14. Ellie
Cedrick’s blue eyes bore into mine.
I reach up to cup his cheek, my thumb grazing his skin. Slowly, he lowers his head. Right before his lips capture mine, he pauses.
”Are you sure, Ellie?” he asks, softly.
“I want my first time to be with my husband. With you.” It’s almost a whisper, it’s so hard to get the words out.
My fingers tighten around his neck as I pull him closer to me, craving the contact.
He kisses me then, pressing his body firmly against mine as he opens his mouth, allowing our tongues to merge together in a slow and gentle duet.
His hands wrap around me gently yet firmly, pulling me tight against him as he explores every inch of my mouth with his tongue while still keeping things slow and steady.
I moan softly into the kiss, melting further into him as he presses harder against me. I feel his hand run gently through my hair as he pulls me closer, his other hand pressing lightly against my lower back as he holds me to him.
His breath is warm against my skin, sending a pleasant tingle down my neck and chest. His lips are full and firm yet gentle, like the touch of a butterfly.
The kiss deepens as we both become lost in the moment. His fingers tangle in my hair, massaging my scalp gently as he presses his tongue against mine.
His touch is electric, making every nerve ending in my body stand at attention, and I’m craving more of him.
The warmth of his skin against mine makes my heart race. His reminds me of a mixture of freshly brewed coffee and sweet cinnamon rolls. His lips are soft yet firm against mine. He interrupts the kiss only to leave little pecks along my jawline and neck. He trails down to nibble on my earlobe, holding my shoulders firmly.
”God, you taste amazing,” he whispers hoarsely against my skin. ”I”ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now.”
His words ignite a fire inside me that spreads throughout my entire being. His fingers make their way to the small of my back before pulling me even closer against him.
With each passing second, our connection grows stronger. It’s electric and intense. I feel like an eternity has passed since we shared that first kiss, yet it somehow also seems like it was just moments since we locked lips for the first time.
He begins to undress me, helping me out of my wedding dress and peeling it from my skin slowly. The suspense makes it unbelievably arousing.
I”m in nothing but my thong. He pulls his tux off, and I tentatively help him pull the pants off, noticing the enormous bulge making itself known.
I gasp at the sight of him nude, hard, and big. I hold it in my hands, surprised by the smoothness of his supple skin, even when engorged and veiny.
I put it in my mouth, first kissing, and then sucking. He groans, and I think I’m doing it right.
I look up at him, and he can see the question in my eyes.
He holds my hair in his hands. “Baby, you’re fucking amazing.”
I can taste the precum dripping out, which I’ve never actually tasted before, but I love the way it feels on my tongue.
He lifts my head and pulls me up to his chest. He embraces me close and goes in for another kiss. I can feel his erection pressing into me, and all I know is I want more. I grind my hips and feel it twitch against my thong.
He moves his hands from my back and waist to my hips, and he starts pulling off my thong.
He props me up a little, moving me back, and I don’t quite understand.
“Is something wrong, Cedrick? I’ve never done this before…”
“No, no, not at all.” He leans over and kisses my shoulder lightly, then leans back again. “I just want to see you.”
“See me?”
He looks down, and I understand. He smiles in recognition, and I can feel myself trembling.
“Mm-hmm,” he says as he moves his gaze lower. “Mmm. It’s beautiful.”
He reaches out and touches my labia, dark and full, and he swipes his finger lower to feel my vulva.
“Oh, God.” I can’t suppress it.
He moves his finger faster, until I feel like I can’t take it, and then he removes it abruptly. Immediately, he drops his head lower and starts licking, and I stroke his hair and lean back as he does.
“I love your taste.”
He licks, sucks, and nibbles longer. Finally he lifts his head and kisses my thighs, my stomach, then my breasts.
Gently, he pushes me down on the bed and starts kissing me. I can feel his dick just on the edge of my opening, grazing my pussy lips and making me even wetter than I already am.
If it feels so good from the outside, I cannot imagine what it will feel like when it’s just a few inches further down.
He rubs my vagina with his cock as he moves, and it’s killing me to wait. I can feel it dripping with my juices, smearing them onto me.
“I want you now,” I whisper.
I pull him toward me, and he enters slowly, gliding and taking care to be gentle, but I want him to dive in fast and give me all of him right away, right now. I push down on his ass, and he gives me a mischievous look.
“Someone’s eager.”
He takes my cue and starts going deeper with faster strokes, and it feels incredible. He fills me again and again, and I wrap my legs around his back. He shifts himself like a lever, and he goes in even deeper.
I can’t believe how good it feels. I don’t know if it’s sex that feels this good or just sex with him, but either way, it’s pure fulfillment, figuratively and literally.
We”re entwined together now, our hearts racing as our bodies touch, our skin connected and him inside me, moving in and out. The heat between us is palpable as sweat glistens on his beautiful, chiseled face.
The bed creaks beneath us as we sink into it, and I hear the rhythmic squeals of the coils speed up as he quickens his pace. His hips roll against mine, causing a delicious friction that makes me want more.
I can feel all of him in all of me. Every corner of my walls is pushed, expanding, stretching.
”Oh, God,” I hear myself moan out as he continues to pleasure me. Every time he groans, it intensifies the electric, pulsating feeling.
His skin is warm against mine, his muscles tense under my touch. I can feel his strong abs and arms as he works himself into a frenzy.
He groans softly, the sound vibrating against my skin as he buries himself deeper and deeper with each thrust. It feels so right.
His hips rock back and forth in an almost hypnotic motion, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back in deep again, filling me up completely with each thrust.
We kiss passionately once more, his tongue pressing into mine in an echo of the rhythmic pace below.
The friction of his thick cock against my wet pussy sends waves of pleasure washes over me, making my toes curl in ecstasy.
His kisses grow more urgent now, his tongue seeking entry deeper into my mouth as our hips move in sync. Our breaths become one, heavy and labored.
The headboard hits against the wall in rhythm with our movements, our groans mingling with each others’ as we find our pace together. His hands grip my hips tightly, guiding him in and out of me expertly.
The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room. I can feel him getting closer to the edge as the tension grows in the movements of his body.
A small cry escapes from my throat as he picks up speed. His fingers grip my hips tighter as he pistons inside me, his cock hitting my G-spot over and over until it”s all I can feel. He groans deeply into our kiss, and I taste the desire on his tongue.
”Ellie… God, you feel so good...” His hips buck against mine, and he releases an animalistic growl that vibrates through both of us. I moan in agreement, arching my back and meeting his thrusts in sync.
We’re skin slapping against skin, heavy panting, and moaning echoing off the walls. It”s primal and intense but somehow tender and loving at the same time.
Cedrick”s pace quickens. Each stroke is harder than the last as he begins to lose control. He buries himself inside me completely with a grunt that echoes all around me.
I feel his cock pulsing inside me, filling me up and stretching me to my limit. His hips snap against mine as he releases himself into me, his balls slapping against my ass cheeks as the headboard continues to slam against the wall behind him.
He holds tightly onto me as we both ride the wave of our orgasm. It”s so intense that I scream his name as I come. My fingers dig into his shoulders, nails leaving indentations in the skin beneath. He growls low in his throat and then cries out my name, his hot seed spurting deep inside of me.
I can feel it, the warmth that spreads through my insides. He collapses on top of me, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath while pinning me down under him.
He kisses me on the cheek, then my lips, and then down my neck, sucking gently before planting soft kisses on my breasts. With his hand, he rolls a nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
I trace the lines of his pectorals and abs with curious fingers, moving lightly back and forth.
”I”ll draw us a bath,” he whispers in my ear.
I”m exhausted. I can only nod.
I feel him leave my side and hear the water turn on in the bathroom. Once it’s filled, he scoops me up into his arms and carries me to the massive white tub, where he sets me down gently in warm, bubbly water.
Climbing in behind me, I settle against him as he massages my shoulders and washes the remnants of our lovemaking away. He”s gentle, and I lean my head back to kiss him, feeling nothing but glad that I agreed to this marriage contract.