gripping his hair tight as I yank him to me. And when our lips crush together, I manage to breath out two, perfect words.
“I do.”
And with Colm? With the man of my dreams? With my husband?
…It’s been “I do” since the first time I said them. And it’ll be “I do” forever after.
The words breathe between us, our bodies slam together, our breaths catch, and suddenly, we explode. Colm groans into my lips, and when he drives balls-deep inside of my tight, eager pussy, I feel him swell up. And then I feel him just let go.
I gasp as the hot, thick jets of his cum spill into me—rope after sticky rope filling me over and over as I go screaming over the edge after him. I cry out as my own climax thunders through me—the sweet, gorgeous agony of my orgasm exploding through me like fire as I cling to him, moaning into his lips. My head spins, my body trembles, my heart leaps into my mouth, and I kiss him with everything I am, and everything I have.
“Damn, baby girl,” he finally groans quietly. I giggle, still reeling and still gasping for air as I cling to him, keeping him right where he is so deep inside of me.
“Damn yourself, Mr. Jennings,” I purr. “Now should we get to your award gala?”
He grumbles. “Do we have to?”
“No, I think we should keep the Vice President of the United States waiting another forty-five minutes, don’t you?”
Colm’s cock instantly hardens to full thickness inside of me, and I giggle, kissing him madly.
“You are seriously insatiable, you know,” I murmur into his lips.
“With you?” He growls. “Always.”
“C’mon, big hero,” I grin, gasping as I pull away from him. “Let’s go get your big award.”
Colm grumbles, but he stops me just long enough to slide my panties back up my legs and pull them tight across my pussy. I blush, and when I feel his finger stroke across my seam through the lace, and feel my panties instantly start to soak through, I blush even deeper.
“Keep me right there, baby girl,” he growls into my ear. “Now let’s go do this dumb thing so I can give you some more.”
“You promise? I whisper heatedly.
“Always.”
We step out into the cooler air, our faces still bright red from the heat and steamy breath of the car. I glance at him, and roll my eyes, blushing furiously.
“We look…”
“Like we both just got lucky?”
I groan, feeling the heat creep up my cheeks.
“Um, yeah.”
Colm just shrugs though. “Well…”
He grins, pulling me close.
“That’s cause we are, love.”
I melt into him, his lips brushing mine as he kisses me softly.
Lucky, brave, strong, lost, and then found.
But most importantly, in love. And with that, let me tell you, nothing in this world can touch us.
The End