Loved Forever - Tattooed Brides

“I don’t like it,” she whispers.

“Like what? Me touching you?” I ask, confused.

“No not that. I don’t like all the attention on me, my body. I’m not… I don’t like…” she tries but I cut her off.

“I don’t know what you were going to say, Abigail but I am going to stop you right there. You are fucking gorgeous. It’s a fucking privilege to see you like this. Any man who has made you feel less than perfect should be shot,” I declare.

“There have been no other men,” she says softly.

“What?” I groan trying to wrap my head around what she’s saying. It’s illogical to think that someone as beautiful as she is hasn’t been worshipped before. Very deliberately, I grip my dick and run it through her wet folds.

“No men. Just you,” she moans, her eyes rolling back into her head. I stop moving.

“Look at me, Abigail. Look at me while I take you. You’ll never want another man,” I vow through gritted teeth. Her eyes focus on mine and something shifts inside of me. There is so much behind those eyes. Love, admiration, trepidation, and something I can’t put my finger on. Leaning down, I kiss her again.

“Isaac, please. I need more. I need you,” she says, wrapping her legs around my waist.

“You have me, baby. You have me forever,” I tell her, slowly sliding my dick into her. She gasps as I break through her cherry. I pause, letting her adjust to me, to the fullness.

Fuck, she is so damn tight, I never want to leave.

“Oh, God,” she moans, moving her hips. Her clit rubs against me as she does so causing me to groan. I pull all the way out of her. Looking down, I see her blood on my dick and I get impossibly harder. “So good.”

“Fuck yes,” I reply as I lower my torso down over her. Reaching for her hands, I entwine our fingers and hold onto her as I fuck into her over and over and over until she screams my name. Her pussy clenches and unclenches around my dick. Fuck, I need her to come before I do.

“I am coming,” she cries out loudly. Thank fuck because I can’t hold back any longer. I fill her pussy with my seed and don’t two give fucks about the consequences of my actions. Perhaps I should know better, but I’ll take any reason to make her mine.

Filling her belly with my baby seems like a good place to start.

Four

Abby

Twice more in the night, he took me to heights I didn’t know existed. Now, as I stand in his shower, I am sore in places I didn’t know existed. There are a lot of things I didn’t know but I want him to teach me everything. I can remember every touch we shared. Every kiss. Every whispered promise. I swear to everything holy that I am in love with this man. A man I’ve known less than a day, but I can’t help it. He’s awakened something inside of me that can’t be put back to sleep.

“You okay in here, Plum?” Isaac asks coming into the room. I can see him through the glass of the shower stall. I am no longer ashamed for him to see my body. Clearly, he liked what he saw last night, and if the erection he’s sporting now is any indication, he likes what he sees now too.

“Perfect,” I say as he opens the shower door and comes in behind me. Wrapping his strong arms around me, he kisses my neck. A spot I quickly learned is hooked up directly to my clit.

“You’re perfect,” he murmurs.

“Don’t be silly, Isaac,” I say, giggling as he tickles me a little bit.

“I am dead fucking serious, Abigail. To me, you are perfect.”

“You are perfect too, Isaac,” I say, turning to him. My pink-tipped nails trace his tattoos. Leaning closer, I see that there are scars mixed in with the ink. Some are covered, others are not. “What are these from?” I ask, tracing a particularly large scar above his six-pack.

“Some are from the Army but most of these were from before,” he says, his voice hard as are his eyes.

“You were in the Army?” I ask.

“In the reserves, currently, but yeah. Been stationed in some of the world’s worst hell holes, but I mostly stick to home now.”

“That’s good,” I breathe. The thought of him in any kind of danger makes my stomach twist in knots. Leaning forward, I place a kiss on the largest of the scars. Isaac sucks in a breath. “Did that hurt?”

“No, Plum. It’s nice,” he says, wrapping his arms around me. We stand there, entwined for a few moments. Then, I notice his hard cock digging into my belly and a smile spreads across my face. I didn’t get to taste him as he tasted me last night and I mean to rectify that right now. Taking a small step back, I less than gracefully lower myself to my knees and wrap my hand around him while I stare at. It’s fucking huge. I am surprised that monster fit inside of me.