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Her little moans and cries were driving me insane. She had me about to burst already, and I couldn't wait to bury myself deep inside of her, but tonight wasn't just about me. I wanted our first time as a husband and wife to be perfect.
Rising up higher on my knees, I pressed a kiss straight to her clit, and she shuddered. Moving my tongue up and down, back and forth, and finally in circles, she cried out and gripped my hair, grinding herself against my face, and I was loving every second.
I could tell by the sounds she was making and the way her body moved against me that she was close, so I pushed a finger inside of her, curling it to hit the perfect spot. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I curled my finger one last time, and she tensed around me before I felt her juices drip down my hand. I gently pulled my finger out of her and sucked it into my mouth. I'd never get enough of her taste.
Sliding out from underneath her shaking legs, I pulled myself up until I was standing behind her. With my hands on her waist, I leaned forward and pressed kisses along her spine. "Please, True," she begged.
"Please what, honey?" I reached down and undid my belt buckle with one hand, keeping the other hand firmly planted on her waist to help keep her upright. Flicking the button on my pants open, I unzipped and dropped them to the floor, stepping out of them and kicking them aside.
"Please, I need you." I groaned, pressing my cock against her ass before pulling back. She whimpered, and I ran my fingers down her back. She shivered at my touch, and any blood I had left in my body rushed straight to my dick. If I didn't get inside her in the next thirty seconds, I might just die. That was how bad I wanted her.
"I'll never deny you what you need." Pulling down my boxers, I gripped myself at the base of my cock, stepping behind her and rubbing the tip through her wet pussy. She was dripping all for me. To some guys, the thought of fucking the same woman for life was a nightmare. For me, it was a dream come true. Nothing had ever felt as good as being wrapped up in Amara.
She pushed her hips back against me, trying to push my cock inside of her, and my need for her was so overwhelming, so all-encompassing that I couldn't wait anymore. I pushed my hips forward, agonizingly slowly, filling her up inch by inch as she rocked against me. Digging my fingers into her hips, I held her as still as I could, clenching my jaw and trying to control my need to fuck her fast and hard. She would come before me even if it killed me.
Finally, after burying myself fully inside of her tight pussy, I rocked my hips against her, and she met me thrust for thrust. Every time I was inside her, I swear it was the best time. Her wet heat sucked me in, gripping my length and squeezing until my knees went weak. My hips moved against hers, and I reached around, circling her clit until she started to contract around me. "Fuck," I gritted out. "Come all over my cock."
She cried out and squeezed me so hard, I saw stars before my vision dimmed and I came so hard that if she wasn't already pregnant, I probably would have knocked her up again. Her legs were shaking, and I was trying to hold both of us upright while we came together. Finally, I came back down to earth and slumped against her, resting my cheek on her back and wrapping my arms around her stomach.
We stayed connected while we both caught our breath. "Wow," she breathed. "That… I…"
I chuckled. "Did I make you speechless?"
She laughed. "I guess so."
I let go, standing up and easing myself out of her, helping her to stand upright. She wobbled a little as she turned around to look at me, her eyes sated. Stepping closer to her, I ran my finger down her cheek, and she closed her eyes. Bending down, I gently kissed her lips before pulling back and scooping her back into my arms.
"Where are you taking me?" she laughed.
"Did you think I'd be done with you after that? That was just the appetizer, honey. Hope you hydrated today." Moving through our new house, I stepped into the bedroom, the one room I made sure to have furnished for tonight.
I didn't give her a chance to look around, though. With the lights off, the moonlight shone through the open floor-length windows. I set her on the bed, climbing on top of her. I had big plans for us tonight, the first of which was showing my wife exactly how much she meant to me over and over again.
* * *
As the firststreaks of the sunrise lit up the sky with oranges and pinks, I glanced down at Amara. She'd fallen asleep on my chest sometime after our fourth or fifth round of devouring each other. I didn't want to sleep, though. I didn't want to miss out on even one minute of the first night of the rest of our lives. I could sleep tomorrow.
I ran my knuckle gently down her nose over and over, watching as she scrunched it up adorably before her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at me groggily. "True?"
I pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Sorry to wake you up. I couldn't help but touch you. You're beautiful when you're sleeping, and your face is completely relaxed and at ease."
A soft smile played across her mouth before her eyes drifted closed again. I ran my hand through her hair, gently stroking it as her breathing grew even. Now that the wedding was behind us, I needed to figure out how to handle Lexi. She was destroying me in the media daily. So far, ignoring her had only seemed to intensify her attacks on me.
Now that Amara was my wife, we were going to have to face this Lexi thing head-on. The last thing I wanted was to drag Amara and our baby into this mess any more than they already were. I refused to let being tied to me make her look bad. Before, it had only been me that had to worry about my reputation. Well, me and the other guys in the band. But now it was different. Now I had a family.
A while later, she stirred awake in my arms again, her eyes brighter as she greeted me with a kiss. "Sleep well?" I asked.
She nodded, smiling softly. "Like a baby."
Sighing, I wrapped my arms tighter around her, not wanting this moment to end. Today we'd have to make a plan and face reality. Amara was so expressive, every emotion and thought she had flitting across her face was so easily readable to me. Maybe it was because I was so in tune with my wife, but the minute her brow furrowed, I knew her mind had already drifted back to reality. I reached my finger under her chin, tilting it up, so her honey-colored eyes were locked on mine. "Where'd you go?"
"I was just thinking about Lexi. I had a moment of weakness yesterday and looked at CNT. It's really bad, True. She's making you look like a total asshole who knocked her up and left her to keep fucking around. She's saying that you want nothing to do with your baby, and worst of all, she told the media you offered to pay for her to have an abortion."
I tensed, anger radiating through my body. "What?"
I'd been avoiding the internet and social media because I knew it was bad, but I didn't realize it wasthatbad. The image of me she was painting in the media was so far from who I actually was it was laughable, yet people ate that shit up. It'd be a miracle at this point if I sold any albums at all with this kind of negative press.
She nodded stiffly. "I'm not normally a violent person, but Lexi makes me want to do violent things to her, horror-movie style."
