G&A
G&A
I haven't been able to take my eyes off of her since she walked down the aisle. And fuck does she look so beautiful in her wedding dress. I swear Angela wore this on purpose, knowing I have a thing for her sexy back. Scratch that, I have a thing for her entire body—but her back, though… Just a glimpse of that low cut, baring her skin and toned muscles on her back and a tease of her hips… Mm. I've been drooling since.
"You like it?" The little tease turns around, showing me her back. Oh, she definitely knows what she's doing.
And in a second, she's doing my cock.
I grab her waist and pull her against me. She gasps as I grind my hard-on against her ass and she arches, wiggling her ass to tease me more. "Mhm. I like it, but you know what I like more?" I dip to her neck, swipe my tongue on her skin, and nibble her earlobe, earning an erotic moan from her. "I like your dress on the floor. Right now."
I let her go so I can walk over to the security control panel and press some buttons on it to close all the blinds on the ground floor and lock the doors. My men made sure no one comes in the house while the wedding is happening outside. There's no reason for the guests to come here anyway since there's a pool house in the backyard to serve as a resting place and the full bath there is fully functional. So we're alone in our house right now.
"They'll be looking for us," says Angela, but she's already unzipping the side of her dress.
I remove my jacket and toss it on the back of the couch and then I work on my pants. "Then we better hurry."
She had barely stepped out of her dress when I pull her back to me again. She's not wearing a bra and her white lace panties are making it so hard for me not to rip them off like I usually would. While I'm tempted, I hold myself back. I kiss her mouth, my hands roaming all over her smooth skin—her back, her waist, her tits. Fuck, her tits. I want to worship her body all night long, but we don't have time for that right now.
"Baby, I could do this all night." I move her to the soft and wide cream sofa and lay her down on it. "And I will, right after everyone's gone home. But I really need to be inside you right now."
"Then take me, Husband," she says breathlessly, her palms sliding up my chest. "I want you too."
"Take your panties off," I grunt as I push my pants and boxer briefs down. I pull out my cock and it rests heavy and hard on my palm.
Angela eyes my shaft and bites her bottom lip and I know she can't wait for me either. She spreads her legs as I move between them. I salivate at the sight of her glistening pussy that's all for me. I make no more delay and plunge inside her. And we both release a satisfying moan.
"Oh, fuck. I missed you." I start to move inside her and it feels like home.
"Me too…"
I drove into her hard, just the way she loves it. Her wet heat wraps around me just the way I love it.
We should probably have waited until later. But this isn't our honeymoon yet. This is just…a snack…that we both craved and couldn't wait until later.
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~ANGELA~
Twenty minutes later, Gael and I are back outside where everybody is waiting for us. We didn't really miss much because after the ceremony, the drinks and the grazing table were served while the rest of the wedding crew rearranged the setting from ceremony to reception.
We're standing at the party with friends and there's live music in the background; we have drinks and appetizers in hand. I squirm on my feet as my husband glances down at me, suggestively smirking like he knows how I'm feeling. He thoroughly fucked me during that quickie not long ago and gave me the best orgasm after we said our vows to each other…and I can still feel him inside me.
Honestly, I can't wait for this party to be over so we can do that again.
Earlier, the seats were all facing the tree. Now, they're at the long tables under a drape of fairy lights. There are no tall decorations on the dining tables, only a long centerpiece of blush roses and leaves, allowing everyone to see each other across the table. It's just the way I like it and I smile at Nina across the yard, mouthing a "thank you" to her again because she really knows what I like. My best friend blows me a kiss and goes back to ordering the caterers.
"Is this really your dog, Uncle Gael?" Little Ashton asks as he crouches down and pets Honey who's wearing a pink princess tutu. Honey and Sianna are our "flower girls", while Ashton is the ring bearer.
We brought Honey with us when we came back from New York a few weeks ago. This will be her forever home now.
"Yup. Do you like dogs?" Gael smiles as he looks at the boy, keeping one hand on my waist and holding a glass of champagne in the other. He just can't seem to let go of me and I have no complaints.
"Uh-huh!" Ashton looks up to his mother. "Mommy, can we have a puppy?"
Samantha softly chuckles, glancing between me and Gael and then back to her son. "Are you going to take care of it?"
Ashton nods enthusiastically, but then his expression falls. "But… Sia's afraid of dogs…" Samantha purses her lips and then takes a sip of her drink as she thinks. Before she could respond, her son asks, "How about a baby brother then?"
Gael and I stifle our laughs while Samantha coughs, patting her chest as she shoots us a look. We both shrug as if saying, 'We know nothing about kids'…yet.
"Why don't you go ask your Dad?" Samantha smiles widely. And after Ashton rushes to where Daniel is with his brothers and Damien Park, Samantha mutters, "…he plays a huge part in making one."
"Hey…" Katherine and William join our circle and they compliment the food and wine.
"Bear will swallow that thing." William chuckles as he nods at Honey who's sitting prettily next to her father's shoes. Katherine elbows him and gives me an apologetic smile.
"Bear?" I probe.
It's Katherine who answers. "It's our dog. Damien gave it to me last year. Bear's still a puppy…sort of. Just about a year old, but he's a Newfie, so he's pretty huge."
"A Newfoundland?" Gael's brows raise and there's a look of excitement in his eyes. He shifts his gaze to me. "Can we get one?"
I draw my brows together. He wants to get another dog? "I don't know what that looks like…"
Katherine shows me some pictures of the furry brown dog and OH MY GOD… It's a giant! Bear certainly looks like a bear, except he also looks so cuddly and fluffy. And William's right. That thing will eat our cute Honey.
I don't know if we're getting another dog. I still want to enjoy just me and Gael together for a while. And then maybe…we can start trying for another addition to our family. But I'd prefer one with two little, chubby arms and feet, and looks like a small version of me and him. Wouldn't that be cute?