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He kisses my neck as his hands move around to my front, supporting my heavy stomach in his hands. “I can never get enough of you, wife.”
Tingles flicker down my neck as he says, wife.
“Fuck me, husband.”
He growls. Loving me calling him husband as much as I love him calling me wife.
And then he fucks me hard and fast. His teeth sink into my neck, teasing me with just the right amount of pain as his teeth touch my sensitive skin.
“Mine,” he says, fucking me harder.
“Yours,” I cry back.
I can never get enough of his cock. Of his hard body slamming into me. I love every way he fucks me. Hard and fast. Slow and tenderly. It makes no difference to me. I love it all. I love him. I can never get enough.
“More,” I beg.
Enzo pushes his cock deeper inside me. And my body becomes his. His to own, to love, to cherish.
“I love you, wife.”
“I love you, husband.”
I come hard on his dick. And he spills his cum deep inside me.
Carefully, he pulls out. “Did I hurt you? I lost a little control back there.” Enzo rubs the spot on my neck where his teeth sunk into my neck. And then he quickly examines my body for some sign that he hurt me.
I laugh still floating high in my orgasm cloud. “You could never hurt me. Only with your last breath could you ever cause me pain.”
“The babies?” he asks, in a panicky voice.
I grab his hand and press it over my stomach where they seem to be dancing in my belly. “Are happy.”
He exhales his breath and then kisses me. “I never want to hurt you again.”
“So you never will. The only way you can hurt me is by leaving me.”
He nods.
We hear more footsteps outside and light voices.
“We should leave,” Enzo says.
I smile as I look around the small room. It felt like the perfect place to celebrate being husband and wife.
I pull my dress down and slip my panties back on, while Enzo does his pants up and buttons up his shirt. He doesn’t bother with the tie; he just shoves it in his pocket. And then he drapes his jacket over my shoulders when I shiver.
We walk to the door, and Enzo cracks it open. Another couple is walking in, in awe of the decorations Enzo did.
I’m happy another couple gets to enjoy them.
“Come on, let's go before we get trapped watching another boring wedding ceremony,” he says.
“Boring? Did you think our ceremony was boring?”
He laughs. “No, but another ceremony happened when I was fucking you. Didn’t you hear them? You came as they said I do.”
I giggle. “No, all I heard was you.”
