Page 45 of Twister

“Okay, folks,” I heard Jackson say loudly from behind us. “Let’s give them a minute. I have it on good authority that there’s food waiting for us in the dining room. Let’s head that way.”

Yes. Get out.

I had a husband to sex up.

We ignored the general ruckus of our guests leaving their seats and exiting the room, much more interested in seeing how far down each other’s throats we could shove our tongues.

“Half an hour, boys,” Jackson said eventually from beside us. “I can’t hold them off forever.”

Without releasing my hold from Daniel, I shoved a hand out in Jackson’s general direction and pushed against whatever it connected with.

“Okay, okay. Point taken,” he said with a laugh. “Head back to the manager’s office, at least, for fuck’s sake.”

Ooh, yeah. That was a fantastic idea.

I immediately pulled away from Daniel, took hold of his hand, and, to the sounds of Jackson’s pealing laughter, dragged him behind me as I made a beeline back up the aisle and toward the office Jackson and I had waited in for the ceremony to begin.

As soon as we crossed the threshold, I shoved him toward the desk. “Strip.”

“Yes, sir.”

Daniel wasted no time tearing his clothes from his body as I did the same after making sure the door was locked.

Once we were both naked, I turned around and faced the door, peeking over my shoulder as I bent forward slightly, grabbed my ass cheeks, and pulled them apart to show him the sparkling, jeweled plug I’d inserted prior to getting dressed.

Feeling it shift and slide inside me during the ceremony had been exquisite torture, enhanced tenfold every time Daniel touched me.

He gasped. “ Fuck ….”

“Yeah, that’s kinda the idea,” I panted. “Come on. Stick it in me. I’m prepped, lubed, and ready to go.” My fingers scrabbled at my ass and gave a little wiggle before I caught his blown-out eyes and pleaded with mine. “Come fuck your husband, Daniel.”

Never breaking eye contact, he gripped the base of his cock before he ever so lightly ran his palm up the length, just once. He stepped up behind me, the warmth from his front bleeding into my back the moment our skin met.

He took hold of the plug, making me moan when he twisted it. I let go of my ass and braced myself against the door.

One pulse in and out.

A second twist.

Then he ever so slowly dragged it from me as he ran the gentlest kisses along the back of my neck. “You had this in the whole ceremony.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, panting heavily when he pushed it slowly back into me, humming when I whined. “Daniel… please….”

“This was why you responded to me so beautifully at the start of our wedding.”

“Husband… please ….”

I must have said the right thing, because he let out a groan and pulled the plug from me, dropped it to the floor, and pressed his cock into me in one swift movement, not stopping until his hips met mine.

“Fuck…!”

He wrapped his right arm around my waist, giving me the time to adjust as he rested his chin on my shoulder. “Fuck, husband. You feel so goddamned good. How do you feel so good ?”

I couldn’t answer. Except for a deep moan. I could do that. There was no other higher brain function left for me to do anything else.

He was so deep.

So.

Fucking.

Deep .

His palm stretched over my stomach when he gave a tentative thrust, then ground into me. “I can feel my dick in you, husband. Right here.” He pressed his hand against my stomach.

With every grind, I groaned louder.

“Let me show you.” He let me go only to grab my right hand from the door and drag it to my stomach, where he pressed against me again. He gave me another thrust, a little stronger than his first. “Feel that?”

My eyes rolled back when I felt what he was talking about. A bump appeared the moment he bottomed out. My jaw dropped as I panted. “Oh God….”

He lifted his left hand until he could intertwine his fingers with mine, our wedding rings clinking against each other when they met. “That’s me,” he murmured, nosing against my ear. “I’m so deep inside you right now.”

Another hard thrust.

“It’s official now. Do you know that?” he asked, panting as he started a punishing rhythm.

The door thumped when we collapsed against it, our hands no longer able to hold us back. Instead, our forearms braced us.

“What?” I asked, breathless, then jolted when he pinged my prostate head-on. “Oh fuck ! Right there! Right fucking there!”

“That’s it, huh?” He shifted enough to lock us in place and let loose. “You and I, baby, are official now. What’s yours is mine, and what’s mine is yours.”

I moaned, leaning into him. “Ours….”

“That’s right, baby,” he panted, thrusting once with every word. “Ours. Until death do us part.”

Gasping, I scrabbled at my stomach, feeling him punch through my guts with every thrust. “Forever….”

“Forever….” His rhythm stuttered. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel my husband come on nothing but my cock for the first time.”

He thrust once more before he ground into me.

“Come,” he ordered and gave me one last hard thrust. “Come, husband. Come, now .”

That was all I needed. I wailed and finally let go, feeling my cock start throbbing on its own, pounded into submission by my husband’s. I heard the faint splash of my cum hitting the door in front of us, rhythmically pulsing against the timber.

Daniel must have heard it, too, because he groaned, long and hard, grinding into me as he came, his cock kicking inside me with each pulse.

Even though I knew logically it didn’t work that way, it felt like the warmth of his cum spread through my limbs, loosening each one until they felt like they were as limp as spaghetti.

He was marking me from the inside as his. We’d gone bareback hundreds of times since we’d received the all clear from our health check, but this was special.

This was the first time we’d done it as a married couple.

As husbands .

I let out a goofy, breathless laugh, relaxing into his hold, trusting that he’d hold me up, even if I knew for a fact that his legs would be feeling rubbery.

He’d never let me fall.

A light puff of air swept over my ear before he nibbled at my shoulder. “What, baby?”

“I love you, Daniel.”

He hummed happily. “I love you too, Marshall. Forever and ever.”

Mm… I liked the sound of that.

“Forever and ever.”

The end.

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