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“It’s your boss, Massi. You think your boss hit on me at my own wedding, and somehow you’re mad at me?”
Fuck. She was right. Fuck. I loved her. There wasn’t much to say. This was our wedding night and I was being an asshole. Exhausted by my own jealousy and anger, I projected all my baggage onto her.
We glared at each other. Something we seemed to favor. And similar to the situation at the playground, our passion and attraction won, and this time it was me who pounced.
I ripped the bodice of her expensive gown in two and she shimmied the remains of the fabric from her shoulders and down her waist. The dress pooled around her ankles. I lifted her, and while I carried her to the bed she did a fast job of the buttons of my shirt.
Hungry. Desperate. Consumed. Both of us lost in the world of lust and need.
I dropped her onto the mattress, but Blue immediately bounced up and helped me take off my pants and briefs.
Overwhelmed by the raw need, I pushed her to the bed, and then I noticed that my bride, in line with the tradition, had been wearing something blue. I stopped, stunned. The bodice of her corset hugged her waist and pushed her breasts high, showing cleavage that was a naughty promise.
She wore a tiny thong that seemed useless given its lack of coverage. The innocent baby blue color of her lingerie contrasted with its sole purpose of seduction and I lost all reason. Like so many times with this woman who was now my wife.
I pulled down her panties and lowered myself, covering her with my body. I undid the top clasp of her corset. Blue hurried to help me with the rest of the clasps, but I grabbed her hand.
“Don’t, baby, I want you wearing your something blue.” My voice came out hoarse as if I’d been singing all night.
A blush spread over her face and my cock hardened more, if that was even possible. Seeing her shy and risqué at the same time was the best wedding gift ever.
I plunged into her without finesse and she yelped, her nails digging into the skin of my shoulders.
“You’re too big, Massi.” Her whisper both worried me and made me want to sing at the top of my lungs.
“Am I hurting you, baby?”
“It’s the best pain ever.” The only thing I heard was the praise. This woman made me feel like a king.
I gripped her thigh and hiked it higher to my waist, helping her adjust better. I sank deeper into her tight core and started moving at a slow pace. “Look at me, Blue.”
Our eyes locked and I saw my soul mate in her irises.
My lover.
My partner.
My wife.
I dropped my forehead to hers, the closeness near suffocating and wonderfully scary. The energy shifted between us. An almost imperceptible rearrangement of feelings and trust. A new level of intimacy.
But the fear that came with such deep commitment freaked me out, and coward that I was, I sought validation.
“Who do you belong to? Are you mine?” I asked as I started losing control and plunged into her faster.
She nodded, wrapping her legs tighter around my waist and digging her heels into my ass.
“Say it, Blue.” I cupped her chin.
Her hooded blue eyes seared through me with all the passion and love this woman had to give. “I’m yours, Massi. I’m only yours.”
And with that, we chased the climax and sealed our union as a married couple.
* * *
“That’s a lot of money, Massi.” Blue stared at the check from my mother.
We were sprawled in our honeymoon suite. She was naked now because at one point the corset became uncomfortable and we both craved the skin-to-skin contact.
