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I stood back and drank in her figure once more, a hungry look in my eyes.
For a moment, she looked like a sheep gazing up at the wolf with watery eyes, but she swallowed that nervousness the next moment and watched me pace around her, looking her up and down.
“What’s the matter?” I asked. “You seem tense.”
“Last time was kind of spur of the moment,” she confessed. “And I had a little to drink. And we weren’t…”
“Married?” I finished for her. From behind, I slipped my arms around her waist and pressed my groin into her ass. Its soft give made my cock swell and throb, and I shamelessly brought one hand to her breast, the other to her thighs.
She tilted her head back and breathed sharply as I groped her.
“You weren’t my bride, you’re right,” I teased her. “I hadn’t just bound you to me in marriage. When we fucked in my suite, I bet you never expected Chase Hawthorne would be calling you wife before the end of the week.”
My words made a shiver run up her spine, and I knew I was tapping into a fantasy. I leaned closer, brushing some of that silky black hair away from her ear to whisper in a husky tone.
“You never thought I was going to be carrying you to our wedding bed and pumping myself into you until you’re pregnant, did you?”
She bit her lip, and I grabbed handfuls of her dress and hiked it up until I could reach into her white panties and slide my finger down to her clit.
She gasped and reached back to take hold of me. My fingers wasted no time in exploring my wife’s pussy.
“You’re already wet,” I mused as I felt her slickness. “What was on your mind when we were getting married?”
“I’m making such a fucking mistake,” she whimpered, “and I don’t know why I want to make it.”
“Because you’ve wanted this for a long time, haven’t you?” I pried.
She made no answer in words. She just let out a soft whimper she didn’t even mean to let out, squirming as I fingered her and kicked my shoes off.
“Let’s get you more comfortable.” I took the unbelievably expensive fabric of the wedding dress in my hands, and with a swift motion, I ripped it.
She gasped as if she’d been shocked, but I kept tearing her dress away until it fell off her in shreds, leaving her exposed. I’d just destroyed thousands of dollars of fabric, but I didn’t care. It was just wrapping paper for the ultimate prize.
I unhooked her bra and let it fall to her feet as well, but when my fingers traced along her panties, I hesitated a moment. She squirmed, still pressed against my groin, thighs softly twisting. Then, in a sudden motion, I ripped her underwear away too and tossed the scraps aside.
I picked Haley up and tossed her onto the bed, where she bounced, utterly naked and blushing like a teenager. I tossed my jacket aside, and the shirt and pants came soon after. Before long, I was naked, looming over my new bride. She gazed up at my muscled form in awe.
She hadn’t seen me completely naked yet, and the sight was something to gape at.
“You never imagined your wedding day like this, did you?” I teased. Her eyes trailed down my muscled pecs and rippling abs to the thick, erect cock that stood straight out, waiting for her. My balls felt heavy and sore, desperate to unload themselves into her, into my wife.
“Just business,” she whispered, as much to herself as to me.
I chuckled darkly as I grabbed her bare ankles in my big, thick hands.
“That’s right,” I whispered in a husky voice. “Just business.”
I lifted her legs high as I knelt on the bed, and I draped them over my shoulders. She was looking up at me with wide eyes, hair messily spread out behind her as she blushed and panted in anticipation.
She was so fucking gorgeous no matter how I saw her, but right now, splayed out before me, naked and vulnerable, ready to accept my seed...there was nothing that could have been more intoxicating in the world.
I was a man who had everything he could want from life, but right then, I wouldn’t have traded anything for this moment with her.
“Last chance,” I growled, stroking my cock and feeling my muscles already start to feel relaxed and tense all at once at the sensation. “Do you want this?”
She was strawberry-red in the face and glistening slick between her legs, but those full lips mouthed something.
“What was that?” I asked, and I gently set the tip of my cock on her puffy, needy lips.
