“Do you, Adriana Lee Guerrero, take Dane . . . to make you absolutely batty on a daily basis . . .”
He could see Adriana holding back a laugh at the altered ceremony he’d snuck in to tease her. She wrinkled her nose at him even as she said, “I will.”
“Well, by the power vested in me by the Humanist Society of the Greater Northwest, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
Everyone cheered as Dane swept her into his arms and kissed her passionately, happier than he’d ever imagined he could be in this lifetime or any other. Their guests tossed bird seeds over their heads and followed them as they ascended the stairs into the penthouse. They fanned out after congratulating them, leaving the couple alone for a few moments before they had to leave for a small dinner another friend had planned for them across town.
Instead, they were surprised to find that some of their other friends had planned a large reception for them down in the lobby of the building with food, drinks, and dancing. They stayed for quite a while after determining that the dinner was just a ploy to get them downstairs at the right time. Everyone showered them with kindness and gifts until the newlyweds eventually begged off to return to their apartment upstairs, leaving their wedding guests to party on for as long as they liked or until security kicked them out, whichever came first.
Eager to celebrate their new nuptials, they were already undressing one another in the elevator on the way up. Adriana fiddled with his tux pants, managing to get them unzipped but failing to find the button that was hidden beneath his cummerbund. Instead, she worked on his shirt and jacket, managing to work them off before they hit the top floor.
He was equally handsy, managing to get her dress off, but finding a whole new layer of bridal garb beneath it. He fumbled with the corset she wore beneath it but had not successfully removed it before the elevator doors opened up into his penthouse.
They emerged from the elevator half-dressed. Dane was bare-chested with an open zipper from which his hard cock had emerged thanks to her stroking it in her hands.
Her dress lay on the floor of the elevator as she stepped off wearing only the corset, garters, thigh highs, and heels she’d selected for the occasion. Dane smiled and followed her, picking up her dress and tossing it on the chaise as they passed.
Beneath the short corset, her rounded belly protruded like a beach ball, something Dane found incredibly sexy. Her breasts spilled over the top of the corset a bit, already beginning to fill with milk as the baby’s due date grew closer. She looked amazing, and he wanted her in the worst way.
“Tell me what you want,” he said as he approached her, beginning to untie the strips of lace that help her breasts hostage.
“I want what I always want,” she told him.
“And what is that?” he asked, undoing the last tie and letting her bra drop to the floor behind her. Her full breasts swung free, and he began kissing them, his tongue swirling around her nipples hungrily as he waited for her answer.
“I want you to fuck me,” she replied.
“How?”
“Well, it is our wedding night. I think you should make love to me like a man should make love to his wife.”
“God, you’re so sexy like this,” he moaned, sucking at one of her nipples.
“What? Fat and wobbly?” she joked.
“You aren’t that at all. You’re perfect. You have no idea how beautiful you look.”
“No need to butter me up. You’ve already had your way with me, obviously,” she joked, motioning toward her protrusion.
Dane smiled and moved closer to her, his mouth covering hers in a heated kiss as his hands found their way to her clit. He knew she was super sensitive right now, the pregnancy hormones working their magic more every day.
Her reaction was immediate as she moaned into his mouth, the vibrations resounding against his tonsils as she grew wetter against his fingers. He pushed her across the bed, slowly removing her shoes and unsnapping the stockings from her garter belt before rolling them down off her gorgeous legs.
Her panties were wet as he slipped them off to expose her pregnant pussy, now fat and pink as her body prepared itself to give birth to their child. He found it all amazing and highly erotic. He spread her open, lapping at her center as her hips rocked forward to meet his tongue.
“I love how you taste. You’re so soft right now, like velvet,” he muttered between teasing her with his tongue and sucking at her clit. She was already on edge, her sensitivity reacting to even the slightest touch as he continued to eat her out with wild abandon.