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Her lips are soft, tentative, probing. For just one second. Then she thrusts her tongue into my mouth and cups my face with both hands, getting on her tiptoes until she’s pinning her hips against mine. My hands slip down her waist to her lower back and I pull her even closer, groaning at the sweet taste of her coconut lipstick.
Someone clears their throat, and I break the kiss. Camilla looks dazed, eyes heavy and half open, and her pouty lips are swollen from how hard I just sucked on them. I look around to find both the officiant and Ilya smirking, and I grin, shaking my head.
“Well, princess,” I tell her as I grab her hand in mine. “Time to go home.”
She smiles at the word home and my stomach dips again. I feel like a teenager who’s falling in love with her all over again for the first time. I can’t even believe I’min love.I don’t dwell on that very long. There’s traffic and the sun to beat if I want to fuck her on the beach to consummate this marriage.
Pulling her hand, I take her back to my black McLaren and close the door. We don’t look back at the officiant or Ilya; we don’t have time for that. The only thing on my mind is fucking my wife.
My wife.
I speed the entire way to the apartment and we make it there right before the sun is almost completely gone. I tug her all the way to the beach and push her to her knees, and she willingly goes. Not even having to unbutton my slacks, she undoes them for me and pushes them down my legs. I went commando today for easy access, and it’s undoubtedly paying off.
Camilla licks the head of my cock where pre-cum is leaking from it then sucks it into her mouth, making my knees buckle. I breathe in slowly through my nose when she takes me all the way to the back of her throat and fondles my balls. Fuck, she’s too good at this, two seconds and it feels like I’m going to bust already.
I pull out of her mouth and hold the head of my cock, pressing on it until it hurts, willing the orgasm away. My chest is heaving with the exertion of trying not to come, and when I look down, she’s smirking at me.
“Oh, Camilla.” I tsk. “Get the laughs out now because you won’t be laughing soon.”
“Is that so?”
I drop to my knees and pull her toward me, almost making her face plant, and wrap my arms around her waist. Unzipping her, my breath catches in my throat when I see she’s fully naked under her dress.
“What’s your fantasy, Camilla?”
She’s quiet for a beat, then whispers, “I don’t have one.”
“Don’t lie, princess,” I tell her. “Everyone has one.”
“I want,” she licks her lips nervously, “you to take me to the edge of death while you fuck me.”
Excuse me?
I mean, I know I said a fantasy but holy fuck.
Her kind of crazy turns me on though, so I’ll bite.
“And how do you suggest I do that?”
“In the water.” She replies, pointing at it.
“No way, Camilla.” I shake my head vehemently. “You almost died from that already.”
“That’s kind of the point.” She smirks, “I want you toalmostkill me, not go through with it.”
I think about it for a moment and then take off my pants all the way, kicking them to the side. I walk to the water, only about six feet from where she’s standing, and she removes her dress entirely. She walks toward me, her tits bouncing and her nipple rings twinkling from the golden hour. She gets on her knees, and I do too, and then we look into each other’s eyes.
I tuck her hair behind her ear, “Show me how you’re going to worship your husband.”
“Fuck your wife, Nik.” She all but growls, “What are you waiting for?”
I scoot toward the water on my knees and drag her along with me by her hair, then push her down until she’s on all fours. The water crashes against us, and we’re about waist-deep on our knees.
Deep enough to drown her.
I don’t understand why this is her fantasy, but who am I to deny her?
“You ready, Camilla?” I ask her softly, “Because once I start, I won’t stop, and I definitely won’t take it easy on you.”
