Page 53 of Weddings on the West: Vol. I Brick & Destiny

“Exactly what I told you,” he said. “I don’t want that pressure of sex on you tonight, but when I said I was ending the night in this pussy, I meant that shit.”

He tugged at my dress, pushing away the layers of the dress as I continued to try my best to push myself back away from him. The multiple layers of fabric on the skirt made both of our tasks twice as difficult. I watched his head pop up from under the skirt as he looked up at me and sighed in frustration.

“What is it, Peep?” he asked.

“I just… We been dancing and moving all night… Maybe I should shower?” I asked nervously.

“Girl, you’re my fucking wife. I don’t give a fuck about this sweaty pussy!” He stuffed his head back under my skirt and I kicked him for playing too much, then clamped my thighs together.

“Destiny,” he fussed as he withdrew his head once again. “What, girl?”

“I wanna shower,” I said, frowning down at him. He sucked his teeth and leaned back on the couch.

“Fine. Hurry up, though… and don’t even think of putting no panties on. Especially not them big muhfuckas you like. You remember where the bedroom is?”

“I-… I’m gonna be in your bedroom?” I asked, gathering my dress and standing up from the couch.

“You my wife ain’t you, Mrs. West? Hurry up!” The way he was so annoyed and impatient but also respected my wishes was cute. I made my way to his bedroom and gasped when I hit the door. It was completely different than the last time I came over, and I could tell that he had the entire thing refurnished and decorated to reflect a husband and wife, instead of a bachelor. The mini hallway broke off into two massive closets, mine had a vanity, and a whole new wardrobe with accessories and shoes in addition to the things that I had brought over by the movers.

“Oh my God,” I whispered to myself as I quickly inventoried all the new items. Unlike the last time he bought me clothes, every item was picked out to reflect my emerging new style. Even the things that I wouldn’t have necessarily picked out for myself were things that I would happily wear to switch up my looks. He was a quick learner.

“Now I have to give him some,” I whispered to myself. I made my way to the huge bathroom, gawking at the beautiful walk-in shower and tub big enough to fit our entire bridal party. After turning on the shower, I picked up my phone and called my sister.

“Girl, this better be good! I just got to my room and the photographer is about to show me his long lens.” The laugh I let out broke through my nerves a little, and I got right to the point so she could get back to her post-wedding festivities.

“I just… I’m at the house with Brick, and he wants to go down on me,” I said, whispering the nasty part.

“Okay… Is that a bad thing?” she asked.

“No, but you know I’ve never done this! What am I supposed to do?”

“You lay back, open your legs, get your coochie ate, and cum, Destiny! He does all the work! Jesus girl, you did all that talkin’ about saving yourself for marriage. You’re married! Go put that pussy on your husband’s face!”

“Fine,” I muttered, sucking it up. “I’ll call you tomorrow. Have fun.”

“No, you have fun,” she said before quickly hanging up. I knew she would cuss me out, and that was exactly why I called her. I stripped down out of my dress, wrapped my hair, and took a long shower with the multiple body products he had the bathroom stocked with. Eden had already held me down while some unknown woman waxed me earlier that week, so that was one less thing I had to worry about. I must have taken a bit too long because by the time I had brushed my teeth and was starting to put lotion on, Brick was walking into the bathroom wearing only a pair of shorts. We had messed around before, so I had snuck a feel or two, but the sight of him half naked had me unable to tear my eyes away.

“I-I wasn’t ready,” I said, stumbling over my words as my eyes lingered over his tattooed torso.

“You were taking too long.”

“Brick, I’m not dressed.” I nervously clutched my towel around my body and backed away from him. He quickly closed in on me, but not with his usual playful or cocky demeanor. He was dead serious and soft as ever as he gently pulled me to him by my waist.

“Destiny, I’m not gonna hurt you. I’m not gon’ do anything you don’t want me to do. If you say stop, I stop. No questions asked or hard feelings. I know you’re nervous, but the only way to get past that is to go through it. Tonight is all about you, babe. I don’t need you to do shit but let me make you feel good. Can you let me do that for you?” he asked before placing a gentle kiss to my forehead.

“Yes,” I whispered back. Next came a sweet kiss to my lips.

“Come on,” he said as he grabbed my hand and led me back to our room where he had the bedding turned down and soft music playing. When we got to the bed, he stood in front of me with a calming expression.

“Whenever you’re ready, Baby. You control the pace. You tell me what feels good, okay.”

I nodded, making eye contact with him as I slowly slid the towel from my body.

The look on his face made every nerve worth it. His eyes lit up as they took in every detail of my body while his tongue slid over his bottom lip.

“Thank you for trusting me,” he sighed, pulling me in for a slow kiss. As we kissed, I took the initiative, stepping backward and laying back on the mattress. He quickly climbed on top of me, and the heat of his skin on mine made me melt completely. He took his time kissing me, letting his hands familiarize themselves with each curve on my naked body. When I thought I would explode from anticipation, he kissed his way to my neck, occupying that space for way too long before he moved down to my breasts. One nipple got kisses, sucks, and licks while his fingers stroked the other one, then he switched, making sure the other got the same amount of attention.

“Ooh, Brick.” I couldn’t control my moans as I rubbed my fingers through his waves.