The Wedding Night

{P.O.V. Jennifer Ross - Ryans}

Waking up from the ache, I was feeling in my bladder. I was in some strange room; the only light was coming through the windows. Sitting up and turning the bedside lamp on, looking around. I was in some bedroom; there were white walls, dark grey carpet, and dark brown furniture. A handcrafted woodwork bed frame held a king-size bed with black and red bedding with white sheets. A huge window was behind the bed. A couple of black couches with red pillows sat in the room, and behind the couches was a balcony. The balcony had glass doors, and where the glass balcony doors stood, there were black and red curtains. There were curtains also on the big window behind the bed. The black curtains were the thick kind, and the red was the kind you can kind of see-through. On the walls were some beautiful pictures of artwork.

The last thing I remember was falling asleep in the car after the ceremony. This room looks nothing like my old apartment, so this must be my new bedroom in Kendrick's house. With the ache in my bladder, I get up and look for a bathroom. With how fancy this house is, I'm guessing there is a bathroom connected to this room. Opening one door, it was the closet closing that door, I open another one, and it was the bathroom. The bathroom was the same color as the bedroom. It had a huge jetted tub and a separate walk-in shower. The floor was dark grey tiles, and the sink counter was black marble with white and red swirls in it. There was also his and her sinks. Red bathroom rugs laid on the floor, and black and white towels hung the towel racks.

After using the restroom, my stomach growled. It has been a while since I last ate. Before leaving the bedroom to find some food, I need to take off this wedding dress. Taking off my wedding dress and placing it on one of the chairs in the bathroom. Wearing nothing but my wedding underwear. It wasn't like most wedding underwear where it was pure white. Mine was black and white with red and silver on it matching the colors of the wedding. Behind the bathroom door, a white silk robe hung. Putting it on over my shoulders to cover myself up a little. Grabbing my phone off the bedside table using the light, I go out of the room to find the kitchen.

After walking into a couple of different rooms, I finally found the kitchen. Turning the lights on, it was a huge and elegant kitchen: dark brown wooden cupboards and wood flooring. The top cupboards had light blue glass in the cupboard doors. Light blue walls and white marble counters with light blue swirls. Looking through the kitchen and fridge to see what there was to eat.

Finding a small package of chicken and sweet and sour sauce in the fridge. Deciding to make some sweet and sour chicken. While waiting for it to cook, I was eating a spoon full of peanut butter. Putting the earbuds in my ears that were plugged into my phone. Putting my Spotify on and listen to some music. Dancing and singing to some Pink Floyd while cooking, turning around, I freeze. Kendrick was in the doorway watching me. His dress shirt was all the way unbuttoned, showing off his perfect god-like body. His pants hung little lows, and his feet were bare. Just looking at him has my cheeks all red from blushing. I wonder how long he's been standing there like that? They went even redder from embarrassment from wondering if he saw and heard my awful dancing and singing. Pulling the spoon of peanut butter out of my mouth and taking out my earbuds. Before I could ask him why he was here, he spoke first.

"Midnight snack?" He asks. I knew it was late, but not that late.

"Um... How long have you been standing there?"Asking shyly

"Long enough." In other words, he did see and hear my awful dancing and singing.

"I..um..um.." I didn't know what to say. He walks into the kitchen towards my direction. Backing up till bumping into the counter, he stands in front of me very close. Sea blue eyes staring back at milk chocolate brown. We just stared at each other for a couple of minutes. My face turning redder from how close we were with the way we're both dressed.

"Jennifer, if you turn any redder, you might explode. Your chicken is also starting to burn." Hurrying away from him, going to the stove. He reaches into the cupboard I was standing in front of and grabs a cup. Grabbing a bottle of aspirin from the cupboard above the fridge. Watching him from the corner of my eyes, my hunger was no longer hungry for food but for something else. "Are you going to keep eye-fucking me?"

"I wasn't eye-fucking you." Turning my attention back to my food. Turning the burner off and putting the chicken on a plate. Taking a bite of my chicken, I could hear him put his cup down. Then he stands right behind me, moving my hair to my left shoulder, then places each hand on each side of me. Keeping me trapped between him and the counter. Putting his lips very close to my right ear.

"If you simply want something, just tell me there is no reason to hide what you want." His says seductively, sending good shivers down my spine.

"I'm not hiding anything." Trying to deny that I was.

"Are you sure about that? Your body language is saying something else."

"Nope, nothing."

"So, if I do this, you don't want me to?" Moving his hands and placing them both on my hips, pulling me against him.

"Nope.."

"Not even this?" He slides his hands up towards my breast. Touching the bare skin that my corset didn't cover. My body was melting into his touch. "Tell me, why are you trying to deny something that you obviously want?"

Pressing his lips lightly against my neck, leaving kisses. He then moves his hands down to my thighs, touching my skin where my stockings didn't cover.

"Because..I..I.." the words wouldn't even come out of my mouth. The feel of his warm skin against mine felt amazing. How can he make me feel this way? Out of all the guys I have been with, none of them could make me feel so light-headed and hypnotize.

"Tell me.." He nibbles on my ear a little. Couldn't help but let out a tiny moan. What is happening to me? The guys I have been with in the past never got a moan out of me. That is because I never gave them a chance to.

"Because I have never had a man touch me, especially the way you are right now." He stops all actions and turns me to face him.

"Are you telling me that you have never had sex before?" He asks, a little surprised.

"Yes.." I say shyly.

"You're still a virgin?"

"Yes... Why is that so hard to believe?"

"Because you can make men beg on their knees for you, especially with a body like yours." Hearing that made me blush. "The question is, why haven't you let any man have you?"

"Honestly, I was waiting for Mr. Right. But then you tempted me with something that I didn't want to refuse."

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asks curiously.

"I didn't know how... Is it a bad thing that I am?"

"Of course, not; it just means before we can have a full out sexual business relationship that we need to take care of this." Looking into his eyes, I could see the lust and temptations. Which only made my womanhood squeeze together. Holding out his hand to me. "That is if you're up to the challenge?"

I don't know what got into me; maybe it was the way he asked devilishly. Placing my hand in his, he leads me out of the kitchen; this was it. I was going to let the devil have his wicked way with me. For years I have always dreamed that Mr. Right would come along and take my virginity. But I knew the moment I signed the Devil contract that dream was no more. This is all happening so fast, but the adrenaline of knowing it was going to happen made it all more exciting also scary. Taking me upstairs and into the bedroom I was in earlier.

"Are we not going to do this in your bedroom?" Asking him a little nervously. He closes the bedroom door behind him and looks at me like I said something strange.

"You do know we share a bedroom now. Right?" He asks.

"Now, I do." Looking down at the ground and playing with my fingers. I'm such a nervous wreck right now. Placing his fingers underneath my chin, he makes me look up at him.

"Nervous?" Shaking my head, yes. " Try to relax and trust me. If there anything you don't like, let me know. Alright?" Shaking my head again. "I need a verbal answer, Jennifer, so I know you understand?"

"Yes, I understand." Answering him. He stands closer, pulling me close to him with our bodies tightly pressed together. Putting his lips very close to mine that they were barely touching.

"Breath, Jennifer, Breathe." His says. Letting out a breath, I didn't know I was holding in; he kisses me.