Page 40 of A Monster's Obsession

“I’m glad you’re happy, Céile. So can we leave now?” Sawyer asks with a boyish pout on his face. I laugh and shake my head at him.

“We’ve only been here an hour. It’s our wedding at our house.”

“We can come back. I just want a little taste while everyone is distracted.”

“Okay. But you’re on a time limit. We still have to cut the cake.” I smile as I lead him away by the hand.

We got as far as Sawyer’s study because we didn’t want to take the chance on Marla finding us in the house. She definitely wouldn’t let us sneak away from our own wedding reception to get in a quickie.

I began removing the flower crown from my fluffy afro, but Sawyer stopped me.

“Leave the crown on, Céile. I’m about to fuck my queen.” Sawyer gave me a slow once over. I could see the admiration on his face. It took quite a long time to find my dress. I wanted to make sure that it fit my personality and that Sawyer would find it sexy.

My first wedding dress was a plain white shift dress that I loved, but I never thought it would be worn to say I do. I made sure that this dress was everything I wanted and more. The pure white flowy sleeves draped off my shoulders and flared out, displaying the intricate flower details. The back dipped low and flared out at the waist giving the dress a fairy princess look that I loved. I looked as if I were floating on a cloud with each step that I took, and I loved it.

Sawyer slowly slid off one sleeve then he kissed my exposed shoulder. He repeated the motion on the other side before pulling the front of my dress down, completely exposing my naked breasts.

He dipped his head and began to suck on my right puckered nipple as his large fingers began to roll my left one. I threw my head back in ecstasy, completely enraptured by my husband’s skills.

I couldn’t help the moan he ripped from the pits of my stomach when he bit my nipple and tugged.

“Shhh. Wife. Marla will come and find us if you keep making so much noise.” Sawyer’s dark chuckle made me want to slap him.

If he weren’t handling my body like the evil genius that he is, I wouldn’t be so damn loud. It’s his fault that he knows my body better than I do.

“We need to make this quick, babe. If Marla finds us before I cum, you’re going to spend our honeymoon begging to get in this pussy.” I purred in his ear.

Sawyer growled, and before I knew it, my dress and panties were pooled around my feet, and I was bent over his large desk.Damn, I love this man!

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SAWYER

Sasha’s gloriously naked body was splayed across my desk; my eyes were eating up every dip and curve of this miraculous being in front of me. My wife will always be my second chance at happiness. Her beautiful light shines from the inside out, and I can’t get enough of her.

“Sawyer, please.” Sasha’s voice is raspy and dripping with need. I love the sound.

“Please, what? Do you want this big cock?” I could hear the urgency in my own voice, but I couldn’t help but tease her. My easy going wife loves a good teasing.

“Please put it in…” She begs again, wiggling her delectable ass at me. I bite my lip, trying to hold back the groan that wants to bubble up from the depths of my soul. I know we need to hurry this along, but I just can’t.

I can’t rush making love to my wife no matter who’s looking for us. Let them look. I spent enough money for them to be thoroughly entertained anyway. Our guests should be eating, drinking, and dancing the night away while I bury myself deep inside my wife.

“Tell me what you want, Céile.” I bend over her back to rub the tip of my dick against her warm pussy.

Sasha is dripping with need and damn near hot to the touch. I can’t wait to be balls deep. It will be a miracle if we don’t make a baby tonight. Hell, I’m surprised that she’s not pregnant already. I can’t keep my hands off my sweet wife, and I’ve never used protection with her. She was on birth control shot, but I’m hoping it’s worn off by now since she hasn’t gotten one in three months.

“I want you to fuck me, Sawyer.” Sasha seductively purrs as she licks her plump lips and runs her hand down her ass, giving it a squeeze. She definitely knows what to do and say to get me to fuck the shit out of her.So much for making love.

I take her by the hips roughly and slide into the warmest place on Earth. We groan in unison as I let her tightness wrap around my pulsating dick. She’s gripping me so hard that I don’t want to move. But when Sasha leans forward, then slides back down slowly, my resolve breaks, and I begin to fuck her like a mad man.

I pump my hips in and out in a frantic rhythm. The slapping of my thighs against her round ass reverberates around the study so loud that you would think we were in an empty room. There are people all around our house, on the inside and out, but I can’t make myself slow down or be quiet.

I want to hear my wife scream my name out in pure bliss. I want her to call on God in heaven and thank him at the same time. I want to feel her wrap around me in love. I. Want. Her.

“I love you! I love you!” Sasha moans as she matches my tempo stroke for stroke. Our bodies move together in a dance as old as time. One we will do together for the rest of the time.

“I love you too, Céile. Cum for me! Now!” My words send her into a gushing orgasm that drenches my cock and runs down my thighs.