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“You’re a good man, Shane. Don’t doubt that.” Samantha says, kissing me. “I can’t believe we’re married.”
“Believe it, Mrs. Walker,” I say, smiling. She’s mine. All mine.
“What should we do now?”
“I think I want to fuck my wife.”
“You think?” She asks, wiggling beneath me.
“Mmm,” I say, licking a line from her shoulder to her ear. “Can I fuck you, baby?”
“Like you even have to ask.” She says, pulling on her dress to release it from between us.
I sit up on my haunches to make it easier for her. I watch as she lifts the fabric off her body before throwing it to the floor. She looked so beautiful in it earlier. It’s a simple lace summer dress with thin straps and reaches her feet. But on her, it was magical.
We were standing beside the lake as the sun went down behind us. Her blonde hair had shone with the colors of the setting sun. Her cheeks were flushed and when I spoke my vows, tears pooled in her eyes. I’d never felt anything as exhilarating as when she said “I do.”
Samantha sits up further and unbuttons my shirt slowly. The rise and fall of her breasts is a sight I will never tire of. Growing impatient, I rip the shirt the rest of the way down, buttons flying in every direction. Samantha’s nostrils flair and her eyes dilate, only leaving a small sliver of the blue I love so much.
I remove my slacks. I’ve not dressed up for anything since prom, but for Samantha, I’d wear a suit every day. I stalk to the bed, a predator scenting its prey.
Samantha looks beautiful spread across the white bedding. If she could become any more aroused without being touched, this is doing it. I take her wrists in my hand and lift them to the headboard. “Hang on to the headboard and don’t let go.”
She reaches above her and wraps her hands around the iron bars of the headboard. I grab her dress from the floor and fashion it into a blindfold. I lift her head and wrap it over her eyes. “If you release the headboard or remove the blindfold, I stop,” I warn. “Nod if you understand.”
She nods, fully trusting me to take care of her. Her trust gives me such a high. I’ve never played with Samantha like this. There aren’t a lot of women that would let a man tie them up, let alone blindfold them.
Using my finger, I stroke it down Samantha’s cheek. She jolts at the contact but stays quiet. I trail my finger further down across her shoulder to the top of her breast.
Samantha releases a gasp. She bites her bottom lip to keep from making a sound. She stays incredibly still while I continue touching her.
When my finger gets to the apex of her thighs, I linger. The white underwear she’s wearing can’t hide the evidence of her arousal. I lean down and inhale her scent.
My mouth waters and I poke my tongue out and run it up the fabric. Samantha jolts again, her entire back arching off the bed.
I tap lightly on her inner thigh, directing her to widen her legs for me. Then I lay on my stomach and use my fingers to move the white scrap of fabric away. I take in the short thatch of blonde hair that covers her pussy.
Using two fingers, I spread her open, revealing her clit. I dip and pull the nub into my mouth, sucking hard. Samantha inhales and bites down harder on her lip, doing what she can to obey me.
“Give me your moans, baby,” I tell her as I go back in for more of her taste. The long moan that comes from her mouth makes my cock harden to the point of being painful.
I love how receptive she is, and how vocal. If she knew how much her obedience turned me on, she’d probably run the other way. There’s something to be said for a woman who’s as snarky as my sunshine, handing over control like this.
I eat Samantha’s pussy, teasing her to the brink before I back off. Repeatedly. She whimpers and loosens her grip on the headboard. She wants to move, wants to grab for me and make me finish what I started.
That’s not happening, though. The first time she comes as my wife will be on my dick. I crawl back up Samantha’s body and kiss her. It’s a gentle caress of my tongue on hers. Another tease. When I back away, her head follows.
I grab her head and gently remove the blindfold. Samantha’s eyes blink a few times before she focuses on me. “You did good, baby.” I praise.
“That was…torture.” She replies.
I chuckle. “But you liked it, didn’t you? Being at my mercy for just a little while?”
"Don't be embarrassed, Sunshine," I say, watching her cheeks turn red. “It was hot how you gave me control.”
“Yeah?” she asks, her face lighting up.
“Yeah,” I respond.
