When Worlds Collide

I made it through the first dance, cut the cake and made a quick exit. “We can’t. Everyone will notice.” She hush whispered as I took her hand and led her sneakily from the room. More like dragged her. Our guest would have a lot to talk about if I gave in and took her against a wall somewhere, or flat on her back in the garden where the marquee had been set up for the reception.

“We’ll be back before we’re missed I promise.” Yeah maybe. I was running and practically dragging her behind me all the way up the stairs and down the hall to our new room.

“Where are we going?” She stopped in front of my old room but I tugged her hand and led her to one of the other surprises of the day. “You’ll see, come.”

I took her to the room at the end of the hall. It had been like running an Op keeping her from finding out what I’d been up to. I’d sneaked, lied and done all manner of things to keep her out of here. I was excited to see her response, I’d done it all for her and was sure she’d love it, but now that the moment was here I was fucking nervous.

I opened the door to the newly refurbished master suite. Her mouth fell open in shocked surprise. The room was completely different from the rest of the house. Everything in here was about three hundred years give or take.

“I wish I could give you time to explore, but I can’t wait.” I covered her mouth before she could argue and fondled her tit through the silk of her dress. I tried to gather the skirt up her thighs but it was too much fucking material. I turned her around almost roughly to unzip her and came face to face with a row of buttons. “Fuck me.”

The fucking dress had a million buttons. “Who made this shit?” Don’t tear it, Ethan. I’d heard that women like to save these things or some shit, but this one might not make it. She was of no help because they were all at her back. “I’m sorry, baby.”

The material was a bitch to tear but I had it in shreds at her feet in no time. Instead of raging at me in anger, she grinned and threw herself at me. Beneath the dress she wore some sort of body hugging number in white lace that showed off her breasts and the vee between her thighs.

“I see you’re trying to kill me.” She backed away to the bed and that’s when I got my first look at the thigh high silk stockings and the garters that held them up. Crystals twinkled on her thigh and between her legs.

I followed after her, my eyes roaming as if seeing her for the first time. The ring of fire and ice I’d had made to match her engagement ring shone like a beacon calling to me. The sight of my ring on her hand made my cock jump and drip pre-cum.

I stripped my clothes in as much hurry as I did hers, and by the time I reached her had only the silk boxers to lose. The sexy number she wore cut through her thighs in a slash of white held together by crystal snaps at her crotch. She made quite the picture wearing nothing but her jewelry and the scrap of nothing.

I knelt at her feet that hung off the bed to remove her shoes as she leaned up on her elbows to watch. I left the garters and stockings in place, just popped open the little crystal covered hooks that kept her pussy hidden from me.

Still on my knees, I ran my hands up her outer thighs while running my nose from her knee to her crotch. She’d had a bikini wax and was smooth as silk. Her pussy winked at me and I spread her open with my fingers for my tongue.

My heart knocked against my chest and echoed in my ears as I got my first taste of her as man and wife. Taking her slender hips in my hands, I lifted her to my mouth and those silk clad thighs wrapped around my ears.

I French kissed her already dripping pussy while she tugged on her nipples. In the last few months while waiting to fuck her I’d taught her how to play with herself without fear or inhibition.

Now her hips moved with every lash of my tongue on her tight plump folds. Her pussy opened and I slipped my tongue in deep while squeezing her ass open and closed, adding to her pleasure.

I needed to bring her off before I took her, so I took my time eating her out to my heart’s content until she flooded my mouth with her cream.