127 To us

I took care of Sarina, who's unable to even speak after that orgasm. My chest swells with pride knowing I more than satisfy my wife. Not that I was concerned about it to begin with, but it does make me feel good. I hold her in my arms, recalling our reception.

After a lot of pictures, we were introduced and had our first dance as husband and wife. We decided on the song by Lizzie West, The chariots. I barely heard the song over the beating of my heart that this gorgeous woman was my wife. This woman who can make my heart sing, my body ignite, my soul complete, who's not afraid to me no and I'm an asshole, but also tells me yes and I'm perfect.

Me?! She thinks I'm perfect. I still find it hard to believe.

We danced and ate, shared cake, toasted with our friends and hardly left each others side for long. My dad stole her from me to dance while my mother danced with me. My mother fighting tears of joy the whole time.

"Mom... Why are you crying?" I remember asking her as she sniffed.

"They're happy tears. All I could ever want in this life is you to be happy and ...." Her eyes saddened and I already knew what she was going to say.

I pulled her in for a tight hug as we still danced, "I know mom. I wish he was here too."

She pushed away from me, "Now enough of that. This is a happy occasion and you're going to make me ruin my makeup." She chuckled as we danced closer to Dad and Sarina who were laughing about something.

"Dad, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you are flirting with my wife." I teased my dad.

He scoffs, "No offense son, your bride is beautiful, but you're the one who has his hands on the most beautiful woman here, in my opinion."

My mom scoffs, suppressing a giggle, "Oh you old charmer." She couldn't hide the blush on her face.

"Trade you then?" I offer my father.

He nods, turning his attention back to Sarina, "I'll give you back to your husband, dear. Remember if he steps one toe out of line, I'll take care of him."

Sarina blushes, "Thank you, I'll hold you to that offer." She giggles as she and my mom exchange places.

Sarina groans next to me, rolling on to her stomach. I think about the position she was in earlier and start massaging her neck, knowing it was most likely tense and sore. For our first time as husband and wife, I was a little rough on her. I should have made love to her, but in the moment, I needed her that way. Especially after she told me she was looking forward to it.

I start off softly rubbing her neck but start using more strength when I feel the knot of tense muscles near the base of her neck. It doesn't take long before Sarina is moaning, making sounds that cause my cock to twitch and harden.

I pause long enough to get up and grab lotion from my bag and climb back up on the bed. Sarina opens a sleepy eye at me and smiles, closing her eyes again.

I get the lotion warmed up a bit before massaging it into her skin really working her shoulders and upper back to help loosen the knot.

"Ohhh...." Sarina moans as my hands ease the tension out. My cock stands painfully at attention, listening to her noises. I want her to relax since she seems tired. I move my hands down her back, continuing the massage and my own personal torment. I decide to straddle her legs to get the right angle and pressure for her lower back, but my damn cock keeps rubbing against her ass cheeks.

When Sarina begins lifting her hips up when I move forward over her body, I pause. "Are you done relaxing?" I ask her, working my fingers along her spine down to her hips.

"Yes. I don't know how you expect me to relax anymore with your cock teasing me though." She looks over her shoulder at me, lifting herself up on her elbows.

"Sorry, he does have a mind of his own you know. It didn't help you were making so many provocative sounds to boot." I massage the swells of her ass cheeks and she releases another moan.

"I didn't even know my ass cheeks were sore." She groans dropping her head to the mattress.

I work my thumbs into the spot that's making her moan, her back arches and she sounds absolutely seductive.

"You make that sound again and I'm going to make something else sore." I warn her, as I press my thumbs into that spot again.

"OH.... god...." She moans, "Please?!" She pants looking over her shoulder again at me.

I spread her cheeks apart, pressing my self forward against her wet slit. Her hips lift for me to get a better angle and make my way inside of her. I let my body fall over top of hers, my weight falling on my hands that fall on either side of Sarina head. I rock my body slowly on top of her, making her gasp, gripping the sheets in her hands.

I kiss her back, trailing my tongue up her spine, eliciting a groan from her. She lets out a startled cry when I bite the nape of her neck and suck, which quickly turns into a long moan. She moves one of her hands next to mine and I take it, intertwining our fingers together. I nip on her earlobe as she starts to gasp with her mouth wide open. I feel her body tensing and I continue my rhythm whispering into her ear.

"Right there baby?"

She nods, letting out a heavy breath.

"Are you going to cum for me baby?"

Her eyelids flutter as she makes a agreeing noise.

I put my weight on my forearm and my freehand goes to her throat, gently testing the waters as I grip it.

"Don't you dare cum yet."

I see her eyes widen, feel the pace of her panting increase, as I squeeze a little harder on the sides of her throat.

"Not yet." I rasp, letting up on the pressure just a touch.

She whines, her body starting to shake as she tries to keep her self from cumming.

I pause, making her cry out, "No! Keep going." She begs, "Please baby, don't stop."

I smirk at her and thrust forward, holding my self deep inside of her.

"Oh... fuck... so ... deep.." She moans.

I do it again, holding my self in deep, doing quick little thrusts so I stay deep inside of her again. She starts making higher pitched cries so I tighten my hold around her throat.

"Fuck.. Brian..." She gasps out and I feel her tighten around my cock.

"Did I say you could cum?" I stop and she begs me again, but I squeeze tighter, as tight as I'm willing to in this position. "I asked you a question." I remind her.

She whimpers, "No. Sir."

"I'm going to let you cum, my wife, but I want to cum with you. Don't be greedy now." I reassure her, loving the way her body shivers every time I call her wife.

"I'm not trying to be, sir. You just feel so fucking good." She moans as I begin to move again, slowly.

I release her throat and her hand, taking into consideration what she just said. I take one her legs, forcing her to lift it up to her chest while still lying on her stomach. I push deep into her again, watching as her eyes widen and she whimpers in shock.

"Do I still feel good baby?" I smirk as she nods her head eagerly. I smack her ass before I begin to thrust again, feeling her body eagerly take me and not want to let me go.

I groan, "Fuck, Sarina. You always feel so damn amazing." I thrust into her again, my body leaning over hers again.

I kiss her shoulder, taking hold of one of her hands again and use the other to wrap under her body, holding her closer to me. This angle has us like we're cuddling, intimately, but I can still see her face, still have full control of her body, without having to restrain her.

Suddenly her breathing changes, "Brian....!" She cries out and I can tell she's going to cum whether I want her to or not.

"Cum for me baby." I groan. Immediately, I feel her body spasm on my cock, slickening, her mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure, her eyes closed in the moment. I kept my pace as she came beautifully against my body.

Once she was whimpering from the after effects, I flipped her on her back. Already, I felt the cool chill of the loss of her body. Kissing her naval, sliding my tongue up her stomach, until my lips were on her breasts.

I enter her again, the warmth of her on me making me feel closer to her as she stared at me from heavy lidded eyes. Eyes that expressed that she was satisfied, but she still is never ever going to say no to me, to us.