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The crowd erupts into applause around us, and we hold hands, beaming like fools. Our love story has only just begun.
Later that night, after our intimate wedding reception, we retire to our lavish honeymoon suite—a private villa overlooking the Mediterranean Sea. Ciara’s radiant in the silk nightgown she wore for our wedding night, and it becomes clear she’s not wearing anything underneath it. She struts towards me confidently, the sound of her heels against the marble floor echoing through the room. My hands itch to touch her curves, but I force myself to take it slow. This is our first time together, after all.
She climbs onto the bed, propping herself up on one elbow as she watches me undress. Her eyes glide over every inch of my bare skin, hungry and curious. When I’m finally naked, she licks her lips slowly, and I can’t hold back any longer. I pounce on her, claiming her mouth in a possessive kiss that borders on desperate. Her moans fuel my passion as I explore her body with my hands and mouth, tasting every inch of her soft skin.
Our lovemaking is fierce, a beautiful collision of cultures and desire. She’s perfection moving beneath me, her skin glistening with perspiration under the moonlight pouring through the large windows. The scent of the ocean mixes with our sweat, creating an intoxicating aphrodisiac that leaves us both panting for more.
As we lie in each other’s arms post-coitus, I realize how lucky I am to have found someone like her, someone who completes me in every way possible. We don’t say much, just enjoy the moment, but the satisfaction on both our faces speaks volumes about what just happened between us.
The following morning, Ciara surprises me with breakfast in bed - freshly squeezed orange juice, croissants from a local bakery, and strawberries covered in powdered sugar. She smiles shyly when she sees my eyes widen at the sight of the spread. “I thought you might be hungry.” She blushes slightly as she climbs into bed beside me, her curves spilling over the sides of the mattress. “I hope you don’t mind me making such a fuss.”
“Mind?” I ask, wrapping an arm around her waist possessively. “A part of me thinks this relationship is a dream, and you’re the best part of it.”
She giggles, her warm breath tickling my ear. “I think it’s real.”
I grin, pulling her closer and sealing our connection with a gentle kiss.
Later that day, we explore the small coastal town together, holding hands and laughing like teenagers. The salty air fills our lungs as we stroll along the beach, dipping our toes into the cool water with every step. The sun sparkles off the ocean like millions of tiny diamonds reflecting off Ciara’s wedding ring, which glistens on her finger. She catches me staring and blushes again. “This was all so sudden, wasn’t it?” She murmurs, looking out at the horizon.
“Don’t question fate, my love,” I murmur back, nuzzling her hair. “We were meant to be together.”
She hums in agreement before pulling me closer for a slow dance along the shoreline.
That night, we dine at a fancy restaurant overlooking the water, their menu filled with exquisite seafood dishes that my chef couldn’t recreate. “How about some lobster ravioli?” I suggest, knowing how much she loves seafood.
“Sounds perfect,” she replies, her eyes sparkling as she imagines the taste.
As the waiter serves our dishes, we clink glasses and toast to our future together, unaware of the chaos our love will cause but determined to face it head-on.
Back at the mansion, we retire to the hot tub under the stars, sipping on champagne. The bubbles tickle our skin as we soak, letting out contented sighs into the night sky . I can’t help but admire her perfect curves as she dips beneath the water, her full breasts rising to the surface like golden globes. She shivers slightly in the cool air, and I towel her off before wrapping us both in our silk robes.
Inside, we make our way to my study, where a fire crackles in the hearth. Ciara curls into my lap, her soft skin against my rough hands-on-hold feels like heaven. Her breath is warm against my neck as she whispers how much she loves being married to me. “I’ve never felt this safe before,” she confesses, tracing circles on my chest with her fingertip.
I kiss her then, slowly, tasting the sweet wine on her lips. “That’s because you are safe with me.”
Our kiss deepens, and our clothes melt away like the snow under the sun. Our bodies entwine like two puzzle pieces fitting together; hers soft against my harder lines. She moans when I bite her bottom lip playfully, inciting a fire inside both of us.
Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I push her panties aside, my cock finding her warm entrance. There’s no more talking now; only sensual moans and gasps fill the room as we make love for the first time as husband and wife. The fire crackles louder in sync with our passion, casting flickering shadows on the walls as we ride this newfound wave together.
Her nails scrape down my back, leaving goosebumps on my skin. She feels so good underneath me—tight and wet; her breath catching in all the right places. I lean down to kiss her neck, trailing my tongue along her jawline while thrusting deeper into her, matching our rhythm with the fire’s dance.
Ciara grabs my hair tightly, pulling me closer. Our tongues tangle together, and our breaths mesh into one. Her thighs squeeze around me, urging me to go deeper. Her nails dig into my skin, not painfully but possessively; like she owns me now and wants to leave her mark.
The fire pops, sending up sparks that land on our glistening skin harmlessly. We continue on this inferno of desire until we find ourselves lost in each other’s eyes. Our bodies shudder as we reach our peak simultaneously, our cries mingling with the roar of the flames.
Afterward, we lie entwined on the rug before the fire, sipping wine and savoring the moment. The taste of her lips still lingers on mine as she traces circles on my chest with her fingertips. I look into those brown orbs filled with love and wonderment. “You’re everything to me, Ciara.”
She smiles brightly and intertwines her fingers with mine. “I’ve never felt more loved than when I’m with you, Emir.”
I reach for a small velvet box in my pocket, my heart thumping wildly against my chest. “Today was just the beginning, darling. I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much you mean to me.” I open the box, revealing a stunning diamond ring that shines in the flickering light. Her eyes widen in awe as she takes it from me, her hand trembling slightly.
“Emir,” she whispers, her voice catching in her throat. She slips it onto her finger, and I can see the relief in her eyes as she continues to stare down at it.
“This is more than I ever dreamed of,” she says softly. “But I’m ready to start this new chapter with you.”
We share a tender kiss, our lips moving gently against each other’s. I pull back slowly, admiring her face once more.
“I promise to love you, protect you, and never break your heart,” she tells me, her voice full of emotion.
