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“Nope. Because you, my love, are stuck with my ass not only for this life but in every other. I will find you and chained you to me even if we die and come back as snails.”
That was the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard. I loved this man so much.
“I give you this ring as a pledge of my constant faith and abiding love.” He gently took my hand, placed the beautiful jewelry on my ring finger, and gave me a kiss.
“Your turn,” he stated, and I took his hand and did the same thing.
“I, Sarah Murdoch, take you, Eric Winslow, to be my husband, to live together in matrimony.
I promise to love you, to honor you, to comfort you, and to never leave you whether we come back as snails in another life or not. I give you this ring as a pledge of my constant faith and abiding love.”
“Then, by the authority vested in me by no one, I now pronounce us husband and wife. You may kiss your husband, Mrs.Winslow.”
“Why do I have to be Mrs.Winslow? Why can’t you be Mr.Murdoch?”
He chuckled as he lifted me in his massive arms and kissed me passionately, all the while pushing me toward the hotel.
By the time we got to my room, I was in my underwear, and we lost Eric’s belt somewhere between here and the beach. He’d pulled off his shirt, his zipper was open, and my hand was tugging frantically at his cock.
Thankfully, we didn’t cross paths with anyone because that would have just been awkward.
The minute the door to my room was closed, I kneeled before him and wrapped my hands around his penis to bring him closer to my lips.
Eric’s breathing became labored when my tongue swiped across the head of his cock and my hands pumped his long, thick shaft up and down.
“Shit,” he hoarsely muttered. His stomach muscles clenched as he hurriedly took off the last of his clothes.
When I wrapped my lips around him and took him all the way in, he moaned and wound his callused fingers through my hair.
“Faster,” he ordered thickly.
Intent on pleasing him, I did as he asked and sucked faster. He showed his appreciation for what I was doing by palming both sides of my face and throwing his hips at me at a harder pace.
“Yes, just like that,” he growled as his fingers tightened on my scalp. His entire body tensed as he plunged his cock between my lips, and I increased the pace of my sucking to make him burst.
Eric had other ideas, however. Just as his brain was about to drown in pleasure, he grabbed the back of my head and dragged his cock out.
I watched him, thoroughly confused, when he pulled me up to my feet.
“The first time I cum in you on my wedding night will not be in your mouth but in your pussy. Get on the bed.”
When I didn’t automatically do what he asked, Eric got impatient and lifted me off my feet, only to drop me unceremoniously on the bed.
He then kneeled in front of me, grabbed my panties and ripped them to pieces. The bra soon followed.
He stared as he brought his fingers up to my pussy and spread the small, slick folds apart.
“I’d recognize the smell of my wife anywhere,” he said, as his nostrils flared.
He grabbed my ass and slid me forward until I was inches away from his face. He then stared me in the eye as he licked and sucked on the insides of my thigh before kissing the top of my pussy.
I rolled my head back when he pressed the tip of his tongue against my clit and began sucking it gently.
Nothing in this world feels more incredible than being eaten. Nothing.
He focused entirely on licking my clit and didn’t touch me anywhere else. The only thing that existed was his tongue on my little nub. The sensation was intense, with wave after wave of carnal pleasure coming at me.
“You’re making me feel so good,” I screamed.
