Triplets Make Five

“What do you mean?”

“Well if I lived here, I’d never leave.” I took another sip of my champagne as I moved around the room.

“Ha, I wish. I manage the company.”

“And you go out? Right? I mean isn’t that why we’re in this position?”

He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I go out. And before good old big bro was the prez he used to join me. He’s not as innocent as he appears.”

“Where does the money come from?”

“Old family ties. We funded his campaign obviously. And then our business has been very successful as well.”

I nodded, “Interesting. You know I’m surprised your team allowed you to give me the job, knowing my history.”

“Your history is irrelevant to me, and something my team can make easily disappear. And despite what it currently appears, I’m in charge, and I chose you.”

He chose me. To be his wife. Jesus.

He looked incredible in his tux. I set my glass down on the bedside table. How would I ever keep my hands off of him?

“Gray…” I began but the next instant, he was crossing the room, and I knew I was a goner. We rocketed toward each other on a crashing torrent of mad passionate desire. I attacked him with all my might. I threw my arms around his neck and met his kiss coming at me full tilt from the other direction.

He grappled his thick arms around my ribs and hoisted me off the ground. I floated into the bright horizon beyond those windows. I was with him, and nothing could hold me back. Wasn’t I married to him? No one could tell me this was wrong.

He spun me around in a circle, as our kiss intensified. Before I knew what was happening, he swept me off my feet. My legs sailed into the air and came to rest on his muscled bicep. He pulled his lips from mine while he carried me across the room to that bed waiting for us.

Did he plan this? Did he decorate the room thinking he would deflower me in that bed on our wedding night? Nothing could ever be so perfect. He eased the curtains aside and laid me out on the mountain of pillows. He stood over the bed staring at me.

“You are so beautiful Gabi,” he said.

I sat up to meet him as he leaned in to kiss me. He nibbled down my neck to the cleavage heaving against my bodice. He reached behind me and unzipped my wedding dress. I mussed his hair following him down, down, down. He nuzzled his big head into my stomach. Nothing could ever be low enough until he found the seething tempest between my legs. God, I wanted him so bad! I dreamed of this moment, all these days planning the ceremony.

He didn’t stop at my stomach. He nosed into my satin frills until I pushed them aside with my knees. He helped me slide my skirts up my thighs, and he laid one torturous kiss above my garter. Air hissed through my teeth. Oh, God, yes! That was so good. I felt the heat burning between my thighs. I needed him between my legs right now. I would do anything. I would beg and whine and grovel if only he would take me right then.

He inched higher up my thigh to my lacy panties and found them already soaking wet. A soft moan escaped my lips when his mouth moved over my core. I would have thrown my legs around his neck if he hadn’t taken hold of both milky thighs and pried them apart for his enjoyment.

I collapsed back on the bed. I had to submit to this in the full rapture of his monstrous power. He would take me. He would drive me to heaven. He would consume me and leave me breathless, and I would take it. I would take anything he cared to dish out.

He pulled my panties aside to give himself one tiny lick. I felt my whole body shake at the touch of his tongue. He lifted his head and stared and me seductively.

“You taste so fucking good, Gabi.”

All I could do was nod as he moved his head back between my legs. His tongue flicked my clit lightly, and I arched my back and rolled my hips slightly. His tongue moved faster as I felt the tension start to build in my body.

“Oh God, Gray don’t stop,” I moaned.

Gray continued to lick my clit as he moved his finger in between my legs and started to tease me at my entrance. I pushed my hips down hoping he would push his fingers inside me. His tongue flicked faster, and I let out a loud moan when I felt him push his finger in.

Heat rushed through my body and I felt myself get closer to the edge. I rolled my hips onto his face and hand as loud moans escaped my lips.

“Oh, yes, Gray!”

He plunged another finger deep into me as his tongue moved faster and faster. My whole body began to shake, and I felt my legs tighten slightly around his head. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. I felt my body fall into my orgasm as I squirmed underneath his touch.

Once my moans subsided he towered over me. He propped himself on hands and knees to kiss me to raging ecstasy again. He wormed his mighty hips between my legs until I squirmed in naked lust.

He didn’t have to ask. He knew he had me. He prepared this bed for me, and he brought me here to fulfill our deepest longing. He eased my skirts the rest of the way up. He rolled back on his knees to slide my panties the rest of the way down. He didn’t bother with the rest of my clothes. He wanted me in my wedding dress. He wanted the woman he married.