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He oozes charisma, success, and sex. I feel my attraction to him all over my body.Does he have this effect on all women? He is irresistible. My pulse quickens. I can see myself falling in love with this man.
He stares into my eyes. I trip. He seems to look through me.
I feel vulnerable. I am afraid of my feelings for this man.
My father brings me to Bobby. Bobby’s eyes travel up and down my body, hungrily. I must look naked in my tight-fitting wedding gown. I feel a hot flash. Anxiety. Perspiration. My ears buzz.Relax.
The music stops. Silence. Scorching summer sun on my back. Birds chirping. My father kisses my cheek. He walks away. Abandons me. I feel Bobby’s eyes on me. He towers over me. I belong to him now. I do not look in his eyes. I may become lost in them and never able to look away.
Bobby
I see her face through her sheer veil. She is stunning. Amazing royal blue eyes that shine like sapphires. Flawless skin. Peaches and cream complexion. Cheekbones fashion model high. Lips full and pouty.I want those lips on my cock!She smells lovely. I want to put my nose against her neck and inhale her floral scent.
As Fielding hands his daughter over to me, I check out her ass. It is heavenly – shaped like a ripe peach – round and full. My father was right, Gwen is more beautiful than any other woman I have fucked. I am immediately attracted to her. I want to whisper in her ear how beautiful she is.
Gwen has a sexy naivete about her - young, innocent, and sweet. But, today, she does not look like the vulnerable, 18-year-old girl I rescued. She is all woman. Sexy. Voluptuous. Tonight, I will teach her what it means to be a woman and a dutiful wife. I will do what I want with my virgin wife.
My cock has a mind of its own ever since I rescued Gwen. Standing at attention wanting sweet release. I want her to ride my face - make her virgin pussy sing.What is wrong with me?I know. I know. I thought she was too young and inexperienced for me but what the fuck? I can’t wait to fuck her. I have never had a virgin before. Her pussy will bleed for me when I pop her cherry. My cock lengthens at the thought. My bride, never touched by any other man, and never will be. She is mine. I am really looking forward to tonight.
I grab her hand. Her small hand feels like silk. I want to feel it on my cock. I wonder what the rest of her body feels like. She is trembling. Good. She should be afraid of me. I am in control now. Her body. Her life. Her father’s real estate empire.Bobby Vincenzio the most powerful businessman in Chicago.I do not need the Outfit anymore. My cock is as hard as concrete.
Fuck! I need to keep it together. I am capo of the Chicago Outfit, not some 13-year-old boy! I will always live my life on my terms. I will not change, not even for my lovely wife. I will fuck other women. I will not embarrass my wife unless she asks for it.
Gwen
Bobby grips my hand. His grip is firm. I am his possession. Raw sexual power radiates from Bobby Vincenzio. The smell of his expensive cologne mixes with his powerful heady scent. This man is a predator. I am his prey. I am trembling. His grip tightens.
The Justice of the Peace read the vows:
“Family and friends, thank you all for coming today to share in this wonderful occasion. Today we are here together to unite Gwendolyn Fielding and Robert Vincenzio in marriage.”
The Justice of the Peace is perspiring.
“Do you Robert, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?”
“I do.”
Heat hits my core. Bobby’s voice will be my undoing.
“Do you Gwendolyn, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?”
I can’t speak. I freeze. Terrified.
Bobby
What the Fuck! I squeeze her hand.Say “I do,” Gwen!She flinches.
Gwen
Bobby does not look at me. He stares straight ahead as he painfully squeezes my hand.
“I do.” I whisper.
My husband could have easily broken my hand.
Bobby
The words come tumbling out of her luscious mouth. Good.
